-sighs- My sisters have never tried to have me murdered, but I suppose that makes some degree of sense. You are far too forgiving, Baldur, even for a God of Peace.
You know how it is in Valhalla. We play hard, kill things, what have you. -waves a hand airily- Loki gets carried away with his own machinations often. I tend to be the one who gets the short end of the stick because of it. It’s not in my nature to retaliate in kind. Fueling the fire would only end in my ship being burned with me on it once again.
Yes, you’re right, of course. You do your job honorably. Still, I look forward to the day he gets what he deserves. Again. Once was not enough.
That day is welcome, but with much sadness on my part. I am not in a hurry to lose my Lord Father, Atropos. Perhaps you can understand my desire to not rush things. All in good time, and I am fine with that.
If it makes you feel any better. I’m sure the coward you call brother will find a way to wheedle out of Ragnarok as well. -frowns- Is it futile, then, to ask your family to set the wheel turning again?
Futility would involve not asking, wouldn’t you agree? If you do not ask, the answer will always be no. If I must rule without my family, I would prefer not to do it anytime soon. -evades talk of that event-Via The Unturning
Ah, so it was you on anon then.
Baldur, I find the fact that you’ve gone and apparently had relations with some -attempts to put it nicely- imitation of me more than a little off putting. So no, that anonymous messenger wasn’t me.
How long was I to suffer in agony over longing for you in my berth, pray tell?
Well you’re chances certainly just dropped from not likely to not a chance in Hel. Although I’m sure it no longer matters anymore so, whatever.
I will be perpetually interested in sharing an intimate moment with you.Via the queen conquers all
You’re a dick.
I learned that from my older brother. -gives a hard look-
-fights laughter and replies steadily- Thor isn’t much of a teacher of all things douchebaggery. I believe you enjoy that title all alone.Via Don't you ever presume to know what I am
Demeter laughed at his answer “Of course you would enjoy that among the many things available in the human relm. I more than most know exactly what they are capable of, having spent most of my time among them.” She grabbed a small piece of fruit and pooped it into her mouth, chewing quietly. “What do you do with your time, since you are here so often?”
"I am sure missing Persephone would lead you to spend time among the humans. They can be vastly entertaining, or so I am told. I spend little of my time worrying over them. They are inundated with enough supernatural beings without my continued presence. I prefer the clam of the sea. It soothes my nature," he stated. He continued to drink leisurely from his flute, taken with the presence of the fair goddess and her easy demeanor. He watched her plump lips with fascination as she the juice of the fruit she had eaten made them glisten. "I’m sorry if I bringing up your daughter is something I should not have done."
(Source: norsegodbaldur)Via I never wish to see another winter
I’m gonna be sick.
Is that you on anon, brother?
Hence why I thought it was you.
-silently passes a bucket to vomit in- Such a violent reaction to a bit of copulation.
It’s not the copulation that’s the problem, smartass. It’s who with. *shudders* That’s just wrong.
That’s what makes it feel so wonderful. -jovial grin-Via Don't you ever presume to know what I am
I call him by neither name. One is a lie and the other he doesn’t deserve. Unfortunately, his life is beyond my control. -purses lips, annoyed- His untimely resurrection saw to that. He’s one of many who should have stayed dead.
-raises one sleek eyebrow and quirks a rare smile- What has he done to have you so riled up, dear goddess? It is his nature, it would seem, to disturb the peaceful. -gives a long-suffering sigh- As I know only too well. Nevertheless, he is a brother of sorts to me, so I am glad of his return.
His very existence is what has me riled up. -lists off on her fingers- He turned his back on his proper place and destiny; became, of all things, a trickster; somehow convinced the Norns to let him in; consistently rewrote time for his own amusement; and finally, actively interfered in screwing with the Apocalypse. And then of course, on your end, there are all of the things he’s done to you. How could you possibly be glad that he’s back? I certainly am not.
He is my brother. -quietly replies with resoluteness- While that means little to him, it means everything to me. I agree that he is a complete wrecker of all things, but he’s never been shy about that. His title of trickster is well won, worn and known. Your own sisters must cause you the same pause and concern as my sibling.Via The Unturning
“Who was it, that was the last?” She watched him step over to the sideboard and set the food upon the table. “I will have what ever it is that you are having.”
“No one of great importance,” he evaded the question neatly. ”I usually have champagne.” He popped open the cork of a bottle of fine French champagne and poured the bubbly into a slender flute. He set the bottle down and returned to the sideboard to arrange his own plate of food. He returned and seated himself across from the goddess and layered a napkin in his lap. As he poured his own glass of champagne he continued the chat, “The humans do a few things well. I prefer this champagne to all the types Valhalla has to offer.” He raised his glass in toast. ”To good libations and better friends.”
She let the subject drop knowing an brush off, of answering when she saw one. She accepted the flute from him and raised it after him “To good friends.” She sipped at the champagne “Human do many things well, I spend much time among them and they amaze me with the things they create.”
Baldur lightly tapped his flute against Demeter’s and then took a swallow of the champagne. ”I’m not that much of a fan of the midgardians as others in my realm,” he replied. ”Although the virgins are quiet the delicacy,” he drawled with a small smirk, his eyes crinkling in amusement. ”They do create the most amazing things, however.”Via I never wish to see another winter
Soon. I promise. I won’t let that drop. She’s amazing, isn’t she? She got me all hot and bothered as well, anon.