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[ All of you need to stop giving Honir reasons to look sad on his only network appearances. This time, he looks downright bereft. But he smiles anyway; Mimir is steady at his side and it's enough support to get through this. ]
Can I tell you a story, Travellers? It's one some of you may have been wanting to hear - but it's a love story, for those of you that don't like them and want to avoid having feelings.
But it's not just about romantic love. [ His gaze flickers to his fellow god, then drops to his hands where they're sitting limply in his lap. ] It's about familial love, and earthly love too.
There once existed the god Tyr, and my big brother shared his heart with all he could reach. He reigned over diplomacy, and sought peace wherever he could find it - and he found it in our friends, the Earth Giants. They were calm and sweet, unlike their bitter siblings, and they favoured our alliance.
And their Queen favoured Tyr. They fell in love, in spite of the differences between their species and those that told them it was wrong, because how could something so sincere be anything but beautiful?
[ His smile fades into a frown, and he fiddles with his thumbs for a second. ]
But it was not to be. Laufey became heavy with child, and our magicks are too different - it was too much for her body to sustain, and she. Died. In childbirth. My brother saw his two beautiful baby boys as his beautiful wife lay dead, and stricken with grief, he sought to hold his family together.
[ Full-on frown now, with a near frantic twisting of his fingers. ]
He trapped her soul in a doll. He was desperate and - no one had ever done it before, no one knew how to stave off death, he was just. Desperate. He couldn't let her go, but in trapping her soul, he trapped her body and mind too. Laufey festered in madness for eight short years before her pain broke free from the doll; then madness and pain were all she knew. She killed Tyr, and almost all of her kin. We tried to stop her, we were there and she couldn't - we couldn't reach her.
[ Misery strains his voice. Grief and guilt and shame. He does try not to cry, though, and mostly accomplishes it when Mimir covers his hands with one of his own. ]
So we killed my sister too. It was the only way, and by then, it was too late. There was no one left to save but those two baby boys, sitting in the rubble of their parents' love.
[ Another face pops into the screen: Loki, grinning inbetween the two gods with his arms thrown over their shoulders. There's nothing pleasant in his smile. ]
And that's how I became a super model!
Little Loki -
Thanks for the bedtime story, Uncle. You nosy little shits wanted your answers - these guys are here to take you right to them. Have fun sleeping on a mass grave!
[ Rude little trickster that he is, Loki cuts the feed for Honir over his aghast gaping. ]
[ OOC NOTES: This is the IC post welcoming the Travellers to join them for a trip to Ginnungagap. OOC information can be found here and the mingle log is here. It isn't necessary to respond in order to go on the trip. All of the gods will be wandering through this post, so let us know if you'd like to speak to someone in specific! ]
Can I tell you a story, Travellers? It's one some of you may have been wanting to hear - but it's a love story, for those of you that don't like them and want to avoid having feelings.
But it's not just about romantic love. [ His gaze flickers to his fellow god, then drops to his hands where they're sitting limply in his lap. ] It's about familial love, and earthly love too.
There once existed the god Tyr, and my big brother shared his heart with all he could reach. He reigned over diplomacy, and sought peace wherever he could find it - and he found it in our friends, the Earth Giants. They were calm and sweet, unlike their bitter siblings, and they favoured our alliance.
And their Queen favoured Tyr. They fell in love, in spite of the differences between their species and those that told them it was wrong, because how could something so sincere be anything but beautiful?
[ His smile fades into a frown, and he fiddles with his thumbs for a second. ]
But it was not to be. Laufey became heavy with child, and our magicks are too different - it was too much for her body to sustain, and she. Died. In childbirth. My brother saw his two beautiful baby boys as his beautiful wife lay dead, and stricken with grief, he sought to hold his family together.
[ Full-on frown now, with a near frantic twisting of his fingers. ]
He trapped her soul in a doll. He was desperate and - no one had ever done it before, no one knew how to stave off death, he was just. Desperate. He couldn't let her go, but in trapping her soul, he trapped her body and mind too. Laufey festered in madness for eight short years before her pain broke free from the doll; then madness and pain were all she knew. She killed Tyr, and almost all of her kin. We tried to stop her, we were there and she couldn't - we couldn't reach her.
