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Post by John Kilroy on May 8, 2024 23:45:17 GMT -7
Note: This is after the Christmas party Carol's heart was heavy the Christmas party had ended early and on a sour note. This had been Carol's breaking point. After all those years of constantly getting kicked in the face mentally having to face traumatic event after traumatic event and every single teammate abandoning her, eventually enough was enough. She was now forced out of the Avengers and New York. Maybe at some point hopefully she'd be able to reconcile with everyone else but after years and years of things that were left unresolved, right now she needed to leave and reestablish her own space. but first, she had to pack and get her stuff removed. She decided it would be best to get rid of her liquor collection, in the state she was in at the moment if she kept her collection she'd fall off the wagon in no time flat. It was no secret that Carol had quite the collection...and problem with the drink. In fact, her's made Tony's seem minor in comparison. Weirdly enough liogically speaking she should not be able to get drunk, her metabolism should burn it all out in no time flat. what was weirder was that there were days where she was able to drink barrels of some of the strongest drinks in the known galaxies, and not feel a buzz, where others days she barely had the tolerance of the averagew woman her size. it was all mental and she knew it, and again, right now she was not in a good place mentally. So...for now, the drinks had to go. Dortuanitly for her she knew someone who'd be more than happy to take her warehouse-sized collection off her hands, a certain prince of Asgard. She had it all. From basic beers, to alien spirits that would give even the strongest Asgardian drinks a run for thier money...if you wanted a drink of some kind, chances were she had tons of it in her collection, it was just a matter of how much were you willing to sort through to find it. "Thanks for coming out here on such short notice Sugah" Carol said rubbing her head sheepishly. You can tell the Allfather that Ah'm offering all this as tribute. Ah'm tea totaling, and Ah figured you guys would have better use for it than Ah would. Feel free to take however much you want for yourself too."
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Post by Zeronone on May 9, 2024 11:26:41 GMT -7
Thor walked the halls of the Avengers Headquarters, Mjolnir hanging by its loop on his waist that swung slightly as he walked. He had been called to the quarters of the Avenger Carol. She said she had a gift for his father, and he was kind of curious what she would offer. It had been weird since he arrived, he expected many to be upset to learn that the Gods of the old world did in fact exist. But instead, he found himself highly welcomed and many of the Midgardian women sending him proposals for their marriage rituals. Stark had told him he shouldn't agree to them, and Thor was already married. The time they called Christmas he had been on Asgard for the Odens jakt, known to many as the Wild Hunt or Odins hunt. Odin led several of his kin to hunt a strong monster that had been raised then released. It was an old tradition and one Thor look forward too every year.
As he walked the halls, he looked at the several people that ran to and from their duties. Younglings who were doing the Internship for one day maybe being a part of the Avengers or heroes themselves. Some had true potential, his mind turning to a young lad he had met a few months back. A child capable of seeing and summoning monsters, he would need to find that lad once more. The child's power was dangerous and useful. During their conversation, he had spoken to the Midgard Serpent, hearing its voice. Something only thought that his brother, Loki could do. The fact the boy could release the Serpent and bring about Ragnarök on his own was troublesome to say the least. He figured an idea would be to let the other Avengers know and to bring him in, he was about to see Carol and that could be helpful.
As he entered the room, he saw Carol and raised a hand in greeting. "God morgon, Carol!"
He looked around the room, amazed at her personal collection of spirits. Asgard was known for the drink and his own cellar was an envy of even his brethren. This room would rank in the top ten easy of spirit rooms.
"Father will be very impressed by this tribute, friend Carol. I do not understand though, you are incapable of succumbing to the drink, and even if you could not. To get rid of such a collection."
