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       "-- You might not want to get any closer."

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     "It's nice to see there are still some sensible people... What's your name?"

"I wasn’t planning on it." 

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ablackwidowsbite

   “I wouldn’t come any closer if I were you.”

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"Well, I just didn't want to inadvertently kill anyone but I guess that's your prerogative. Free will and all."

"I think I can judge that for myself, thank you."

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mxrkcarter

   “I wouldn’t come any closer if I were you.”

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mademoisellepeggy​

    "I wouldn't come any closer if I were you."

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         Asgard.

It hadn't been long since she had last visited. It smelled of metal and blood and reeked of bad intentions. She carried more souls out of that realm than she had in a while. Asgardians weren't ones to die so easily.

And now-- now, things were getting interesting.

Her hood covered her face. Her mortal face, that is. In her true form, she would decimate galaxies... That wasn't any fun, however.

A guard was about to protest to her entering with her face covered, when she raised her head to stare him down. He stopped in his tracks and she proceeded. She'd rather not accidentally remove someone's soul today by getting too close.

Ahh. There he is, upon his throne... the banished King.

A new king sat upon the throne of Asgard.

A Trickster; a God who had once been a fugitive of the Nine Realms. The one that no one ever expected to rule over them. The had expected the proud thunderer to someday be their king when the Allfather passed, but he had renounced his claim to throne while Loki was still hidden away and believed dead.

Asgard was not happy with such a development, but there was nothing that they could do to change it. And at this point, grief still had hold of the hearts of many an Asgardian. The realms had yet to be burnt to the ground and for now, they just had to accept Loki’s rule.

But something seemed off to the king on that day and his body was tense as he sat on the throne; the only other living souls in the room were those of the men who would lay down their lives protecting him if need be.

But that was about to change.

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Their shoulders nearly touched.

         Idiot.

"Hey — watch where you’re going."

             She didn’t mean for it to come out harsh. It was just for their own good.

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Their shoulders nearly touched.

          Idiot.

"Hey -- watch where you're going."

              She didn't mean for it to come out harsh. It was just for their own good.