selfimage: — ɢᴀʀʙᴇᴛᴛ — (Here comes the night.)
nerd baby ([personal profile] selfimage) wrote 2016-04-22 05:12 pm (UTC)

My father was somewhere in there, so I went to go find him.

[ a pause, and then a knit of his brow. he crosses his arms over his chest, as if he's mulling something over. ]

I thought Thor was mad to think that our small sister had survived whatever monstrous punishment the angelic queen could have wrought upon a child. He never stopped believing she was alive. It's very strange ...

[ and then a longer pause. ]

My grand double-cross, my traitorous exploits, the destruction of the fleet of angels, were on his whims. Even bringing my father back to Asgard, which was an awful decision, was to prove Thor right.

And he was. Our sister was among the angels, all of them unknowing of her Asgardian heritage. She had almost taken Thor's head off with her bare hands, I thought they were going to kill each other.

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