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Post by John Kilroy on May 9, 2024 21:34:51 GMT -7
Carol sighed, "It depends on the mood Ah am. When Ah'm in that bright spite Ah can drink anything you put in front of me and not feel a thing. But...when I'm in a bad headspace, Ah'm barely above the normal woman my height and weight in terms of tolerance...and right now Ah'm in a bad headspace." Carol began to take bottles and put them into Asgardian Tribute Carts. "As of now, Ah'm officially no longer an Avenger." There was a hint of sadness in her voice but there was also frustration and that frustration just seemed to grow the more she spoke. "Ahh worked my tail end off for the Avengers, Ah tried my whole trying to be the emotional rock for just about everyone. When someone did something to get Uncle Sam's eyebrow raised, Ah put my reputation on the line to de-escalate the situation. But where was Everyone else when Ah was the one that needed to help, who was there for me?!? Where were the Avengers when Mystique used my face and killed my fiance....where were the Avengers when Marcus, mind controlled me raped me, forced me to give birth to him, and brainwashed me into leaving earth with him...w-where were you guys when Rogue nearly took my soul. and left me in a coma for YEARS Listen to me! I speak like her! At times I think like her, she's a permanent part of me now! Where were the Avengers then...where were the Avengers when McKenny..."
Tears started to fall from her eyes before she let out an enraged scream punching a hole in a nearby wall. Her fist seemed to ball into a permanent fist as she bitterly wept. "What am Ah supposed to do when Ah can't trust my friends to have my back when Ah needed them the most?!? It's not fair! Maybe every once in a while Ah'm the one that needs saving!" After bitterly weeping for a good 15 seconds, she wiped her eyes and looked back at Thor with a shamed look. "Ya see why having so many spirits around me might NOT be a good idea?"
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Post by Zeronone on May 14, 2024 6:18:44 GMT -7
Thor felt pity and sadness for his friend Carol, while they have worked together many times in the past, he was always wrapped up in his own problems to see that she had suffered and none of the ones who she had trusted had come to save her. He stepped forward, moving down to one knee he lowered his head.
"Friend Carol, I must apologize for my lack of friendship duties in the years. I have focused on my own issues and forgot to look outward at the hardships my friends were going through. While I am not all seeing I should have been there for you when you needed help the most. And for this, I apologize. It will not change anything that happened to you, but know I will always be a call away from now on. If you need my help, I will not fail you again. It is easy to forget that even though we are strong we are not unbeatable and immune to pain and hardship."
He looked up as he rose to his full height, his arm sweeping out to the liquor. "On behalf of my father, I accept your tribute. And for such a sacrifice a reward is earned. Come with me to Asgard for a bit, you need time away from the world and around people who you can feel comfortable to be yourself around. What you need is something to get all that aggression and pent up rage out, so."
He raised his hammer, pointing it at the woman in front, a grin forming, flashing pearly white teeth. "Carol of Danvers, I challenge you to a fight!"
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Post by John Kilroy on May 14, 2024 21:15:11 GMT -7
Carol couldn't help but smile. Thor was such a softy and seeing him so upset for her and being so determined to shoulder a burden he felt others failed at, made her regret saying anything to him. "Aww, it ain't your fault big guy, you're the prince and regent of another nation you've actually got enough on your own plate." She then wrapped her arms around him in a big bear hug. "But you are big ol fuzzy bear with a big heart. Don't ever change no matter what the world throws out you to try and drag you down." she then kissed him on the cheek. When Thor suggested she needed an outlet to get her rage out, and challenged her to a fight, she could not help but raise an eyebrow before. She had spared plenty of time before to let out a bit of pent-up energy but that look that Thor was giving was indicating something on a whole other level. She could not help but smile. "A fight, a real fight, no weapons no energy blast, and no holding back...All right, Ég samþykki!!" (OOC note: Translated from Icelandic: "I accept!") Carol's eyes widened as she realized she just blurted out her acceptance of Thor's challenge, perfectly in a Nordic language that she did not know fluently at all. "Um, sorry Ah don't know where that came from."
