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Odin, Ruler of Asgard ([info]harbard) wrote in [info]deities_dot_com,
@ 2012-06-29 14:56:00

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Entry tags:~bragi, ~frigg, ~hermod, ~odin, ~tyr, ~vidar

Time For A Family Meeting (Tag: Odin's family)
OOC note: Posting order is Odin, Frigg, Hermod, Tyr, Bragi, Vidar

He sat with all the appearance of patience, slowly sipping a mug of mead. To anyone passing by, Odin would look as if he hadn't a care in the world. On the inside, however, his mind was racing and he felt just a bit nervous.

There was every possibility this would not go as well as he hoped.

Frigg had been notified first, as there was enough tension in the situation without her feeling like he was holding back on her. Next was Hermod, though he was given far less information than the Lady of Asgard. Odin simply told him to gather his sons. Not all of them would make it, that went without saying. And one in particular would not be in attendance.

With the excuse that he was away, Odin had informed Hermod not to seek out Thor. On the surface, that was true. Odin knew precisely where his oldest son was, and knew better than to interrupt him in his work. But that was only a secondary reason. Truth was, this was a conversation the Alfather preferred to have with Thor in private. The Hammer-Bearer had the most at stake in this situation, other than himself. Old, deep wounds combined with a yearning for what had once been, this Odin understood. And Thor didn't always think with his head. The others would be trouble enough without his added emotions.

Of his other sons, even in his great wisdom Odin could only guess at their reactions. Tyr held too much in his heart and Vidar rarely spoke of what had been or what would be. And young Hermod...he'd been put in a unique situation as his mother's only remaining son. That had to weigh heavy on the Messenger. Bragi, on the other hand, always seemed more interested in his stories than in causing trouble. Odin hoped that would stand true tonight, but again, there was no real knowing.

Taking another sip, Odin looked up as his wife walked into the room. Despite his private musings, he took a moment to look at her with admiration. All this time, and she was still one of the most beautiful women he had ever met. He wasn't always faithful, and he knew she wasn't either, yet their bond was strong, and their love had never wavered. Turning his attention from her exquisite features, he concentrated on trying to detect her mood.

They would need to stand together in this, if only to keep the peace. Frigg would know this, even if she secretly disagreed with his decisions. If only to try to keep the inevitable at bay for as long as possible.

"God kväll, good wife."

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[info]asynia_frigg
2012-07-02 01:55 am UTC (link)
Frigg nodded her greeting to her husband, approached him and leaned forward to buss her lips to his cheek. No matter the trials they had come across, no matter the tribulations, never once did her love for him falter. Even when she didn't always agree with this choices, even when she didn't understand what he did or why he did it, she still loved him unconditionally.

There was a time, in her youth, when one would rightly say that she had ulterior motives in charming Odin away from her mother. And Frigg made no mistake, though she would blatantly deny it if asked, she had her sights set Odin as a prize to be won from the day she met him. And in the end, she won. A silent competition between herself and her mother and Jord may have not even been aware that it was what it was. But even though it started that way, Frigg had always been fond of Odin. His humor, his looks, his mind. She absolutely adored him from the word go.

In time, that adoration had turned to more. To love. She loved him wholly. Her bed may not always be warmed by him and frequently visited by others, but her heart belonged to Odin. Forever and always.

Above that, she respected him and his decisions. Frigg didn't agree in his friendship with Loki, but she understood. Though the ties were long since broken, she did care a great deal for Sigyn and missed her often.

Loki.

She knew that was what this conversation was to revolve around. It was a name she was going to have to grow accustomed to hearing again, one she may have to resign herself to speaking again. And depending on Odin's full decision, one she may have to accept as being in her husband's life once again.

Before taking a seat, she remained close to him and said, “No matter what you've decided, no matter what is said... No matter how I may hate it, I love you and nothing will change that.” Then she kissed his cheek again and sat down.

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[info]hermodthebrave
2012-07-03 03:11 pm UTC (link)
Hermod stopped outside the room where his father was waiting. He wanted to catch his breath before he went in to report to Odin. It had been so much easier when all his brothers lived in Asgard. Nowadays it was hard to keep track of where they were. Tyr and Thor were usually pretty easy to find. Vidar was either in his Hall or on top of some rock on Midgard. It always took some searching to find Bragi. Luckily, he didn’t need to find Thor this time so his running had been a little limited.

