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squidgod (squidgod) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2019-01-28 08:31:00

Entry tags:

brynhild, kai akua

Who: Kai and open
Where: Lake in Wheel 3
What: Contemplating
When: Early morning
Rating: Low
Open: Yes
Status: Unfinished
The lake was still no replacement for the openness of the ocean. This was water kept at bay, life stuck in a little tank. It was what this station stood for. Confinement. He was a prisoner in a metal cage. Kai did not belong here. He never would. His world was long forgotten. Some gods had reinvented themselves in his world. They had gone with the humans and become something new, sometimes they were almost one of them. His own wife certainly faired better in this world than he did. She had built something while he sulked. He was a deity, not a shop owner. But the shop owner had a better grasp on the mortals than the deity.

A sigh escaped the huge man's lips as he rose from the rock on the shore. There was nothing to do around here but he was tired of just sitting there. He had been here for an hour or had it been a day? Time was hard to keep track of.

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brynhild_ingouf
2019-02-04 05:23 am UTC (link)

Bryn found herself strolling around the park. Contemplating the most recent loss. And the meaning of it. Of the impact it would have. There also needed to be a memorial. But how did you do it on a place that drifted between worlds and not doom the spirits to eternal damnation here? To walk the station like the ones who had died there.

She did not feel cold. Yet she bundled herself up in furs and leathers like it was bitter. It was as if she were still a viking. Though she hadn't been for more than a thousand years. She'd left that life when her offsprings offspring no longer knew her name. They knew that they simply came from a shieldmaiden. But it was hard to leave that life behind, when two of her first born were there. In the flesh. At least, not without explaining something that was very hard to explain.

It was his scent that drew her out of her thoughts. He smelled of the sea. And the sun. And the island that worshiped him. He smelled of life. And it seemed to roar around in his veins as loudly as it did Thor's.

"Kai." She offered in greeting. When she drew near enough that she wouldn't have to yell. He really was a very pretty male.

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squidgod
2019-02-04 02:31 pm UTC (link)

Kai did not have to turn around to see who it was. Nandi's friend. The dead one. She left a ripple in the natural world. To him, she did not belong. It was not her fault. For all he knew, she had not chosen this route and like other humans she clung to her existence. So many had bargained with him. They could not see the natural order. The circle of life was a circle and not a ship sailing to the horizon. The old needed to die for new life to blossom.

But he was just as old and misplaced. The few people who knew of his existence were nothing compared to the tribes of Polynesia. Kai was at the end of his life. The new god had taken over in his many shapes and had eradicated the beliefs of many cultures along with their freedom. Once their freedom had been returned to them - at least on paper - their religions had not. And here on this station in space, followers were even more scarce.

"Brynhild," he greeted over his shoulder before his gaze shifted back onto the puddle of a lake in front of him.

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brynhild_ingouf
2019-02-05 08:22 am UTC (link)

Bryn closed the gap, but she did not get too close. "I miss the sea. By your look of longing I imagine you do to." How could the waters of this place even compare, she didn't know. She hadn't thought about it. Or sailing in ages. But there was no harm in being personable. Even if he wasn't a god she worshiped.

"But, as I understand, there are many planets around us. Have you not thought about exploring one and it's oceans?" Though, she was content on the space station, she didn't have the solar tolerance most the people here did. And she wasn't sure how much her intolerance for it would withstand different stars from their own. "You could probably even cultivate followers."

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squidgod
2019-02-05 09:02 am UTC (link)

Of course he had thought about it. He longed for it but there was always hesitation bound to new followers. A whole new species worshipping him could change him beyond recognition. He was dying now without belief but he could just as well die with it.

"I am a traveller of the seas, not the sky," he answered. "I dislike where I am but I would also dislike going somewhere else."

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brynhild_ingouf
2019-02-05 10:22 am UTC (link)

"Ah. The dilemma of all things that are as old as dirt." Except Loki. And perhaps Thor. "I will admit, I am not one to ask to fly one of those contraptions, and any time I've flown in an Airplane I've had to be asleep." In a coffin, nailed shut tight, in with the luggage. "Do Polynesian gods not have a sense of adventure? My gods travel the universe and back." Bryn dared tease.

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squidgod
2019-02-05 10:41 am UTC (link)

A grumble escaped his lips. It was a sound of the ocean, rolling waves crashing against cliffs. "Adventures are for people who have a home to come back to. Otherwise, you are not on an adventure, you are merely lost." He was already lost. He had been for centuries. While Nandita served as an anchor in his life, everything else was build on quicksand. This place was no home to him.

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brynhild_ingouf
2019-02-06 05:01 am UTC (link)

"Ah, I believe differently. There are worlds that have yet to be explored, many you could call home. Finding a new home is an adventure." Bryn's gaze shifted upward, where the windows exposed the outside to the thousands of stars. She raised her hand up for emphasis. "Is that not a sea of stars? Do not get me wrong, I do not want you to leave. But if you are not happy, shouldn't you try something new in attempt to find it?" It surprised her when she looked back at who she was before being brought to the island. To the station. And to who she was now. "You will be surprised what you can find if you just try."