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Post by Zeronone on May 18, 2024 6:14:59 GMT -7
Thor hugged her back, on Asgard such showing of affection was normal and not seen with hidden meanings. His friend needed a hug, and he was happy to give her one. He returned the kiss to her cheek and stepped back. He could hear her heartbeat increase from the excitement of a challenging fight. Thor had seen that kind of pent-up rage before, had felt it himself many times. What she needed more than anything was a no holds barred throw down to get it all out and feel something again, even if it was rage.
"I assure you, friend Carol. I will not change, I will always stand strong when the nine realms need me, regardless of hardship I will stay worthy of Mjolnir."
His eyebrow lifted a little when she spoke in Icelandic, he understood it but was not aware that Carol spoke it. She had certainly never done so to him before. She seemed just as surprised which concerned him. But Mjolnir was not telling him anything negative about Carol.
"Then to Asgard we go, we shall take the Bi-frost. Better to go outside."
Thor led Carol outside to the open grounds, he raised Mjolnir to the sky.
"Heimdal, my friend. Two for the Bi-Frost and a tribute to Father."
The sky cracked with thunder which was followed by a beam of rainbow light. It slammed down on the two heroes and lifted them off the ground.
Thor and Carol would find themselves whisked through the sky, into space, and vanish. When the light faded, both were standing in an oval room. A large muscular man holding a two-handed sword bowed his head to Thor and then gave a welcoming smile to Carol before his eyes turned once more to gaze at only what he could see.
Thor walked out of the room and onto a massive rainbow bridge. On the other side, was a massive ancient city. Even from this distance one could see the great palace of Odin. Flying vehicles and chariots pulled by winged beasts moved through the air, the air was fresh and clean with a hint of something else. Thor walked across the bridge, leading Carol. Men and women both bowed their heads as Thor walked by, dressed from silk garments to furs. Each carried a wicked looking weapon from axes and hammers to swords and spears. One man carried what suspiciously looked like an RPG on his back.
"Welcome, Carol of Danvers to Asgard, home of the Asgardians and protectors of the nine realms."
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Post by John Kilroy on May 18, 2024 14:47:39 GMT -7
Carol stood in ah of the city of Asgard. It felt familar, yet different. It bore a striking similarity to cities in Sweden and Norway that she had seen in pictures, yet there was also somthing about the place that felt...well Mythical. “This city is absolutely beautiful by the way. Ah'm honored to be here.”
she couldn't help but be amused when literally every person in Asgard seemed to do what Americans would call open carry. "Seems like if anyone tried to invade this place, they'd have a heck of a time tying to do it. The whole place is like one giant militia. Then the mouth-watering smell of roasted meats, seared fish, and fresh mead hit her nose. She could see celebrating on the streets as the markets echoed with hustle and bustle. it almost felt like New York, but it was on a smaller slightly smaller scale and more open more open. That aroma of food and mead was starting to get to her though. "Maybe it was not a good idea to come here." Carol teased "Y'all are making me starve with that smell. Ah've been told the way to an Asgardian is through their fist or through their stomach. Is their any truth to that? Any rules or differences in customs that Ah need to be aware of? Ah don't want to draw any offense or ire as a foreigner.”
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Post by Zeronone on May 24, 2024 5:09:44 GMT -7
Thor threw back his head and laughed. His home of Asgard was like no place on Midgard or anywhere else for that matter. His hand curled around the handle of Mjolnir as he flashed Carol a smile. "We Asgardians live for battle, if someone has the courage to attack us here, they will be welcomed with a different Asgardian hospitality."
The prince of Asgard led Carol through the markets, his gaze sweeping over the people. Some waved and he waved back, bowed and he returned it, saluted in old Nordic and he responded in kind. Her statement made him chuckle. "Fear not, friend Carol. Our mead can be non-alcoholic if we desire. Contrary to popular belief, children did not drink mead with their parents and when they did it was not alcoholic. But the children usually preferred berry juice over it after sneaking their first drink of their fathers' cups."
