an eye roll. he hated holidays. hated them enough that he locked himself inside a hotel room to avoid them. actually, he did that often, but that was quite honestly besides the point.  “uh-huh,” he said, leaning back in the chair. “just leave me out of it – you know how much i despise holidays.”

// @becameapyre xxx

  “I once heard the saying ‘with great power comes great responsibility’,” he said, even changing his tone  of voice to fit the act. “However,  I consider it horse shit. With great power comes… greater power.”

// @thc-wrong-side-of-heaven

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“Sneaking around at night is one thing,” he said, gesturing to the area they currently stood in. “This is another.” Even Ky knew that it was dangerous to be in this side of town at night. 
   However, the reason he was here was not entirely similar to her own – someone had called for him. As for why? He didn’t know nor did he think that little piece of information was important for the moment. In truth, all it meant for him was  it dragged himself out of his hotel room, and that was a good thing… most of the time.
     “You should get out of here.”

// @youcantknowthat   xxx

“I liked you better when you were… unworthy.” At least then, Ky could stand to be around the other, but now? It was like nails on a chalkboard. It was getting to the point where every moment near Thor was excruciatingly painful.

“It’s true, you may not ever see a side that has us as… allies, but you need to decide on where you stand.” Not that Ky cared –  he just needed to see if his current plans would work. If not, he’d have to make another plan, but truth be told, he had hoped deep down they could have come to some… arrangement.

“If you force me to leave, i’ll take it as you’re siding with them,” disgust spread across his  features  as he took a step forward. “I’d advise you to chose your next words very carefully, Odinson. Lest you regret them.”

// @fryordie xxx

« text sent »

CONTACT ID: MUTT

⌲ IF I AM ABLE TO BEST THE BEGINNING OF YOUR BLOODLINE
⌲ A TINY HALFBREED SUCH AS YOURSELF WOULD BE NO MORE A CHALLENGE THAN A BOOT CHALLENGING AN ANT
⌲ YOU WOULD NOT SURVIVE A DUEL WITH ME KY’LAR
⌲ IF YOU LICK MY BOOTS, I MIGHT YET LET YOU LIVE


[ TEXT→ THOR]: We would have to see.
[ TEXT→ THOR]: You might be many things.
[ TEXT→ THOR]: Prat among them.
[ TEXT→ THOR]: However, I doubt you’d last long in a true fight.
[ TEXT→ THOR]: And I don’t lick boots.
[ TEXT→ THOR]: Not now.
[ TEXT→ THOR]: Not ever.

// @stormharbinger xxx