Seneca watches the scenery, flying by the window, his eyes tracing it. A sudden unshiftable urge seeming to surge over him, a urge that made him wish that he could be anywhere but on this train. Yes he was not currently in trouble but still. He could not seem to shake the sudden feel that this...
Seneca watches him with a small nod apon hearing his words, "Well that is to be expected, I doubt you could take anoyone from any of the districts, do alll this to them and then ask them if they were scared, and they would say no. There would be some who would try to hide it and say they were...
Seneca watches him closly, eyes narrowing a little bit as he does so. But still at the same time he remains quiet and not saying a word. It does not feel like the right time to start talking to him, after all this train is full of devoted capitol supporters. One wrong move or word infront of...
Seneca looks at him with a small smile, moving to sink down into a chair as they start to talk. Not wanting to get involved with all this just yet. After all against all the others he was the outsider of the group here, well in the sence that he was not the one who fussed over his outfit, or...
Seneca wakes just as the warm morning light is starting to stream in, casting its warm rays across his face. He does not linger like he usually does, wishing that he was anywhere but here and does not have to face the day. Instead he gets up almost at once, feeling strangely awake and prepared...
Sitting there at his desk, tapping his nails a little bit one the smooth surface. Not even paying attention to what he is doing at this point. His mind is starting to wander a little bit now, on what or how it could progress into the tour. Would he even be allowed to be shown that much, they may...
Loki watches her, the cold look that had been lurking evasively in the depths of his eyes before. Seems to have vanished, the fact that someone wes treating him with kindness was something that made the prince smile back. There was something, and maybe it was the fact that they now seemed to...
The air circling the room was cool and clear, it was all filtered he suspected like most things in this place. It all seemed too fake and dressed up, yes he was alright and alive, but this place was making him feel weirs. The whole pretence of it all, and how everyone just sat there, watching...
It had all become blurred, thats the first thing the price had knows apon awaking. His head had been throbbing, feeling like it was about to burst open. But the prince had tried to battle through it. Apon getting to his feet, trying to get a grip of his surroundings, he had seen nothing but...
(that alright)
Loki is unable to help himself, he lets a small sigh pass his lips, lifting his head up a little to look over at her. "But I know they would, ts what happened before when I tried to tell someone, they just called me mad and walked out on me.". His eyes trail down to stair at the...
Loki's eyes fall apon the blood, stained there against the white. It is strange to see, since most would think that the bright crimson stain, would rather be blue than the darkness that it is. Since he is jotun, and most of the others blood, is certainly not as red and not crimson like him...
Loki takes a deep breath as he speaks. He cant not deny telling her even this, the smallest piece of information about his dream. It felt hard and almost like every part of him was screaming in defiance, for him just to sit there, to refuse her help. That it would not do them any good, but then...
He waits biting his tongue a little bit, fighting back the urge to say something again, to finish what he was going to say to her. He does not want to seem weak for an admitting how he felt, after all if she despises him a lot. She could potentially use his words to expose him, or to make him...
Loki stares at her for a momment, his heart racing a little more now. There is still no sence of shame lurking within him though. It had always been something he has been unable to feel verry much of. Now here he was standing there in the throne room, and yet there was still a slight sence of...
Loki’s heart is thudding in his chest, so hard it hurts a little bit. His eyes are wide as he stares down at the floor. There Is a slight sense of shock that seems to emanate from him. He had guessed what his father was going to do, but still for him to actually do it, and when they were in the...
The prince’s eyes flick away from her, moving slowly over to his father, he can see him standing there beside him. There is a lot of utter fury reflected there on his face. It could not be clearer that he is furious with him, and there is the everlasting thought that Loki knows, nagging at his...
Taking a slow deep breath, the prince looks over. There is a odd feeling starting to build up in his chest, It felt a lot like guilt and he supposes thats what it is. IT is strange since its something he does not often feel. And he is not even sure what he is feeling the guilt for, maybe it was...
Hearing her words, the princes lips curve up into a small smile as he stares up at her. Humour seeming to rise up inside him, as he finishes speaking and stands there lips sealed, and silent .A glint in his eyes at her words.
But almost as soon as it was there it vanishes, the look in his eyes...
A ugly look forms on laufeys already scarred face, It is the sort of look that no words can describe, the utter fury and anger that seems to emanate from him as he stares back at his son. Its the sort of feel that if his skin could turn red, it would be the brightest at the present moment. How...
A small smile curls onto the princes lips as he watches her enter, seeing the food is another thing as well. It has been so long since he had eaten something that could be classed as proper food. Looking at her as she aproatches, he nods a little bit "I Know and im sorry that i was not here".
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