Her next question had him thinking, while it was true the Asgardians loved a good fight, many of them were kind and understanding to outsiders. "Just be respectful and kind and all should be well, just don't challenge anyone's honor or insult them outside of flighting and all should be well. If you do feel like flighting, just make a few boasts loudly about yourself and you will find eager challengers. It is quite a fun experience."
As Thor talked, he turned down a different path, moving away from the main street toward the palace and instead towards a large open round building, almost as big as the palace itself. Eyes followed them eagerly, sensing something in the air.
"This is the Coliseum! We will fight tomorrow. Tonight, we feast and merry. We will announce our fight and give people time to get excited for it. Tomorrow, the stands will be packed."
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Post by John Kilroy on May 25, 2024 22:25:21 GMT -7
Carol could not help but smile. "Alright, so no telling Yo, Mama jokes unless they are directed at you'reself. got it." Carol could not help but look in aw ar the Nordic arena that towered over the town. She looked up in awe as she saw the giant metal bust of Odin in his horned helmet gazing down at anyone who came through the front entrance. It was as if the allfather himself was welcoming anyone spectator or challenger alike that wished to enter. "Eh they know you Thor but most Asgardians probably don't know a whole lot about me beyond any stories you might have told. Ah'm just going to look like some random Floosey unless..." she grinned "Ah'll be back." Carol Darted to the entrance of the Casino and saw a stranger man. The short man looked up. "Ho there. Don't think I've seen you in Asgard before. Welcome to Blóðhöllin. The place where warriors test their meddle and the spectators get some good old-fashioned Aesir violence. The Name is Brok I'm the one that makes most of the weapons with my brother, and I run this place. The people of Asgard come to me to make weapons and then they come here to test them. So, what can I do you for? you here to make a wager or two or are you a budding warrior looking to get some prestige." Carol smiled. "Ah'm looking for a fight. What is the biggest no-named creature you can put me up against?"Brokk put a finger to his chin. "Ah, so you want to prove you can run around with the Valkyrior eh? Looking to see if Odin will make you one maybe? Well if you technically speaking that'd be a kraken, but for a fight to prove your Valkyrior material, an ogre would be your best bet. I'll just scribble you down for a match and get you se..." "Ah want to take on a Kraken."
Brokk threw back his head and laughed. "Hahaha You got a good sense of humor kid! haha ahahah ha ha..." His eyes widened. "By Odin's beard, you mean it. Lady, if you want to go Valhalla you're already IN the place it's located. Let me paint a picture for you. A Kraken ain't your standard giant squid or even a giant octopus no matter what the Midgardians want to think. its size is so large that it eats ships and whales for breakfast. It's so large that its body is mistaken for land, it's mouth is mistaken for a giant hole in the sea, and its teeth for boulders. its so large that its movement can create whirlpools, it's got two massive claws that can tear apart the ocean floor of Midgard. Unless your name is Thor or Odin, you ain't taken on a kraken, not by yourself." Carol could not help but grin. "Wanna place a bet on that sugah?"
Brokk shook his head and chuckled. "IF you manage to beat a kraken, which let me make clear, you ain't doing, then I'll build you a set of armor and weapons at no charge." "Alright, you got a bet. But...Ah don't like killing animals for sport and then just waste everying. When I kill the Kraken Am I allowed to use it for meat?"
Brokk shook his head and chuckled once more. "Yeah, kid it's pretty common that if an Asgard warrior kills a great beast in Blóðhöllin, they cook parts of it for a feast thrown in their victory. Last time we had Kraken for dinner was over 500 years ago when a whole Squad of 12 Valkeries took on a kraken and they BARELY won by the skin of thier teeth, before that was 1000 years ago when Thor killed a Kraken, Now do you mean to tell me you think you're on the same Level with the Prince of Asgard?" "Not to toot mah horn but, yes."
