( 渡辺 早季 ) watanabe saki.
03 February 2014 @ 11:57 am
My name is Saki Watanabe and it's been a while since I was last here. The feelings I have are still remarkably the same, but they're still a different teaching than some of the others here. The idea of war isn't something I know. Or, more so, it's thing that were I am from humans are incapable of. We have a strict Code of Ethics that we've been taught since we were born. The type of thing here in Asgard, then, isn't something I'm used to. Or maybe, to give a better idea, I should give an example.

In my town there are two stories we learn from a young age. The Story of the Fiend and the Story of the Karma Demon. Both are meant to teach us something different. The story of the fiend is longer, so I don't want to write that right now. That one is also more straight forward and tells us to listen to our elders and put the village above our own lives. The story I'm about to say is much different.

 
This story is from about eighty years ago. There lived a boy in the village. He was an incredibly bright child, but had one flaw. As he grew older, this flaw became more and more obvious.

He was extremely proud of his intelligence and looked at everything else with disdain.
not in character cut for the rest of the story )

What do you think the moral we were taught is? It's much more straight-forward. How would you answer it?
 
 
Annie Cresta
03 February 2014 @ 01:48 pm
[The thing is, Annie's done this more than once. Waking up and knowing, somehow, that he's gone. It hasn't gotten any easier, but there are no hysterics when she turns on her bracelet. No tears, no raging at the unfairness of it all, only a weary sort of resignation.]

Finnick Odair is... I don't think he's here anymore. I can't find him anywhere, and he isn't in the contact list, so. I thought those who knew him should be told.
 
 
lαdч cαtєlчn stαrk
03 February 2014 @ 07:28 pm
[The device turns on, shaking vigorously before it reveals the face of Lady Catelyn Stark, her brow knitted in concentration. She has been told what this device does and that she's been brought to this place but that doesn't mean she really understands it. Forgive her. Or something.]

What matter of device is this?

[She turns it over in her hands before she decides that this will do, though she'd prefer a raven or someone face to face.]

I am Lady Catelyn Stark of Winterfell. Who ever is responsible for removing my person from my camp to this... room, speak now. Tell me what it is you truly want, for taking me will not stop my son and his army.

[ Yeah, yeah, she'll figure out in time that this is legit, for now, she's pretty skeptical.]