The messenger took one more moment to make sure he looked presentable then he entered the room. He was pleased to see Frigg was there with his father. He hadn’t seen his mother since the big horse race. He had really enjoyed taking her to the event and had really enjoyed the fact that he hadn’t had to wear one of those hats the women had been wearing. He hoped she had had fun, too. He might have to enter one of his horses in the Derby next year.

He went up to his parents and bowed to Odin. “AllFather, I have delivered your message to your sons. Tyr, Bragi and Vidar will be here shortly. As you said, Thor is away, working, but I will summon him when you wish to see him.” He hoped they hurried up and got there soon. He really wanted to know what was going on.

Hermod hoped his brothers came soon. He was really curious about what was going on. The last time he remembered everyone getting together had been after Baldr’s death. When Hermod had volunteered to go try to get his brother back. Maybe there had been a more recent, happier time that they had gathered, but he couldn’t remember when it was.

He smiled at his mother and moved to stand beside her. He never knew where he should stand during these formal family meetings. Sure, he was a prince of Asgard, but so were his brothers. Tyr and Vidar were older than he was, so he figured they should have the place beside Odin. Besides, the way Hermod saw it, nothing would ever happen to their father so none of them will ever have to take over ruling.

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[info]tiwaz
2012-07-03 07:05 pm UTC (link)
Something was wrong.

A summons from his father was highly unusual. Rarely did the Alfather feel it necessary to be so formal where his family was concerned. If he wanted to visit his son, he did. He might have just wanted a family dinner; it was certainly possible. Though Tyr guessed if that were the case, Hermod would have come right out and said what it was they were gathering for.

His younger brother's demeanor showed no inclination of any more knowledge than he'd given. Hermod was not always the best at hiding his emotions, Tyr had noticed many times. A tell-tale blush or the expression in his eyes often gave away at least some of what he was thinking. He could certainly be all business when sent by Odin's will, but Tyr was sure he would know if the Messenger was hiding something. So Hermod had obviously been kept in the dark. Still, not enough to be worrisone on it's own.

But his memory was sharp, and as Hermod had left from delivering their father's message, Tyr had recalled his visit from Frigg. She had been very mysterious, mentioning something about Odin investigating a potential threat, but refusing to elaborate. And now this summons. Tyr was quite sure this was anything but a simple get together.

Tyr entered the room, walking right up to his father. Unlike his younger brother, Tyr did not feel the need to bow. He understood and respected his father's position, but he was still his father. "Hi, Dad." He momentarily laid a hand on Odin's shoulder before moving to hug his almost-sister. "Frigg. You look beautiful as ever." He nodded to the younger brother he had just seen, then watched as Odin directed his attention to a small table. Walking over, he poured himself a mug of mead.

"Anyone else, while I'm pouring?" No one would have any idea he was anything but completely relaxed.

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[info]lingobard
2012-07-07 02:23 am UTC (link)
“I know I'd love one please” Bragi said right as he walked through the door. He forced himself to smile at Tyr. It was an unfamiliar sensation. Generally, smiling came very easily to Bragi. Generally, seeing Tyr made him smile, no force necessary. And mead? He literally owed his life to mead. But the invisible vultures circling everyone's heads had Bragi on edge. They weren't the normal kind of invisible vulture. They were the giant kind. The kind that each owned an island and liked to feed castaways to their young. Bragi was sure he needed to hear whatever news the Alfather had brought them together for. He just wasn't sure he'd want to still know it afterwards. If it was good news everyone wouldn't look so calm.

He turned all of his attention on his family members. This was a reunion, no matter the circumstances after all. Without missing a beat or stopping, he walked up to Hermod, and clapped him on the shoulder. “You get faster every time. I have this theory that most modern technology is invented subconsciously as a sad attempt to keep up with you. I have never met any mortal brave enough to try and disprove this. I saw pictures of that horse that won the derby, it looked a little bit like some of the horses at your ranch, but not as good. You should enter next year.”

“Frigg!” Bragi said, leaning down to hug his stepmother and kiss her on her temple, “I am a bit sad you didn't come visit me a few months back. I know you were in that neighborhood because every man I met around there had this dreamy far off look in his eyes and had forgotten every adjective he'd ever learned except “ravishing.” This could only mean he'd caught a glimpse of you in passing. I wish you hadn't been too busy to stop by. Even if it was an off day, I would have loved to see you.”

He walked up to Odin next. “Alfather,” Bragi said, with a slight bow, then he paused. “Hold on. Unfair standard.” He held a hand up to block Frigg from his view for a moment. “You look well too!” It had been too long since Bragi had seen his father. He wished the circumstances were a bit different, but he was still very glad to see him. He offered the king a half smile. Bragi made it through those greetings in about the time that it took to pour, so he turned his attention back to Tyr.