"Then you're totally insane by all reasonable accounts, or you're an idiot." Brakk said bluntly. "But if you're really that insistent on dying, fine I'll sign you up for a fight with a Kraken. The people will get a kick out of watching you get smashed into a blood puddle in 5 seconds flat. What's your name lady and where are you from?" "Carol Danvers, of Earth."
Brokks eyes once again widened. "You mean to tell me that you're from...freaking....MIDGARD?!?" He slapped his palm against his face and dragged it down. "Já, þessi geðsjúka kona hefur dæmt sig til dauða." Still he set everything up as she requested. As he did so he saw Thor in the distance he began to shout with a booming voice like thunder. "Hey Thor! This Crazy Midgard lady thinks she can take on a freaking kraken!"
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Post by Zeronone on May 30, 2024 11:10:40 GMT -7
Thor watched Carol run towards the coliseum, she seemed very eager to make a name for herself here. He stopped at a stall near the great building and bought a leg of lamb, taking a bite. He was glad Carol seemed to be in a better mood since coming to Asgard. It seemed she needed to get away from Midgard for a while, something he could understand. He spent a lot of time away from Asgard because he felt cramped and boxed in here. He loved his people and his home, but here he was Prince Thor, God of Thunder. In Midgard he was Thor the Avenger, it felt different. The expectations were much less than Asgard demanded of him.
His head was tilted a little, listening to the conversation between Carol and Brok, the woman wanted to test her mettle and prove herself before the fight tomorrow. A fun addition and one he fully endorsed. His name was called and he waved, walking over while eating his lamb leg.
"Hei Brok!" He stopped in front of the Dwarf, looking between the two. Seeing the name of Carol and across from it the Kraken made him let out a hearty laugh and slap Carol on the back. " Well, looks like we will have a fine battle this evening. Makes me eager to give a show myself."
His blue gaze turned to Brok and flashed a smile. "I endorse her fight, friend. Besides, it is not our way to deny a warrior an honorable battle to prove themselves."
His finger went down a list of monster names before laughing. "Seems our monster exchange is going well, I spoke to Hercules some time back and he to others about a monster exchange program. The sent us some very promising specimens and we bred and raised them to fight in the Coliseum. Brok, I will take the Erymanthian Boar. Twas said that Hercules beat the monster by chaining it as his weapons had no effect. I on the other hand am looking forward to serving it for dinner at the feast."
One of the men nearby nodded and ran over to a massive, curled ram horn on a pole. Taking a deep breath, he blew into it. The sound echoed out and was sure it could be heard all over Asgard.
"The horn of challenge has been blown, friend Carol, prepare for a good battle."
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Post by John Kilroy on Jun 1, 2024 1:59:55 GMT -7
Brokk looked at Thor with a bit of curiosity as he seemingly endorsed the Fight between Carol and the Kraken, sure Thor was correct. It was not the way of the Asgardians to deny a warrior an honorable battle, but there was more to it than that. Brokk recognized the look that Thor was giving him. It was a look that said. “I know something about this woman that you don't, so stick around and you might be surprised. If Thor endorsed this woman, that meant something. “This may prove to be interesting after all, Well one Kraken for the Midgardian and a Cyclopse for the prince of Asgard.” Brokk grinned as Thor blue the horn. A midgardian alone was going to make attendance go up the roof. Add Thor to the mix and Brokk practically had silver in his eyes. “Alright, it’s going to take some time to get everyone to their seats. Your new to this midgardian so I’ll clue you in on a custom of ours. While I get people to their seats, a couple of the girls will direct you to the warriors longhouse, basically you’ll get served your own personal feast before the fight. Trust me when I say fighting on an empty stomach is a bad idea. You’d be surprised how many warriors go down due to being dehydration and an empty belly.” “Oh thank goodness, cause I’m starvin!”
