Vincent Amorason (quitethecharmer) wrote,
@ 2010-10-26 15:13:00

Flashback: After the battle for Asgard
The day had been won, and the Golden Realm was secure for however long a peace could last. For the immortals, it was the usual cycle, Vincent supposed, but for him, it had been momentous. He had been called to stand with the realm of his birth, and he had answered it, however conflicted he had felt when standing before Lord Odin.

More than that, to have been personally recognized by Lord Thor? It was mind-blowing.

He made his way about the hall, hoping to find Moira or Danielle and see that they were well.

Passing by one particularly rowdy area, he bumped into someone. (It was a party, everyone was bumping into someone, but this was actually enough to knock him down.)

(Damn mixed heritage.)

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	quitethecharmer 2010-10-26 06:07 pm UTC (link)
	He furrows his brow at her unease, but smiles as her own smile returns. "I will say it honestly. I take no joy in knowing I am to die alone, but there is too much of my life left to let that cast a shroud o'er all of it." He takes up another mug of mead, raising to her. "To the living, and to living." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	eagleofthebow 2010-10-26 06:15 pm UTC (link)
	She was not happy. Even with the victory Aridis was still feeling rather grim. "We all die alone, Richardson. It is the one thing we all have in common," Aridis says softly. She takes another mug and nods in agreement. "To the living." (Reply to this)(Parent)