“Tyr, it's fantastic to see you,” Bragi said, “It's been too long. I found these hiking trails in southern Switzerland. Very scenic. The stories say they are only to be attempted by the very bravest of warriors. If you did not make them yourself I should show you some time.” Then Bragi thanked him, took the mead, and went back to stand by Hermod.

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[info]silentvengence
2012-07-07 08:06 pm UTC (link)
Vidar came in behind his more vocal brother. He let Bragi give all the greetings and simply took a mug of mead from Tyr. He smiled and nodded his thanks to his one-handed brother before turning his attention to the rest of the family that was gathered.

Who wasn’t there was almost as interesting as who was. No Heimdall, but he couldn’t leave his post and was probably listening in on them anyway. No Thor, no sons of Thor. That led Vidar to think that this meeting could either be about nothing serious so Thor’s strength wouldn’t be needed or so serious that Odin didn’t want Thor to go off and do something rash. Vali was not there either. But he didn’t think anyone had seen much of that brother since Hod.

Very interesting.

Bragi had finally finished flattering everyone, so Vidar went to give his respects to the king and queen. He gave a slight bow to his father and another to his stepmother. He smiled at Hermod and reached over to muss up the messenger’s hair. He had tried to resist the urge, but there was something about Hermod that just brought out the big brother in him.

His smile faded quickly, however. It was time to get the meeting started. “What’s up?”

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[info]harbard
2012-07-07 08:41 pm UTC (link)
Odin watched as the niceties and social graces were exchanged. he noticed who bowed and who didn't and wondered at the former. He supposed it was their age, the fact that his rule had well been established before their births that prompted such formality. Tyr, who had been around the longest of those gathered, greeted him far more as a son than a subject. Then again, aside from Hermod who was returning from official business at the Alfather's command, Tyr was the only other here who actually grew up in his father's presence.

Bragi and Vidar had never had that opportunity. Whether for the better or for ill, their view of Odin would never be the same as those fortunate to have resided in Asgard during their formative years.

"Thank you for coming." It was expected they would, but again, proper words must be presented. "Please, everyone, sit. Conversation comes far more easy when relaxed, and with a fine mug." Odin raised his own cup in silent toast before taking a drink himself.

Once everyone was seated, Frigg at her rightful place at his side, the Alfather took a deep breath. The time had come.

"As you may have guessed, I have called you with a purpose in mind. News has come to me, which I have personally followed up on, and I wanted it to come from me before some accidental occurrence brought it to your attention."

Odin would make his stance clear if it became necessary. For now, he wanted their honest reactions. Only then could he see what he needed to in order to protect all their futures. And there was no point in beating around the bush.

"The binds have been broken. Loki is free."

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[info]asynia_frigg
2012-07-08 07:50 am UTC (link)
Frigg shook her head at Bragi's greeting with a smile on her face. The smile wasn't forced, but it was unwelcome given the conversation she was sure was to happen. Bragi was sweet, though, and didn't know the circumstances. At least, she assumed he didn't. If he did he probably wouldn't have been so... relaxed. But maybe he would. It was hard to say.

So then, when everyone relaxed and Odin started speaking, Frigg's body tensed knowing what was coming. It wouldn't have been noticeable except to the most trained eye, but inside her shoes her toes curled in anticipation, all over her muscles clenched and ever so slightly the set of her jaw changed. Even as she knew what he was about to say, she could not contain the visible wince in her face at the Trickster's name.

She was sure some would expect her to react more violently than just a wince. That she should stand up and shout and cry and throw a fit that there was no reason the man who was even indirectly responsible for the deaths of her sons should be free. Yet, her husband needed her. He needed her support. So because of that, Frigg kept her cool. She was Queen, she was a leader, she was sure that at the very least her son would be looking for her reaction. The others may have lost brothers to the Trickster's hand, but other than Odin -and maybe Tyr if one considered his circumstances and actual loss, had lost a child to the man.

And not just one child, but two. Frigg firmly believed that it was not only Trickster's fault that Baldr was gone, but that Hodr had been tricked into holding the dart to begin with. A bit of trickery that inevitably ended his life as well.

Taking a deep breath, she reached for her husband's hand. “We knew this day would come, it was foretold.”