Brokk laughed. “Hah! Sounds like you would get along well with Volstagg.Alright then I won’t keep you waiting.” The Dwarf ked Carol and thor to an underground area beneath Blóðhöllin the place looked like a giant Viking long house complete with long tables, animal mounts. There were two fountains on adjacent sides of the room one fountain had a statue that literally dispensed a endless amount of mead, not the alcohol free kind, while the other was a bulls head that had a limitless amount of ice-cold cows milk which freshness was everlasting. In truth this longhouse beneath the arena gave warriors a taste of what paradise in Valhalla would be like. “Wow.” Carol said. "This place seems nice. Got a real cozy vibe to it.”Brokk chuckled. “Now you see why people find Valhalla so appealing. The ladies will serve you momentarily. If you ever need more food or drink, all you got to do is throw your cup or plate down and shout Skal!” Carol raised an eyebrow. “Ain’t that a good way to smash them?”Brokk started to cackle. “Trust me sweetheart, this isn’t your Midgardian China that shatters into a million pieces by getting blown over by a stiff breeze. This is High-quality master-crafted dwarven iron. If it don’t past the smash test, it doesn’t make it to the table. Don’t know what all that prim and proper stuff they teach you in Midgard is about but trust me when I say leave it at the door.” Carol couldn’t help but smile. Asgard really did seem like a warrior’s paradise. Taking a seat next to Thor she wasted no time in digging into dish after dish, with great gusto. Plate after plate she devoured. Köttbullar (Meatballs) with mashed potatoes, creme sauce, and lingon, Pyttipanna, with two eggs and a side of beets, Leipäjuusto with cloudberry jam, Smalahove (Sheeps Head) with Rutabaga & Potatoes. She had lost count of how many plates she had consumed while in conversation nor did she really care. She was enjoying the freedom, the laughter, the warmness…the sense of belonging. Chugging yet, another cup of milk she let out a content sigh. “Sorry about the display of overindulgence their sugah, Ah guess…Ah guess Ah’ve just not been able to let loose like this in a long time. SKAL!!!”
“SKAL!” Other warriors in the longhouse, seemingly enjoying this new face from Midgard.
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Post by Zeronone on Jun 2, 2024 4:53:21 GMT -7
Thor laughed and slapped Carol on the back as he followed one of the hall maidens. "Tis to be a night of feasting and boasting, great tales and endless food. Come, let us enjoy the brotherhood before battle."
He took the spot at the head of a great table, warriors walked around and sat eating, fair and battle maidens moved from table to table, laughing and drinking as they made crude jokes with their male counterparts. One hitting a man who spoke through his drink and laying him out, the hall bursting into laughter before returning to their own conversations. Thor grabbed a large horn of mead and drank deeply, wiping his beard with his hand and throwing the horn to the ground with such force it rang out through the hall. "SKALD!!"
Several maidens moved quickly, heaping food in front of the Prince and his guest, horns full of mead were placed within hand reach and vacated. A woman with blonde hair, wearing armor and carrying a wicked looking straight sword moved through the halls. She was beautiful as the sun and as lethal as an ice dagger on a winters night. She stopped by Thor and bent down, kissing her husband and giving him some food before moving on.
Thor laughed and drank deep his cup and dug in. As the mead flowed, Thor looked up at Carol. Her laughter was echoing through the halls, so much different than the woman he saw this morning. His hand gripped a thick cup and brought it down, the halls grew quiet as Thor's blue gaze moved over each one. He brought the cup up and down again, and again, and again. Creating a rhythm, a smile growing as he let out a baritone sound. As he did, other cups joined his until the entire hall was mimicking his movements.
"Raise your horns into the air, there is plenty ale to share All are welcome, take a chair and sing a song loud and strong Men of war and men of care, maidens fierce and maidens fair Raise your horns into the air and sing a song loud and proud and strong sing loud and strong (Skål, skål) a toast and a thundering song ."
His voice echoed out, the halls shadows seemed to pull towards him as the fire flickered, the voices of the warriors and maids joining his.
