Who: God and Erik Northman What: The longest day When: Starting right now Where: Erik's mansion Warnings: Oh yes, plenty. Rating: NC-17
As soon as she finished her reply to Erik, God closed her eyes and breathed in deeply, gathering the consciousness of the universe around her. Her laptop slid shut noiselessly and slivers of light popped around her. Wind swirled lightly as wisps of her hair slid over her shoulders and with little to no concentration, she removed herself from her rooms in the Vatican to land inside Erik's home, specifically his bedroom. If he wasn't there at the moment, she knew he would be shortly. They had a link, the two of them, one that wasn't conscious or even intentional. It simply existed. It allowed her to feel an intense surge of love everytime Erik thought of her or wanted to see her. And somehow he always knew when she was near. It occurred to her briefly that it might have something to do with the exchange of blood between them that very first time they were together.
Her eyes still closed, she floated to his bed, settling herself on it, her silvery dress falling in soft folds around her as she concentrated a little harder to slow the flow of time in the room. She didn't want it to affect the rest of the world, it wasn't her intention to mess with the fabric of time. She simply desired more time with her beloved, so she altered the passage of time within the room where they would be until further notice.