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[info]hermodthebrave
2012-07-08 06:38 pm UTC (link)
Hermod grinned at his brother, Bragi. He always liked to hear others compliment his horses. He had been thinking about putting one of his own in the Derby next year. He would love to be the next to own a Triple Crown winner. He wasn’t sure that it was fair to have a deity-trained horse in the race, but if Zeus could do it, so could he. He also liked being told that he was getting faster, too. He kept training to keep his speed up.

What he did not like, however, was Vidar messing with his hair. He always did that to Hermod whenever they met. Vidar never did that to Bragi, and he was younger than Hermod. Sometimes the messenger had the urge to just yell to everyone that he was not a kid any more. He had no idea why no one seemed to remember that he was an adult.

At his father’s suggestion, Hermod took a mug of mead from Tyr and sat next to his mother. Maybe this was not going to be as serious as he thought it was going to be. Maybe it was just going to be a family gathering. That would explain why Thor wasn’t there. He could get a little rowdy sometimes.

But that thought was shot down the minute Odin said that Loki was free. Hermod stood up and looked at his father, then at Tyr. He knew he probably looked scared, but he didn’t really care. Frigg said that it was as it was foretold. Yeah well, Hermod always thought that the foretelling had sucked.

“Can’t we just put him back or something?”

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[info]tiwaz
2012-07-08 06:59 pm UTC (link)
Tyr froze, even as his mind began to race. This then, was what Frigg had spoken of. Her words when she had visited him, coupled with what Tyr might consider a mild reaction to such a statement, suggested this was news that was not entirely new to the her, or to the Alfather.

So much has already been lost, he thought to himself as he looked down at the stump where his right hand should have been. Yet it wasn't his hand he was thinking of. It was what Loki had lost and at whose hands that had been. Was it already time to lose the rest?

He looked up as Hermod stood, noting the fear behind his eyes. Frigg was right, it had been foretold, and now they would all pay for their parts in Loki's misery.

"I think that sounds like a perfect solution. But it might not be so easily done a second time. We will need to think how best this might be accomplished."

Tyr looked to his father again. Perhaps, if enough time had gone by, he already had a solution in mind.

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[info]lingobard
2012-07-11 01:46 am UTC (link)
Bragi felt ill. He put his left hand under the table so that no one could see it shaking. He'd been right about the vultures. He needed to know what they looked like but now that they were visible, he wished he couldn't see them. They gutted him with their talons and turned his insides to knots.

When Baldr smiled at him, Bragi didn't feel like an accident. Hod stuck to the shadows, but he saw things in a beautiful way that people with sight couldn't, and sitting with him was a little like being in the shade on a hot day. Bragi didn't grow up with brothers at first. He'd thought he was alone. Then when he wasn't, it spoiled him. He couldn't take the loss, and he couldn't stand watching others take the loss even harder than he did. Bragi hated Loki for that. When someone wants help hurting someone, you don't help them. You try to talk them out of it.

But nothing they did to Loki was going to bring his brothers back, and if Loki's bounds being broken signaled Ragnarok, putting him back wasn't going to unsignal it. If anything, it would just add fuel to the fire they'd already built. Bragi looked up to his warrior brothers. He wished he was like them. But he wasn't. He was a coward. Even if they were the right answer, violence and force were never answers Bragi wanted. He didn't understand the appeal of blood. Once it left someone, it became useless. Less than that. Taking it hurt things. Loki had spent centuries in a cave with a snake. He couldn't ever pay them back for Baldr and Hod. They couldn't ever pay him back for his children. If Ragnarok started, both sides would suffer terrible loss. Couldn't the debts just cancel each other out?

“I don't think putting him back will help,” Bragi said, “Not if the binds have already been broken.” Bragi was the youngest one there. He didn't think his opinion counted as much as his older brothers, and thought it could easily be overruled. But he still felt like he had to say it anyway.

He avoided looking at Tyr, Hermod, or Frigg, and looked at the Alfather. “Have you spoken to him? Do we know what he's planning to do now that he's out?” Bragi tried not to look as terrified as he was.

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[info]silentvengence
2012-07-13 06:11 am UTC (link)
The only sign Vidar gave that showed he had heard his father was to stop smiling. Loki had broken his bonds. So it looked like the Twilight was finally happening. He wondered just how much his brothers knew about the prophecy. He was fairly certain that he did not know all of it himself, but he felt that he knew enough. He knew who was going to live and who was going to die. But there were too many that were not mentioned at all.