"At the end of the eve', we'll be welcome and warm By a great roaring fire, our voices a storm In the warm timber halls, we will keep out the cold As we bellow and belt out these tunes full of soul Raise your horns into the air, there is plenty ale to share All are welcome, take a chair and sing a song loud and strong Men of war and men of care, maidens fierce and maidens fair Raise your horns into the air and sing a song loud and proud and strong sing loud and strong (Skål, skål) a toast and a thundering song"
His gaze moved to Carol, flashing his pearly white smile as the voices rose, the feeling of life reverberating through the halls.
"We're welcome and warm, our voices a storm Our voices, our voices a storm Raise your horns into the air, there is plenty ale to share All are welcome, take a chair and sing a song loud and strong Men of war and men of care, maidens fierce and maidens fair Raise your horns into the air and sing a song loud and proud and strong sing loud and strong (Skål, skål) a toast and a thundering song"
The song came to a long slow end, the people growing quiet before laughter rang out, people swinging and slamming their horns together as the song of Comradeship finished.
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Post by John Kilroy on Jun 3, 2024 1:17:37 GMT -7
"Who's the lady?" Carol asked smirking "*smash* SKAL!" she could not help but smile and sing along. She was surprised it was a song she recognized and even more surprised that Thor knew it. Either This was an Asgardian song that Mirlcleofsound discovered and did a cover of it, OR Thor was far more internet-savvy than she gave him credit for. When the music died down she felt a need to give an offering of song herself. But she couldn't think of a good song to offer, not one to express how she felt un her soul. She did know a tune, ironicall enough it was one from a video game that was also heavily inspired by The Asgardians and the Nordic people of earth. But she could not come up with lytics to express what she wanted to express. *Just sing what is in your heart. I'll guide your tongue.*
Carol took a deep breath and began to sing. her voice, was surprisingly melodious. 🎶 "Ahhhhhaaahaaa ahhhaaahhaaaahaa
Ahhhhhaaahaaa ahhhaaahhaaaahaa"
🎶"We Drink to our youth, to the days come and gone for the age of destruction is just about done. We'll drive out the darkness from this land that we own with our blood and our steel we'll protect our dear home
Til kamp og seier, la sangene våre ringe, to the Great Honored we drink and we sing. We're the Children of Asgard and we fight all our lives And should even death claim us Ragnarok we'll defy. For this land is ours and we'll see it wiped clean of the scourge that has sulled our hopes and our dreams."🎶 Many jaws within the halls dropped slightly as Carol sang in a voice not unfit for a Valkyrie but more surprising was the song that she was singing. Every Asier knew of Ragnorok, the end of the world. It would be a day of great glory...and dread. A futile battle that would result in the end of all things. The death of everyone...and everything. Yet this woman, this Midgardian sung of defying Ragnarök altogether. fighting on even after death, and essentially canceling the apocalypse Was such a thing even possible? Could such a fate be defied? Perhaps, perhaps not, but the melody filled their hearts with Joy and courage like a strong glass of mead.
The men began to bang thier fists and horns onto the tables providing a sort of percussion beat while chanting "Skal" rhythmical . The women in the hall, (Some of whom were Valkyries themselves) began to harmonize with her and soon the hall was once again filled with song.
🎶 "Til kamp og seier, la sangene våre ringe, to the Great Honored we drink and we sing. We're the Children of Asgard and we fight all our lives And should even death claim us Ragnarok we'll defy.
We Drink to our youth, to the days come and gone for the age of destruction is just about done."🎶 As the song ended. Carol noticed a rather bulky man with a bushy beard and a hood watching the crowd. His face was covered, but his arms were crossed and he had a smirk on his.
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Post by Zeronone on Jun 7, 2024 7:48:51 GMT -7
Thor looked over at the woman as she walked away, the question from Carol causing him to smile. "That would be Lady Sif, the War Goddess and my wife. A true beauty and dangerous person, she proposed to me with a sword blade. Most don't know this outside of Asgard but my wife is not just the Goddess of war and dueling, but also Excellence. She excels at everything she attempts, but of course the Skalds only sing of her warrior traits."
