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Vincent Amorason ([info]quitethecharmer) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-02-21 08:07:00


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Entry tags:asleif, team - defenders, team - fantastic four, vincent vernard

Walking The Realm
He'd been gone a very very long time. Not so long by the standards of Asgardians, or even by the standards of many of Midgard, but for Vincent Amorason Richardsson, having half his blood of mortal stock and only eighteen years to walk the worlds, a very long time indeed.

The Golden Realm was largely unchanging, even in the aftermath of such battle. It's architecture, the palpable hum of magic and divinity, the ever-present sensation of metal and beasts of war. It was almost suffocating, for one used to the ever-changing city of New York. It was a comfort to him to have Asleif accompanying him as he ventured out into it again, finally released from custody by the healers. The experience was humbling. For those who noticed him at all, he seemed to be regarded with a mixture of confusion and wariness. His form was frail by comparison to others, even if others could not 'sense' his mixed heritage. Frailty was not something that was allowed to thrive in Asgard, even among the ranks of mages rather than warriors.

He kept his head high as he walked alongside her. If anyone had anything to say to him, they held it for now. He seemed to be able to go about his business unmolested. All the better, for there were a precious few individuals he wished to visit while he was here, for however long he was here.



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[info]nextgen_parent
2010-02-21 08:32 pm UTC (link)
If Vincent was frail, the wife of the Prince of the Wolves was decidedly moreso, when in her strictly human form.

In addition to their fatalities, the wolves had incurred a few too many serious injuries for the pack to return to the forest immediately. So they waited in and around the city rather than leave anyone behind.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2010-02-21 10:47 pm UTC (link)
Vincent spotted the shock of red hair and his face immediately lit up. He didn't quite bolt, as he was still recovering, but he moved towards her with all possible speed.

"Lady Rahne!" He hugged her without thinking twice.

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[info]nextgen_parent
2010-02-21 11:30 pm UTC (link)
Rahne blinks for a moment before she puts together scent and what the girls have mentioned.
"Vincent! So good to see ye, lad. Och, you've certainly grown."

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[info]quitethecharmer
2010-02-21 11:53 pm UTC (link)
He smiles and takes a step back, leaning heavily on the walking stick he'd acquired, giving her a polite bow for the sake of respect.

"Thank you, milady. You yourself are lovelier than ever." He waves Asleif over towards them as well. "I'm sure you know my friend." He grins, then nods a bit more solemnly. "I'm glad you survived the battle; and as I have heard no mention of ill fate from Danielle, I assume Lord Hrimhari has endured as well."

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[info]godlierthanthou
2010-02-22 12:12 am UTC (link)
Asleif bowed her head slightly as she approached. "A pleasure, milady."

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[info]nextgen_parent
2010-02-22 12:16 am UTC (link)
"Hrimhari and our bairns are all well enough. Not all our people were so lucky, I'm afraid."

She smiles and nods politely. "Hello, Aslief. How is Halbjorn?"

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[info]quitethecharmer
2010-02-22 12:23 am UTC (link)
Vincent nods sympathetically. "My sympathies for your losses, Lady Rahne."

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[info]godlierthanthou
2010-02-22 12:27 am UTC (link)
"And mine as well," Asleif said. "But mine brother art recovering at pace. He shalt be fine before long at all."

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[info]nextgen_parent
2010-02-22 12:46 am UTC (link)
"Thank ye. And I'm very glad to hear it. The lad's luck canna last forever."

"Something the 'lad' doth know full well, My Love," Hrimhari says as he approaches, nodding to Aslief. "Well met, Cousin. Hello, Vincent."

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[info]quitethecharmer
2010-02-22 03:04 am UTC (link)
Vincent smiles, happy to see the wolf prince as well. He bows again. "Lord Hrimhari. It has been a long time, by my reckoning at least."

He turns back to Rahne. "And to my understanding, Lord Halbjorn eagerly awaits the day his luck runs out." He smiles, shrugging.

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[info]godlierthanthou
2010-02-22 07:30 pm UTC (link)
"Well met, cousin," Asleif returned.

"I hath often told mine brother the same thing. Skilled may be he, but he doth take too many chances with his life."

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