The silent god felt bad for his younger brothers. Hermod and Bragi weren’t warriors. They had no part to play out. Vidar did not think either of them had been named in the prophecy. Neither had the women. However, that did not mean much. Prophecies were fickle things subject to change as necessary. He had tried to never let the thing run his life. Pretty much put it in the back of his mind as much as he could. Now it was out more than ever.

He wondered if Loki and his offspring knew of what was to come. Would they want it, knowing that they too were doomed? He had given that some thought years ago but could not come up with an answer. If Loki wanted revenge for his sons, then he might think it worth the cost just to get to those responsible for the boys’ fates.

Hermod asked the obvious question, but he wasn’t certain it would make any difference. He did think it should be attempted though. There was one thing he could never figure out about the prophecy. How long would Ragnarok take? Step one: Loki breaks free. Step two: Fenrir breaks free. But how much time was there between steps one and two. That was an overly simplified description of the events to come, but it was more or less accurate enough. It made the timing question easier to explain.

Bragi’s question asking if Odin had spoken to Loki brought another to Vidar’s mind. Step two. He took his eyes off his father and looked at Tyr. “Fenrir? Still bound?” Find the severity of the threat then the solution.

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[info]harbard
2012-07-21 01:37 pm UTC (link)
Odin sighed inwardly, keeping his own thoughts to himself without interrupting as his sons spoke. It was much as he expected. Fear, above all, seemed to be the train of emotion. It was fear that had brought all this about in the first place, and already two of his sons were speaking of repeating the process.

Ragnarok. The prophecy had certainly spoken of the steps, and Loki's release was right there at the top. So the fear was not unexpected, but none of them, not even himself, knew how quickly it could all unravel. He alone among them had heard all the seeress had to say. Odin had no doubt Frigg knew a great deal, for she knew the fates of all and never spoke of them. Vidar, too, likely knew all that would pass. For himself, Odin had never shared every detail of what would transpire. And it was not improbable that there was even more he didn't know. Volva's were tricky, particular when forced to speak.

"I have," he answered Bragi's question first, hoping it would answer everyone else. Odin knew the best way to maintain calmness was to remain calm himself. "He wishes to live in peace. The Trickster has no desire for war."

"As for what was foretold, did any of us think he would be bound this long? There is no timeline."

Odin truly hoped his wise council would be enough. He would lay down the law if he had to, and none could stand against his position as ruler and father. Still, he would rather they came to the same conclusions on their own. Forced peace never tended to last.

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[info]asynia_frigg
2012-07-23 01:52 am UTC (link)
Frigg watched and listened nervously as each of Odin's sons spoke in turn. She would not say she was disappointed with their answers, she wasn't. There was a part of her that would have rather have seen the Trickster rebound than roaming the world free, but that was not to be. It was not the way of things, of this she knew. He was free and that was as he should remain. The prophecy, and what Frigg knew herself about the fate of the Trickster did not involve him being rebound.

That and she knew Odin personally would not want it, if his behavior was any indication. Had her husband wanted Laufey's son kept restrained he wouldn't have bothered speaking with his old friend. In fact, she wasn't entirely sure her husband would have wanted him bound in the first place for any other reason than to maybe mellow him out for a bit. Sort of like a divine time out.

Really, Frigg thought the Trickster had been quite out of control toward the end before he was bound. It started with Baldr's death and he moved in a drastic downward spiral until... well... it was unfortunate that Sigyn's sons died. “I do not think,” Frigg said carefully, “that rebinding him is an option.” It was a curious response from she who hated him so much. Yet, it was a logical one.

“We have all lost much thanks to him, some of us more than others,” she looked first to Tyr, then to Hermod and finally to her her husband before continuing, “but he has lost at our hands as well. Very few of us,” Frigg said in a low voice, “can say with any certainty that they have not contributed to his loss in some way or another. Even if that contribution was nothing more than turning a blind eye.”

She grew quiet for a moment and reached for Odin's hand as discreetly as she could. “I feel he should be left alone, if that is what he desires. If...” The Lady of Asgard hesitated for a moment, closing her eyes as she spoke his name for the first time in a very long time, “Loki doesn't want war, then I fear pursuing him will incite the desire for war within him.”

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[info]hermodthebrave
2012-07-25 04:32 am UTC (link)
Hermod was glad that no one wanted a war. But he was also a little confused. He thought that the war was going to happen whether they wanted it or not. Maybe he was wrong about it. It had been a long time since he heard about it, so his memory may be faulty. He would have to just trust his parents and try to remember that he was the god of bravery.

