_{The act of making a decision such as this was… different. Not in a bad way, but rather, it was a challenge to actually accept that fact that he was actually being given a choice. For the last few years, whatever choices he had were based upon what he’d done, and who he was ( at leas tin his mind ).}

_{So, he stayed away from anything that could even make him content. Doing so… was easier than facing the moment when everything would ultimately go down hill. It was the moment that someone of his family either showed up or he, himself, managed to ruin whatever decency he actually had at the time.}

_{“I want a fight,” he said, flipping through some of the pamphlets, and glancing over them. “A real fight…no holds bared, no holding back, and no stopping it. Not until i’m done or have been beaten.” He knew he wouldn’t get it – knew that Thor wouldn’t go for it, but… Ky wanted it. No, he didn’t exactly want a fight, but he desired one. Not just due to the fact it would let him cure that itch of his… no, there was more to it. He wanted to prove ( to everyone ) he could handle himself.}

_{Ky then stopped glancing at the pamphlets as he grabbed one; a cruse ship to Alaska. There were two reasons this… for one, the area was going to be cold – or he hoped was cold. He always enjoyed sub zero temperatures and for two? Well, if Thor wanted to take him someplace… he wanted it to be the furthest away from any civilization. It didn’t matter if it was on Earth or otherwise… if Thor wanted to take him somewhere? Ky wanted to make sure that they’d be far away from everyone who’d try to cut it short.}

_{“Someplace cold,” he said, tapping on the pamphlet for a few moments. “Very cold.” He wasn’t going to get into the details, but he’d hoped he wouldn’t have to in all reality. At least for the moment.}

_{// @fryordie xxx}