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Valkyrie is an (angry_queen) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2020-08-18 09:39:00

Entry tags:

active: steve rogers, active: valkyrie

Who: Valkyrie and Steve Rogers
What: random interaction turned bonding
Where: the edges of camp
When: late afternoon, evening, before bucky's return, backdated
Warnings: talk of traumatic pasts, etc. neither are fluffy kittens.
Status: in progress
Cut Song: The One to Survive

Valkyrie was feeling, she wasn't really sure, to be honest. She'd not let emotions control her, besides anger, in a long time. And she was feeling things she hadn't in awhile and she hated it. She had discovered a small stash of something that could even start to take the edges off and she really needed it this week. Everything was exhausting. She buried a lot of things herself, and while she let everyone lean on her, she did not lean on anyone else.

She was happy to see Loki - REALLY happy - but deep down, she was jealous, too. She couldn't remember her family (what were their names? do you even know?), her oath to Odin had wiped most of that out, it was only a distraction from doing her job. And now millennia later, she wondered what she was missing. There was so much she didn't know and it kind of hit the buttons. Seeing Loki, Thor, Torunn, Angela, Frigga etc all have each other in some form stung.

She was family but not like that. It wasn't the same and before she'd let anyone know it bothered her, she swiped the booze and took off for the woods, a knife in one hand spinning the blade lazily. She was broody and there were enough trees she could unleash a little on it. What she hadn't expected was that someone had see the way her face fell a little when the family reunited. It had only been there a second, then she'd pulled her own mask back into place. She missed her people. She missed her sisters, long dead, she missed getting into fights. She missed Asgard. She also missed New Asgard. She hadn't been Queen long but it was long enough to engrain a serious love of her people into her.

Poor Steve was met, as she slid off the path, to a knife held in his direction before she saw who it was and lowered it. Of all the people, she could handle him following. They weren't close, they barely knew each other, but it wasn't someone like Thor, who she couldn't hide her thoughts from for long. "Did you need an escape from the cheer that is camp, too?"

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_onyourleft_
2020-08-19 02:33 am UTC (link)

"I think that's what makes this place so difficult, sometimes. I have never been able to turn my back on something like that. This place forces our hand."

The words hurt, only because they were so true. Moving on felt like a betrayal. His love for Peggy was still so strong, the anger at losing her sometimes so all consuming. When he woke in the middle of the night from dreams of plunging into cold and darkness, their last words fresh in his mind, the moment became real again.

"So who did you leave behind?" He asked, looking over at her again. It was a clear sign he was done talking about it. And those had been the words of someone who knew.

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angry_queen
2020-08-19 02:45 am UTC (link)

"I understand how you feel." she did, too, though for other reasons and not quite the same ones. But she knew, and she knew her words had hit home.

But that was okay. They clearly both had things to face and nudging it into the open sometimes helped. Maybe a little, anyway, knowing someone else knew how much it hurt.

"No one alive to remember." she said slowly, then let out a breath. "But, I lost everyone." she waved a hand, "I'm not talking about recent history," not really wanting to talk about THAT either, "but a very, very long time ago. When we were the best force in Asgard. I fought for Odin. I did everything he asked."

Her fingers curled into the curve of her knee, "And yet, he sent us against his daughter, his power-mad daughter who drew her strength from Asgard herself." a snort before she took a drink from the bottle and handed it back.

"My sisters. My friends. My lover. Decimated. Easily. Leaving me the only one standing. I don't remember how I escaped but to this day I regret it. They died and yet, I lived." the entire elite Valkyrior, gone. "Any time I looked at a man, or a woman, I felt my heart crack. Like I was betraying her memory, their memory, by just being alive. So I know how it feels. And that is before Asgard fell, my people halved and halved again."

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_onyourleft_
2020-08-19 03:45 am UTC (link)

He knew how that felt. He'd woken 70 years in the future with all his friends, everyone he'd loved, gone. And knowing to them, he'd been dead, had somehow made it all the crueler.

"I'm sorry." The words were completely earnest, the only way he knew how to be. "Maybe one day you can tell me about them." Not today, he didn't think. Today wasn't a day she'd want to speak of the people she loved.

"Maybe that's why we're both here," he finally offered, shifting to face her this time. "Maybe it's the universe's way of telling us it's time to move on."

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angry_queen
2020-08-19 03:52 am UTC (link)

Their lives had been thrown away and she was left. And then had faced down their killer once more during Ragnarok - and still came out alive. But still losing. She wasn't sure how to handle that one either.

She took his words at their honest truth and offered him a faint smile. "Maybe sometime." she hadn't really talked about it to Thor, or Loki, or anyone. But maybe she needed to. She wasn't sure about that.

Valkyrie regarded him for a moment before looking down at him, her head tilted a little thoughtfully. "Perhaps," she said in a slow, cautious tone. "perhaps it is time to lay the dead and gone to rest and stop letting the ghosts of our pasts haunt the days of our future." it was a carefully said statement, like she wasn't sure if they were the right words or not.

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