But he remembered his brothers and he remembered how they died. Hermod was possitive that Loki tricked Hod into throwing that dart at Balder. And then Hod was gone too. Then it all went bad. Hermod had not been there when they caught Loki after the dinner party disaster, but he had heard about what had happened. It was all just very confusing to the messenger.

“So we’re not going to do anything?” He wanted to be sure he understood what Odin wanted. “We leave him alone and he doesn’t bother us, right?”

He thought of a story he had heard once (probably from Bragi) about a cat and a dog. The cat hated dogs and the dog hated cats, which was normal for their species. Their mortal owners were both working at a summer camp and had to bring their pets with them. Both animals were very smart and knew of they caused trouble, they would be locked in their cabins for the entire vacation. So the cat and the dog completely ignored each other to the point of acting like the other did not even exist. They could be standing nose to nose and still would not admit the other was there.

They were the cat and Loki was the dog.

“Is he coming back to Asgard?” If he were, Hermod would really need to work on his skills at ignoring someone.

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[info]tiwaz
2012-07-25 07:27 pm UTC (link)
Fenrir.

Tyr understood his brother's request all too well. That didn't make the mention of the Wolf's name any less jolting. He sent his mind out, listening. The bond was great between them, perhaps even stronger since the events that had lost Tyr his hand. The sounds still made his heart hurt, and he tuned in to them as little as possible. Steeling his emotions, Tyr looked at his brother and simply nodded. Fenrir was still bound.

There were many signs that the End was coming, and the letting loose of both the father and the son were great portents. They had not faced Fimblvetr yet...or hadn't they? Tyr recalled the extremely odd weather experienced back in..when was it? 534? 536? Whenever it was, it had lasted a couple of years. There had been bad crops, a dimmed sun, nearly worldwide famine. China experienced snow in August.

These were events Tyr had monitored closely. Perhaps no one as much as him, though he doubted his father could have ignored the implications. There were plenty of scientific reasons why it was occuring, just as there had been back around 650 BCE when the entire northern climate shifted, though no one thought much of it since Loki hadn't even been bound yet. But Order had kept a very close eye on Fenrir during those years in the middle of the first century, relieved to discover neither event seemed directly related. Now he wondered. As his father said, there was no timeline, and none of them thought Loki would be bound this long. Were things just moving that slowly, or was this not the time of the prophecy?

Either way, it would seem they still had time. Besides which, Odin clearly did not want any action taken. Nor did Frigg, which surprised Tyr. His stepsister had never been a fan of the Trickster, and this would only make her own unhappy memories resurface. Then again, he could see her hesitation. She would lose so many she loved should the time approach for the War.

Hermod's question was what finally broke through his private thoughts. "No, we're not," Tyr sighed. For himself, death held no fear. But it was what Odin and Frigg wanted, and if they preferred to delay events, he could not go against those wishes in good conscience.

"I don't think he'd dare. Surely he'd not want to live anywhere near us."

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[info]lingobard
2012-07-30 10:40 pm UTC (link)
A small wave of relief washed over Bragi's face at the answers to his and Vidar's questions. He was still shaky about all of it. The news changed everything. But he could see a bit of hope in those answers, and when the doom of his family was waving at him in the distance with a sly half smile, barring a coma, hope was the only way to combat it. Fenrir was still bound. That meant they could have some time. Could. Loki didn't want to start Ragnarok. That might get them time too. Might.

It made sense though. Loki starting Ragnarok wouldn't just cost them, it would cost him his life. Which was another reason Bragi was glad that Odin didn't want them to rebind Loki. If the only thing keeping him from bringing the end was that it was a kamikaze mission, they should be trying to give him more reasons to live, not less. Buy him a puppy. Introduce him to serialized television. Or at least let him find those reasons himself.

Bragi didn't want Loki to be tortured by that snake, but Bragi didn't want to see him again either. He didn't think that Loki would want to live with them any more than they would want him to, but if for some reason Loki did decide he wanted to come back to Asgard, as far as Bragi was concerned, Loki could have it. Have anything and everything. Just don't aim anymore darts. Bragi didn't care what had been foretold, or if they'd already gotten more time than was expected. Bragi was a god of words. He knew how powerful they could be. But if the words said his brothers and father had to die, and no one could do anything about it, Bragi wanted nothing to do with them. He wanted them burned.

He sipped his mead and listened. When an opening came to speak, Bragi didn't take it. The god of talking fell silent.