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	squidgod 2019-02-06 07:26 am UTC (link)
	Questions hailed into him. He had to pick what to respond to but there was one thing to stand out. One thing that caused a growl in his throat. As if on cue, a small ripple in the water extended from where he stood. He remembered his feud with the sky all too well. "That is not the sea. I am part of the sea and the sea is part of me." Gods were a stubborn breed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	brynhild_ingouf 2019-02-06 10:30 am UTC (link)
	"But this is not your sea. And that is not your sky." Bryn waved a hand down at the meager water below, only to point up. "I know you're not what you once were. Everything changes Kai. Midgard changes every day. Even your sea. It's time you quit suffering, and change a little bit at least." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	squidgod 2019-02-07 09:29 pm UTC (link)
	"You speak as if you know me and yet you do not," he said. It was not an unfriendly tone, more a tired one. He was old. He was tired. Change was not something he could choose. Chances were that if he left this station he would die. Without belief he could exist. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	brynhild_ingouf 2019-02-08 06:34 am UTC (link)
	Bryn turned to face him fully. "I will admit that I do not know much about the gods of your part of the world. But I know you are a god. And because of what I am, I can sense your power. I simply made an educated guess that it is not as strong as it once was." She confessed. "The hunger tells me as much." Though she had no urge to taste him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

squidgod
2019-02-08 08:22 am UTC (link)

He waved his hand. "It is not what I meant. Advice should be personal. When I was young a man -" Had he been young or had it been a life ago? "- once told me that one should listen before one speaks for you do not know a man before you observe their actions and listen to their words." A heavy sigh erupted once more as the pictures dragged him back to the situations. The smells. The fire crackling in the background. But the dead woman was of white blood, the one who shouted the loudest was often considered wisest in the lands of the white people.

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brynhild_ingouf
2019-02-09 05:30 am UTC (link)

"Ah. You think I have not observed you. And the only conversation we have had is when you rescued my daughter from the drowning." Bryn nodded slowly. And looked away from him. Turning to face the recreational pond. "I do not have to have had words with you to know by your face, as most males have that very same look no matter the species or the shape, when they are not content. Save for Loki, but he is different. He will smile at you and be as mad as fire at the same time. That is when you should pray for a very strong invisible armor." She mimicked the face, the sloped brow, the slight jut of the lower lip. But the mimicked face fell as a touch of sorrow entered her voice. "But the most telling is your blood, it should sing to me, roar, as if demanding my attention. And it is a hum. It is alarmingly quiet. It grows louder when you and Nandi are close, but not that loud." Bryn often wondered why she cared so much about people she didn't know. "I do not know you, but I know her. But not enough to know what would happen to her if you chose to just stop, and go where ever your kind go when they are tired of fighting. But I have lived long enough to know that she would likely follow you, at least... In the stop. Likely she would go somewhere else. If I can prevent that, even if it is in anger that it does..." Then why not?

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squidgod
2019-02-09 07:55 am UTC (link)

Ah, white men and their justifications. Yet, he listened. He always did. He had always been the quiet one. Always listened more than spoke.

"So you have seen I was miserable and that the lake is not an ocean. I do not hide it and neither does this lake but that does not mean you know my story," he said and shook his head. He could have gone on that sometimes asking a person how they felt could already lick some wounds. But he did not. The dead woman did not seem to like his words so why waste more of them?

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brynhild_ingouf
2019-02-09 08:18 am UTC (link)

"No, I do not. Do you need me to know your story for justification? I do not see you being over eager to know mine, and it is likely you think you know it. Yet I can tell you are unhappy, and simply because of that that I offer you different options other than fading into oblivion. I could have kept walking." And perhaps he wished she did. She hugged her warm furs closer to her body. Not that she was cold. "How many others have stopped and offered you means of ridding yourself of misery?"

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	squidgod 2019-02-09 08:43 am UTC (link)
	He sighed. She did not understand his point and he was tired of the Western ways. "Few," he answered her question. He did not say more. His mind was wandering back to the circles they had wandered for days now. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	brynhild_ingouf 2019-02-09 09:10 am UTC (link)
	"Well, then, I will leave you. And not bother you again." Bryn bowed dramatically and turned on her heal to leave. "If ever you decide to stop being stubborn and miserable, my beloved can fly the craft here. I am sure he'd give you safe travel to a larger mass of water, if I asked him." And she didn't require him knowing her story to do it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	squidgod 2019-02-09 09:18 am UTC (link)
	The god chuckled whole-heartedly now. Her stubbornness and fight for victory was something most white men could not keep up with. "And if you ever wish to truly listen, I will tell you my story and maybe you can give me advice that is less likely to kill me." He bowed to her equally and then plunged himself into the water. This was a story to tell Nandi. (Reply to this) (Parent)