[ Misery strains his voice. Grief and guilt and shame. He does try not to cry, though, and mostly accomplishes it when Mimir covers his hands with one of his own. ]
So we killed my sister too. It was the only way, and by then, it was too late. There was no one left to save but those two baby boys, sitting in the rubble of their parents' love.
[ Another face pops into the screen: Loki, grinning inbetween the two gods with his arms thrown over their shoulders. There's nothing pleasant in his smile. ]
And that's how I became a super model!
Little Loki -
Thanks for the bedtime story, Uncle. You nosy little shits wanted your answers - these guys are here to take you right to them. Have fun sleeping on a mass grave!
[ Rude little trickster that he is, Loki cuts the feed for Honir over his aghast gaping. ]
[ OOC NOTES: This is the IC post welcoming the Travellers to join them for a trip to Ginnungagap. OOC information can be found here and the mingle log is here. It isn't necessary to respond in order to go on the trip. All of the gods will be wandering through this post, so let us know if you'd like to speak to someone in specific! ]
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At least the babies were okay. [Because, in his own story, he hadn't been.]
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Yes. If there's anything I don't regret about then, it's being able to bring Loki home safely.
[ -- Well, one of them, at least. But he won't get into that, it's not his place. ]
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Are their souls at rest now.
[The tale remind him of terrible things, he knew quite well what happens to rotted souls.]
One of babies was Mr. Loki, right?
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[ He says it like a sigh of relief, the only good grace of it all. They suffered, but not eternally. 'Gone to a better place,' if you will. ]
That's right. They were so cute then. Not that they aren't cute now, but they don't like it when I say so.
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So, you can only bring someone back from the dead here with magic?
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[ Curiously, not sharply. ]
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So. The infamous Loki finally shows his face.
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[ He's had many a greasy-haired joke at this Loki's expense, it's a good time. ]
Wasn't exactly hiding, dude. I kind of live here.
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This is what happened to the Earth Giants... Are you really sure none could have survived? Maybe they left the area when they saw what was happening?
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There were some, but they weren't ... They weren't the same, after. I don't understand it as much as Mimir or the Allfather, but - when your essence gets corrupted and turns against you, it can leave you ... hollow, I guess? And being hollow means there's room for something else to get in. They changed.
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There are no Earth Giants left.
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the sunlight dark, and cold the air!
Tinúviel, where went thy feet?
O wayward star! O maiden sweet!
O flower of Elfland all too fair
for mortal heart! The woods are bare!
The woods are bare!" he rose and cried.
"Ere spring was born, the spring hath died!"
And wandering in path and mind
he groped as one gone sudden blind
who seeks to grasp the hidden light
with faltering hands in more than night
[ Maglor is all too familiar with tales of what love may do, for better, or for worse. He even knows what the death of a loved one may drive one to, although in his world the ending was happier (sortve) - some things, it seems, are uni(multi?)versal ]
I grieve for your loss, but I thank you for your tale. Though full of sorrow and grief indeed, it seems to me a pity that a love so great would be forgotten.
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He'll have to work on that.
The story though...]
You did all you could. Thank you, for telling us.
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You're just lucky uncle is a pushover.
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[ Exciting. He's keeping said excitement under wraps, though. ]
I'm sorry about your brother.
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Sounds like fun.
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Thank you, Miss Alice.
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That's a sad story. No one wants the people they love to die.
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[She'd wanted to know about these Earth Giants just as much as anybody else, and Jane - doesn't want to doubt the story. The Gods had seemed very emotional about it, and so did this fellow. But she still has to ask. She still has to be sure, even when the story breaks her heart.]
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We would weave a story much different than this one if we had reason to make something up.
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[It's not particularly comforting, but for someone like her, time is a treasure to never be wasted or taken for granted, especially with the one you love.]
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The bit about the soul being trapped into a doll though? That got Kankuro's attention.
After all, Sasori had managed something similar to that. Successfully. Without the madness. Huh.]
So, things really are different around here...
[Not that Kankuro knew how to safely hold a soul in a puppet because ew no, that was an abomination. But, it had been done and could be done again back home.
Really, this just drove home the amount of differences between Asgard and Home.]
Sorry for your loss.
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[This story sounded familiar, not accepting death seemed to cause more harm than accepting it.]
I'm sorry for your loss.
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[ Love u, brother mine! ]