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[info]silentvengence
2012-07-31 02:55 am UTC (link)
The severity of the situation was evident in Bragi’s silence. It was about who would live and who would die. Vidar always thought about those not named. What is the fate of Bragi, Hermod, and the goddesses? He wasn’t sure he really wanted to know. He would be there to see it for himself at the end.

It was good that Loki wasn’t looking forward to moving the end along. That would give them more time together and perhaps, just perhaps find a way to negate the prophecy forever. Loki seemed willing. That just left Loki’s children and the Frost Giants to convince. Vidar would have to give that scenario some thought.

The silent god was very fond of the idea of peace. He simply nodded his agreement to his father and stepmother’s plan. The less they provoked the Trickster, the better off they would all be. Then again, there was the chance that he had ruined the whole plan for peace.

“I saw Sigyn. She is not happy with any of us.” Not happy was the biggest understatement he had ever made. She was ready to kick some Aesir ass even if her husband wasn’t. What they had done to her children was unforgivable, even if it felt right at the moment it happened. It had been wrong, but there was no way to atone for it now.

He did understand now why Sigyn had been so nervous while they were talking. She was hiding her husband. She had probably been terrified that Vidar was going to take Loki back to that damned cave. Knowing that Loki had been free while they had been talking, Vidar was surprised that Sigyn hadn’t done more than throw mead in his face.

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[info]harbard
2012-07-31 08:26 pm UTC (link)
Odin was pleased and relieved that all of those present seemed to be in agreement. At least to the point that it didn't appear they would cause outright trouble. However, Bragi's failure to respond did not escape him, and Odin wondered what his usually vocal son was thinking. Bragi was no fighter, at least not in comparison to the others, so he was fairly certain he wasn't about to go rampaging after Loki. Yet his silence was still disconcerting.

"I think avoidance is best, at least for the time being." Though he doubted there would ever come a time when they would all be able to say with any amount of honesty that they actually wished to spend any time with Loki.

Except himself.

He would not be honest with himself if he didn't admit that he missed the old days. Still, he didn't think the day would ever come when he and the Trickster could go back to the way things had been. Far too much had happened, and he was as much to blame as anyone.

"I would not expect her to be anything but, particularly if she is fearing for her husband's safety," Odin responded to Vidar's comments. Perhaps she, like Loki, had not had the proper opportunity to grieve despite the amount of time that had gone by. Maybe it wouldn't matter how much time she had been given. A mother's loss is never easily gotten over- Frigg's feelings about Baldr were proof enough of that.

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[info]asynia_frigg
2012-07-31 11:10 pm UTC (link)
Vidar's mention of having seen Sigyn had Frigg's gaze looking immediately to her husband. Odin would know what Sigyn had once meant to her. She was very, very dear to the Norse Queen. A dear friend lost in tragedy and to time. Frigg had spoken very little to Sigyn in the time that followed Baldr's and eventually.. Hod's deaths. Mostly out of heartache, for it pained her great deal to lose her sons to her friend's devious ways. And Frigg did place the majority of the blame on Loki.

Then... well, to say all hell broke loose wouldnt' be an understatement. She knew what was about to happen. Not the gritty details, not specifically what had happened, just that Sigyn and the boys were in danger.

She never forgave herself for locking herself up in Fensalir and weeping while her husband roamed the Nine Worlds -neither of them able to stop the events that unfolded form unfolding. She wanted to see her former friend. Not to make amends. That was fool's errand. She and Sigyn would never be friends again, she feared. And the Foremost Among the Asyniur wouldn't be able to right the wrong done to Narvi and Vali either. All she could do is offer her condolence and assurance that they would be left to be.

Nodding in agreement to her husband's statements, Frigg sighed and squeezed his hand. This was a very difficult conversation for her as she had very strong feelings against Loki from day one of her having met him. But, there wasn't much to be done about it now. “Avoidance is best,” she said, knowing full well that eventually she may try to seek Sigyn out and hope she doesn't get punched. “We don't want to provoke or slight. We have all seen what he is capable of when he feels slighted.” Which was a clear reminder not only of his hand in Baldr's death, but in his rather blatant murder of Fimafeng in cold blood. Aegir's servant, who did nothing, was slain by Loki in cold-blood in a drunk rage.

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[info]hermodthebrave
2012-08-05 03:33 am UTC (link)
That was it then. If Odin and Frigg said to leave it alone, then they would leave it alone. His parents were the king and queen, so their word was law. Not that he would go against their wishes anyway. But that might keep the others for trying to do anything stupid like provoking Loki. Hermod was happy to pretend like the Trickster was still tied up in his cave.

