Valkyrie is an (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} angry_queen) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} somerealityrpg,@ 2020-09-18 08:25:00 |
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Where: Asgard!!
When: Morning
Warnings: Maybe lanuage from V
Status: Closed, In Progress
Valkyrie had stepped into Asgard with a cloud of emotions so thick you could cut it with a straw. She had never expected to see this place ever again, and during the harvest no less, she was feeling every connection she used to have flared to life. It was overwhelming and exhausting all at the same time. Braids were tied into a thicker braid down the center of her back. Dark eyes hazy with emotions. Legs stretched under her before she started walking.
She headed down into the shadows, following a well-known path towards the old armory and barracks. Her fingers trailed over the cut marble walls, a wistful smile on her face, the prick of tears in the corners of her eyes. She stopped at the door to the armory first - she didn't know if anything would come home with her but she wanted to pick up one of her favorite spears. Gungnir was gone but there were others she liked.
Her head came up to see Torunn not far behind and she offered the young woman a soft, rare, smile. "Torunn, shall I show you one of my favorite places here?" she asked gently, a huge offer from the notoriously private Valkyrie.