Asgard

"Well, no. But that does not by any means say that you are fake of shallow." She crosses her arms.

"I'm not sad! I don't get sad!" I bite my tongue and look him in the eyes.

"Well does the fact that, that was partially the reason I wanted to date you make me shallow?"

"Acky." Juve says, then things better of it. "You are talking to Ales-"

Then he drops his eyes, and looks at the ground. "Nevermind."

And he turns and walks to the window overlooking the large green trees.

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"No!" She takes his face in her hands. "Please."

She puts her forehead against his cheek.

Sif

I look at Juve confused.
"Darling what's wrong?" I walk up behind him placing my hand on his back.

"I almost said it again. Her name." He sighs, and puts his face on the glass. "I am so stupid."

I watch his back as he talks to Sif. What did I do? I shut the spellbook so that my face is visible again. I'm just being stupid. I walk away from everyone and set my shield and book down. Unsheething my sword, I study it carefully.

Suddenly, I hold it up, in a fighting position and stab it straight into the air. Twirling around, I stopped and stabbed again in the same place. I repeat. On the second twirl, I trip and the sword slips out of my hand. I groan and sit up, examining a small cut in my knee. you'll never be good enough to fight for them... I shake my head, ignoring the thought. you'll never be good enough at all

"I will stop if it will make you feel better but I need to go out there.." I straighten my outfit make sure I haven't smeared my maskcara and wipe away all traces of lipstick. Then straighten my hair unlock the door and step out closing it behind me. I see Acky attempting t swing the big sword and walk up to him, "Your forms all wrong."

Eris sighs.

She looks at the window, and she stands and walks to it, thinking about many things.

Heat rides on the back of my neck as I almost hit Loki with the swing of my sword. "Form?"

"Yes, form the posture you adopt to hold the big sword.." I smile. Trying to help people isn't really my thing so I am sure I sound like a jerk. "May I hold your weapon for a minute?"

Eris opens the window and dangles her feet out of it. "Enyo?"

Then, she lets go of the railing, as small yelp comes out of her mouth as she lands on the tiny lip before her..

The wet lip causing her feet to slide. She looks down at the ground, thousands of feet down.

Something doesn't seem right I run back to the room opening the door, "Eris!?!" I see her sipping on the window sill and grab her hand, "What are you doing?"

"Let me go, Loki." She can't look up at him, only at the heavy dress she has on. "Please. He will come and he will hurt you."