Bragi being quite bothered him, though. It’s not like him to not say anything about anything. He must be really worried. Even if things did go bad, they still had Thor, Tyr and Vidar on their side. Maybe they could stop things before they got bad. That was obviously what Odin’s plan was. Hermod thought it was a really good plan.

He did wonder how his mother felt about it all. He knew she had been friends with Loki’s wife before everything had happened. He wondered if they would be able to be like that again. It was doubtful, though. Too much had happened. Too much bad stuff. But he could still hope for his mother’s sake.

Hermod looked over at his parents. Frigg was holding Odin’s hand. He almost smiled. He always loved seeing his parents united. His dad might stray from time to time, as evident with his brothers in the room, but he always came back to Frigg. He figured they could handle this as long as they stayed together as a family. And that included all his half-brothers, too.

“We’ll do our best to avoid him, Dad,” the messenger confirmed Odin’s wishes. “And if we run into him by accident, we’ll do our best not to offend him.” He just hoped it would be that easy.

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[info]tiwaz
2012-08-06 02:23 pm UTC (link)
All seemed in agreement. For his own part, while he would certainly rather see Loki bound that about, Tyr agreed for the most part. Ragnarok really held no fear for him. It would be a good day to die, and he had long been resigned to the fact that it would happen, it was only a matter of time.

He looked at his sister, knowing it was for those that would remain that his hand would stay as requested. What would they do, those who did not join the fight or burn under Surtr's blazing sword? To lose all they loved...Tyr had a bit of a sense of what that would be like, though he still had his family and even that would be gone for Frigg and so many others like her.

He looked at Bragi expectantly, surprised that his normally vocal brother was saying so little. "For myself, avoidance would be best for everyone." He didn't need to see Loki, to be forced to once again attempt to justify his actions. And Loki would little wish to see him, either.

"What say you, little brother?" While silent, Tyr was quite certain Bragi had to have some sort of opinion. If nothing else, Tyr needed to know they were all united in their plan. If they weren't, order could not possibly be maintained.

Odin help Thor should he disagree.

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[info]lingobard
2012-08-08 08:41 pm UTC (link)
While they continued to deliberate, Bragi studied the grain in the table as if it contained the secrets of the universe. He didn't find any. He did, however, find what could look like a duck if you looked at the section from a very particular angle. When Tyr addressed him, Bragi immediately looked up. He realized he hadn't said anything.

“Sorry,” Bragi said. He shook his head slightly to snap himself out of his thoughts. “I agree. I think since reconciliation is unlikely, avoiding provocation is the best course of action we have at this point.” He was very relieved that they'd all agreed to that part, and that this was what his father wanted. The situation still frightened him, but Bragi thought they were doing the best they could with it anyway. The person he was most worried about was Thor. Thor didn't typically believe in avoiding a problem he thought he could smash his way through.

“I don't think we can avoid them forever. Vidar just barely ran into Sig already. But the trickster will need a reason to seek a war that will end his own life and we should do our best not to give him one. As long as he wants peace I think he should have it. And Sig should be left to any bit of happiness she can find.” He paused.

As far as Bragi was concerned, Sig had every right to hate them all forever. She hadn't murdered anyone or done anything wrong. But she'd suffered worse than anyone, possibly even Loki, anyway, and a lot of it was their fault.

“I also think I gave up smoking fifty years too early,” Bragi quipped to lighten the mood a little.

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[info]silentvengence
2012-08-23 05:02 am UTC (link)
Vidar silently nodded in agreement with what everyone else had to say. It was really the only logical thing to do. Give Loki and Sigyn a wide berth and hope everyone stays calm enough that they could avoid the next step towards the Twilight. The longer they avoided that, the more time he would have to find a way around the entire thing. He knew there had to be a way to avoid everyone literally dying. He just needed more time to study the situation.

He smiles at Bragi when his brother found his voice again. It was never a good thing when Bragi fell silent. Either something was frightening him, or Idun had walked in naked. The last part was pure speculation on Vidar’s part, but he had but some thought into it. Over the years he had on the rare occasion wondered if there was a way to shut Bragi up. Naked Idun was the only thing he had come up with.

This was not the time to think of his sister-in-law naked. He wasn’t sure there really was an appropriate time for something like that. Thinking about it while discussing the possible end of the world is definitely not right. His attention needed to be on his family.

It looked like it was all settled. If he ran into Sigyn again, he would just wave and leave her in peace. He would go back to his hall and see if he could come up with any way around that damned prophecy.

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