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<blockquote data-quote="Ductus" data-source="post: 6979648" data-attributes="member: 6668803"><p><strong>It's a brand new day.</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>Pain</strong> </p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">~This must be Father's doing. What have I done to earn his <em>"punishment"</em> now?</span></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">How could Mother let him do this to me. What kind of <em>"brother"</em> would stand idly by as his kin suffers?</span></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">One day this will come to an end. And they will learn the price of playing favorites among their children.~</span></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000"></span></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">~Is this what it feels like to die?~ </span> *Loki grits his teeth*</p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">~No, they would not even allow me that dignity.</span></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">They would have no one to toy with, no one to dance to amuse them.~</span> </p><p></p><p>Gasping for air, for a moment of reprieve, for a lapse in this ceaseless agony. It doesn't come. </p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">~Endure! Survive! I am not weak! They are nothing! They will pay!~</span> </p><p></p><p>Screaming, roaring, and a thunderous howl. Infinite aching. Hopelessness. </p><p>Blinding light. Numbness, at last. Pins and needles. Coldness creeps in to replace the numbness. </p><p>*Unable to repress his body's natural function, he begins shivering uncontrollably from the extreme temperature*</p><p>*He manages a weak chuckle, through the pain, as the sharp cold clears his mind*</p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">~Cold. Welcome, my old friend. My lover. With you, we will teach them the meaning of despair~</span> </p><p></p><p>*Blood pulses erratically, heart pounding wildly, feeling barely warmer than the ice which has fallen away*</p><p>*Ice cracks and flakes, in response to the tremors from his limbs*</p><p>*Lifting his hands, he stares at his flesh. The color of a frozen corpse. It remains unchanged from the day he was born. The palest blue of arctic ice.*</p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">~I am alive. As long as I yet live, vengeance will be mine. When I am done with them, all my suffering shall be repaid to every one of them. Every slight. Every insult. Every wound. Every injury. Every cruel joke. Every laugh. *<strong>EVERY</strong>* indignity.~</span></p><p><span style="color: #B22222">~*<strong>EVERY</strong>* *<strong>SINGLE</strong>* *<strong>ONE</strong>*~</span></p><p></p><p>*Shaking, he rises, with determination*</p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">~This war is far from over. And a new battle has just begun~</span> </p><p></p><p>*After several slow, shallow, breaths, he surveys the scene with an uneasy gaze. His eyes eyes flit from one thing to the next, trying to gain comprehension from his surroundings. To determine a way to move forward to his next victory*</p><p></p><p>*Clearing his throat, he disgorges a chunk of ice that had been lodged in his esophagus. Flecked and mottled with blood and mucus torn from his throat as it dislodged, Loki blasts the icy discharge with eldritch power, almost as an afterthought*</p><p></p><p><span style="color: #FF0000">~Leave nothing behind. Leave no trace by which you may be tracked, or body part which may be used to scry you.~</span></p><p></p><p>*He whistles softly, imitating a snow bird. Cocking his head for a time, he seems almost disappointed at the lack of response. Noticing a lump within the nearby snow, he works to clear the mound, unearthing his equipment. Quickly drawing on his clothes, the temperature near his skin rises, however slightly, as his feet settle within his boots. After dressing, he draws his cloak from his pack, twisting and turning it with a single flourish. Gone is the vibrant forest green, replaced by a deep midnight black. With the passing of the cloth in front of him, his skin pinkens, softening his angular cheeks. Cheeks rounding, nose shortening, his facial features move quickly to a familiar form. Idly brushing snow from his pants, he looks down to ensure he is leaving no foot prints from the blast zone. Magical energy gathers around him. The fine hairs on his body stand out slightly, as several nearly inaudible thrums pass over him, and away from his body. Gripping his head in response to the pain the effort has caused, he barely manages to avoid falling to his knees. The pain fades, and eventually passes, but not soon enough. Gathering his pack once more, he glances around one last time. A mere fraction of a moment later, he vanishes from normal sight completely*</p><p></p><p>*the gentle sound of labored breathing floats through the air, from no apparent source, as Loki sets forth to find shelter. Chewing idly on frozen jerky, he contemplates his next strategy*</p><p></p><p>[gm]While contemplating, you hear a slight *ding* noise, as if a needle were dropped onto a table surface. It came from behind you, the direction of the black standing stone.