@Oakiin
"Hello, sir," Seafra said with a slight bow. "Please, ask your angry ones why they are always angry?"
"Hello, sir," Seafra said with a slight bow. "Please, ask your angry ones why they are always angry?"
Vien folded his arms, refusing to bow to some stranger. He was usually polite, but between his lack of sleep and the amount of ridiculousness that had happened that night, he wasn't in the mood for politeness
Astrid grumbled. "I should be getting back to Odin and father and tell him what we'v'e found out." She excused herself before flying away leaving Alex there. "No seriously Heimdall, why didn't you tell me before?" She asked and crossed her arms. "It takes time little warrior, these 2 will be important towards ragnarok." He explained quietly. "For now, bring them to the council and tell them." He added before turning towards the gate. Alex looked up and took a deep breath before walking over and hauling them up.
Vien scowled at Alex, refusing to let her touch him. "I d-don't like this," he mumbled softly, his hand moving to his satchel out of habit
"Look, I'm terribly sorry," Seafra said, annoyance creeping into his tone. "But I have my own job I need to be working on. Your Ragnarok is of lesser importance to me, then my own apocalypse, and I'm sure Vien feels the same."
( i gtg for the night.)
(see ya)
Vien breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally, someone with a s-shred of sense around here," he grumbled. "I shouldn't be somewhere l-like this anyways, Damascus will have my h-head on a pike if he thinks I'm d-doing something to interfere with conflicts and s-such."
(Okay, goodnight! :D We'll continue tomorrow, if everyone's still into it :3)
(Nope still here, hold on.)
(Ahhh ok xD)
Alex sighed. "Ok short version. Your boss sent his henchmen after us and killed abot a thousand of people in Philidelphia. Anyway the point is that if you dont help, we'll all die and we'll have to spend the rest of our life wandering a never ending void for our death." She explained and pinched her nose bridge. "Oh and you're going to see the council. Basically the gods like Odin, Zeus, and Ra are going to meet and determine stuff. Also the Fates are going to be there so be on your best behavior and don't die please." She quickly added.
"Okay, I'll take a no," Seafra said with distaste. "I've met the gods before…" he gave a shudder. "I'll pass."
"Hold on, w-what? Damascus does not participate in wars. Sure, he might send a few demons here and there to m-mess with his competition in Molhaven, but m-murder? In our dimension? Not something that would h-happen," Vien said with an air of finality
Alex looked up before continuing. "Does it help that you're going to get payed billions of dollars?" She mumbled.
Vien squinted at her. "A-alright, that's enough. I'm going to call Damascus and I'm going to confirm that you're n-not lying. But if you are, which I'm sure you a-are, I am going to enjoy ripping you l-limb from limb," he spat
"Hold on, w-what? Damascus does not participate in wars. Sure, he might send a few demons here and there to m-mess with his competition in Molhaven, but m-murder? In our dimension? Not something that would h-happen," Vien said with an air of finality
"Well I don't know kid, the council has currently put the guy on trial. So we're still questioning him, but you'll see him." She explained .
"Well, if I wasn't already a billionaire, yes. Seeing as I am, not so much," Seafra grumbled
"Anything else?" She asked unimpressed.
((That moment when you log on and realised you missed all of the rp………..))
Seafra opened his mouth to answer, but before he could, the tune of Uptown Funk broke through the air. He sighed and pulled out his phone. "Do you mind?"
(You can just say you're with me bro, its fine.)
((That moment when you log on and realised you missed all of the rp………..))
(Don't worry about it! :3 We can slip you in if you want >w<)
Alex shrugged "go ahead."
(Yeah, we can say that you're with me and I can speed you up on what we're doing.)
He held the phone up to his ear, and his exasperated expression faded instantly to one of tiredness. "Yes? Well, tell him to leave you alone…I see….fine, I don't want either of you talking to each other for a hour, okay? Make dinner, and then go to bed. You'll be better in the morning. I'll be home as soon as I can…yes, alright. Love you, goodnight."
He hung up.
"Apologies."
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