Re: In terms of like, instant relief, canceling plans is like heroin.
"Very good, your majesty." he said, keeping his eyes on the airship. He was curious where he was supposed to fit on board the thing. Orrin hoped it would be a fast trip.
Orrin smirked at Freyr's words and took the slap to his torso without comment. He shook his head for a moment at Freyr's horse-walk and moved to follow the king up the ramp. His hooves making loud clangs against the metal as he walked. No, this form of travel wasn't his favorite, he decided, before he even got on the large metal ship.
His jaw set as Freyr began a lewd movement with his hips after mentioning Qiana. "Please do not speak so of the lady Qiana." He half-hoped they would run into her, but he would not put too much faith into it. He trotted the rest of the way up the ramp, eager to remove himself from it.
They made it to Asgard as well as Midgard in one piece and were at Xavier's school. Orrin supposed the sight of the large air ship caused them to not have to knock on the door. They'd been met by a bespectacled man and invited inside. He was mildy amused by the fact that he didn't have to duck to get inside the mansion.
He'd gotten some rather awed looks from some of the children present, but he was used to such things. Orrin offered them a small smile and they ran off, laughing. They were escorted to the library and Orrin did have to duck slightly to get into the room. It was a much cozier library than the one on Alfheim he thought as he glanced around the room. The fireplace looked particularly inviting. It was then that Rhiannon moved out from in between two bookshelves and spotted them. He bowed his head to her in greeting as she approached, but didn't speak. This was Freyr's conversation.