[/gm]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ductus, post: 6979648, member: 6668803"] [b]It's a brand new day.[/b] [B]Pain[/B] [COLOR=#FF0000]~This must be Father's doing. What have I done to earn his [I]"punishment"[/I] now? How could Mother let him do this to me. What kind of [I]"brother"[/I] would stand idly by as his kin suffers? One day this will come to an end. And they will learn the price of playing favorites among their children.~ ~Is this what it feels like to die?~ [/COLOR] *Loki grits his teeth* [COLOR=#FF0000]~No, they would not even allow me that dignity. They would have no one to toy with, no one to dance to amuse them.~[/COLOR] Gasping for air, for a moment of reprieve, for a lapse in this ceaseless agony. It doesn't come. [COLOR=#FF0000]~Endure! Survive! I am not weak! They are nothing! They will pay!~[/COLOR] Screaming, roaring, and a thunderous howl. Infinite aching. Hopelessness. Blinding light. Numbness, at last. Pins and needles. Coldness creeps in to replace the numbness. *Unable to repress his body's natural function, he begins shivering uncontrollably from the extreme temperature* *He manages a weak chuckle, through the pain, as the sharp cold clears his mind* [COLOR=#FF0000]~Cold. Welcome, my old friend. My lover. With you, we will teach them the meaning of despair~[/COLOR] *Blood pulses erratically, heart pounding wildly, feeling barely warmer than the ice which has fallen away* *Ice cracks and flakes, in response to the tremors from his limbs* *Lifting his hands, he stares at his flesh. The color of a frozen corpse. It remains unchanged from the day he was born. The palest blue of arctic ice.* [COLOR=#FF0000]~I am alive. As long as I yet live, vengeance will be mine. When I am done with them, all my suffering shall be repaid to every one of them. Every slight. Every insult. Every wound. Every injury. Every cruel joke. Every laugh. *[B]EVERY[/B]* indignity.~[/COLOR] [COLOR=#B22222]~*[B]EVERY[/B]* *[B]SINGLE[/B]* *[B]ONE[/B]*~[/COLOR] *Shaking, he rises, with determination* [COLOR=#FF0000]~This war is far from over. And a new battle has just begun~[/COLOR] *After several slow, shallow, breaths, he surveys the scene with an uneasy gaze. His eyes eyes flit from one thing to the next, trying to gain comprehension from his surroundings. To determine a way to move forward to his next victory* *Clearing his throat, he disgorges a chunk of ice that had been lodged in his esophagus. Flecked and mottled with blood and mucus torn from his throat as it dislodged, Loki blasts the icy discharge with eldritch power, almost as an afterthought* [COLOR=#FF0000]~Leave nothing behind. Leave no trace by which you may be tracked, or body part which may be used to scry you.~[/COLOR] *He whistles softly, imitating a snow bird. Cocking his head for a time, he seems almost disappointed at the lack of response. Noticing a lump within the nearby snow, he works to clear the mound, unearthing his equipment. Quickly drawing on his clothes, the temperature near his skin rises, however slightly, as his feet settle within his boots. After dressing, he draws his cloak from his pack, twisting and turning it with a single flourish. Gone is the vibrant forest green, replaced by a deep midnight black. With the passing of the cloth in front of him, his skin pinkens, softening his angular cheeks. Cheeks rounding, nose shortening, his facial features move quickly to a familiar form. Idly brushing snow from his pants, he looks down to ensure he is leaving no foot prints from the blast zone. Magical energy gathers around him. The fine hairs on his body stand out slightly, as several nearly inaudible thrums pass over him, and away from his body. Gripping his head in response to the pain the effort has caused, he barely manages to avoid falling to his knees. The pain fades, and eventually passes, but not soon enough. Gathering his pack once more, he glances around one last time. A mere fraction of a moment later, he vanishes from normal sight completely* *the gentle sound of labored breathing floats through the air, from no apparent source, as Loki sets forth to find shelter. Chewing idly on frozen jerky, he contemplates his next strategy* [gm]While contemplating, you hear a slight *ding* noise, as if a needle were dropped onto a table surface. It came from behind you, the direction of the black standing stone.[/gm] [/QUOTE]
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