He looked back lovingly at the woman before turning back to Carol and her song. As the song began, Thor felt something else stirring behind the eyes of the Bionic woman. He watched Carol with a long look. It was the second time in a single day that she seemed able to speak and now sang in a language that was not her own. But it was a time of celebration and merry, he would deal with this mystery once they were not in a situation. As the song lyrics filled the air, Thor looked around at his fellow Drengr, grinning, he stood up on the table and raised his horn high.
"Let it come, we will face it as warriors of Asgard and see how much fate rules us!"
The sound of cheering filled the hall as horns slammed together and voices rose speaking of great boasts and battles. Thor looked back at his guest and followed her line of sight, seeing the cloaked man he threw a hail. "Hej broder, Baldr." Thor's thunderous voice cutting through the din towards the hooded man.
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Post by John Kilroy on Jun 8, 2024 16:53:17 GMT -7
Carol could not help but smile when Thor mentioned Sif. “Aww you two are married. I always wondered about that. If I remember Asier history, certain gods represented multiple things. If I remember correctly, you are both the god of heroes, and the god of mead.”As the man got up she could not help but be intrigued. He was a man that was built like a bear, a linebacker. He was a man of girth but it was clear under said girth there was muscle and strength, but what got his attention more than anything was his icy blue eyes. When Thor referred to him as Baldr, Carol almost did a spit take. “You're Baldr?”The man lifted down his hood and smiled. His teeth were perfect his brown hair sparkled as it's thick maine reached his shoulders, and his beard was thick yet well kept. Looking at him she could not help but feel a little flustered. “waoh, you're a big boy.”Baldr threw his head back and cackled. His jovial laughter caused the whole room to vibrate. Much like his brother, he had a very distinct laugh. “If you think I'm big you ought to meet Volstagg. Though it is true. I wasn't always like this. When I was first a warrior I was lean and muscular, then I gave up the warriors way of life and I grew fat and lazy, when I became a warrior again I was lean and muscular once more…BUT my appetites remained…so now I'm both fat and muscular. Carol could not help but giggle. “Sounds like you experienced the joys of dieting Sugah. Ah tend to pride myself as being lean and muscular *smash* SKAL! Though, I'll admit that if Ah keep eating like this Ah won't stay lean.
“Bah!” Baldr said laughing once more. “A woman with a great appetite is a woman of great merriment. Based on your speech I'm guessing that you are the Midgardian that seeks to slay the Kraken.” Carol snorted. “Yep that's me. Brokk doesn't seem to think I'll last 5 minutes.”
Baldr chuckled. Somehow I think the dwarven smithee underestimates you. My brother would not be sitting next to you in the longhouse of Blóðhöllin if you were not a fair and fierce maiden worth your salt. You're accent is distinct, American deep South? You'll find that we Asier know your people well.” Carol's eyes widened. “Really?’Baldr nodded. “During the time of what you Midgardians call the Wild West many Asier and Asier descent settled in the open range. Our worlds are more connected than you know.” Carol was amazed at what she heard.she could not help but wonder if the Asier had as much close kinship with Cowboys as Americans did Vikings. “well, you got the accent right, but I'm not technically a southern girl. Ah'm from Boston.”“A Bostonian?” Baldr asked putting a leg on a stool. “Then one way or the other have me deceived, you're dialect and heart of a southern maiden.” Carol chuckled. “Well.. There's a long story behind that.” Baldr could not help but smile. “I know that look. It sounds like it's a tale worthy of the Saga's. Speaking of which you're song was beautiful. Perhaps you should consider work as a Bard. Carol could not help but blush. ”T-Thanks…”Suddenly a horn was Blown. “The kraken shall be released in 10 minutes.’
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