Mr Celtic Enigma
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- Posted: Tue, 13 May 2014 20:44:01 +0000
- tab Asgard? What is Asgard? Also if your Uncle needs help I would be happy to heal him on the way to your destination. My my, she was a persistent one. Ryon's stride towards the base nearly came to a halt when he heard the female continue to talk. Clearly unaffected by his insults and warnings. Either she had one hell of a backbone and a tolerance to muscled men, or she was hiding a dark secret about her inner talents. If Ryon was a mind reader or could tell what affinity to power she had, he'd be able to find out just what she was all about. However, he was simply a god with an ego, a weather manipulative talent and an enchanted battleaxe. Among other things, really. But that was just the basics. In this case however, Ryon could tell that the female was interested in a 'walk and talk' kind of scenario. Surely if she was able to bypass through his verbal offenses, she had a misdemeanor that would be of interest for the time being. Looking down at his unconscious uncle, Ryon hadn't addressed where the injury was or even how or why his uncle was temporarily slain. However, he did figure that immediate medical attention was a high priority and SHIELD had both a medical facility and a place to put his uncle for safe keeping.
tab "Asgard of of the homeland to which I was born and raised. It is a home to which sees many fierce and loyal warriors. A land filled with flourishing landscapes and crystal clear waters. A biome that sees the comfort of the sun and the imagination of cloud shapes. A place where there is of no toxic air or mechanical trickery as this world depends upon. You will find no such clothing as these mortals wear on a daily occurrence. You will see buildings adorned in gold, a bridge as fluorescent as the rainbow and a civilization dressed in armor. Our women are of the most beautiful in all the realms. Our men are of the toughest caliber in history. We are gods and goddesses who defend our homeland and are proud to call ourselves Asgardians". Feeling as if that was an acceptable response to offer towards the female's request of what Asgard was, Ryon was content. However, he had failed to address the secondary comment in regards to healing his uncle as Ryon himself hadn't known what fell his uncle ill in the first place. "I would ask that you do such a thing to prolong his health for minutes longer. However, I do not know to which or what reasoning caused my uncle to have fallen".
tab "So was it combat injuries, maybe a spell? I don't see anything that is like a Malboro around here but since this place is different there might be something like it with the ability of casting ailments onto others?". Malboro? Ryon did not recall such a word. The idea of a combat injury was convincing, but the thought of Loki, the trickster and spell caster being thwarted by a spell himself? Doubtable. "It is safe to assume his injuries would be met by that of a weapon or of combat. My uncle is a master spell caster and expert trickster. No one has been able to outcast him in a battle of spells and very little, if not a miniscule few have had the success of landing a suitable blow upon him. Whichever being or beast that has caused my uncle such fell consciousness, shall not be taken lightly. If you feel inclined to guess to which injury my uncle has been suffered to enduring, I am apt to trust you for the time being". Ryon's forward momentum had slowed to a more brisk pace as he adjusted his uncle under his arms once more for comfort. It wasn't that his uncle was heavy. It was simply that of Ryon not being used to carrying people in his arms for such an extensive time.
tab Ryon now had the option to allow his uncle to be unraveled from his cape-covered cocoon and be treated medically from this stranger. Or, Ryon could test his uncles chances of survival by taking him to the SHIELD base which was only a good three minutes away now. As a matter of fact, Ryon could even see the recognizable scenery of barren grass and building fragments now. A conflict of interest had broke out in his mind. While he wanted his uncle to survive, he doubted the injury was that severe. Where as he thought about allowing this stranger to help him, he didn't know what she was truly going to do to his uncle. The essential 'don't trust strangers' mindset had stuck true in his mind and he simply continued to walk beside this female for the extent of the destination path. I'm Suzumie Crescent of Etro. Now she introduces herself. Ryon had wished such an introduction had been made earlier. Without the running towards him and the uncomfortable start of their conversation that is. "Ryon Thorson, of Asgard. Son to the God of Thunder and Goddess of War. Brother to a powerful warrioress". Most likely the first time he had ever addressed himself as that.
tab Sure it was quite an official introduction, without a handshake. But the fact that he had included his father in that introduction and sister still caused a slight tinge of uncomfortability. He had gotten over his sibling jealousy eventually, but the overbearing fact that his father was hardly relevant or around in his life was undoubted. Two minutes until he would reach the SHIELD base of sorts caused Ryon to slowly pick up his pace more. Making frequent checks upon his uncle to make sure there was still a pulse and a rising or falling of breath. It would seem that they both had a clear path towards the base, but not for long. Out of thin air, a table full of random food and drinking assortments would make itself appear many feet in front of them. Such a table that had a table cloth draped close to the ground, if not kissing the top of the sidewalk slabs. This reveal would slow Ryon's motion as he now became cautious, even more so when the table quickly raced towards him and this female. He had quickly sidestepped to not make impact with the table, and was not pleased at the sight one bit. Luckily however, the table had stopped between him and the female.
tab Only seconds had went by before the teacups and drinking assortments had burst and erupted into visual displays of sparks and projectiles shooting skyward. Ryon had been caught off guard completely and stepped back with a far greater distance from the table. Such projectiles having been flown skyward were now bursting in the clouds with aesthetically amusing displays of explosive colorization. Greetings, young ones. We hope you remain careful with that tea. It's a tad excitable The trickster behind such a display had made himself known a mere few milliseconds later as Ryon had immediately began to remember the man from long ago. He hadn't known if the man was merely a clown, or a spell caster such as his uncle. However, he was not in the right mindset to adhere to playing such games. "What source of trickery is this? What has caused you to want to startle me and nearly awaken my uncle?" Ryon demanded, around the same moment a younger male figure had started to jog over. This male seemed far more calm and respectable however. G'morning. Unaware of this man, Ryon simple nodded in acknowledgement cautiously.
■ LOCATION | Sidewalk (1 min. from SHIELD Base)
■ ATTIRE | Asgardian Armor | Cape | Balestarius
■ WITH | Loki; Mac/Maci; Chester; Suzumie
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