asgardcoda | MINGLE LOG: WEEK ONE

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MINGLE LOG: WEEK ONE

Who: Everyone!
What: The MINGLE LOG for Week One of the Asgard Eventide Reunion!
When: March 1-7
Where: Anywhere in town!
Rating: PG-13 tops! Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please.

[ OOC NOTES: Whether you're making a return to the city or this is your first time setting foot into Asgard, the gods and Natives alike sure are happy to see you. This is a catch-all mingle log for Week One! Please check HERE for a run-down on what's cookin' this week. You can feel free to make your own headers, create your own events, or post your own logs elsewhere as you please. Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] along with the time/location of your character in the title of your comment.

As a note: we were super fortunate to have a few of our old NPC handlers volunteer to pick up their old Gods for the reunion! We currently have Hel, Heimdall, Baldr, Thor, Freyr, Mimir, Honir, Asgard!Loki, and also Frigg available for threading. If you'd like to request an appearance from one of these kids, please say so in the title of your comment. Some of us may make our own top-level as well, so be on the lookout for that! A million thanks to our NPC team for being so fantastic, we love and appreciate you so much.

Don't forget to check out the IC Inbox Mingle and the Network Post Mingle in the network comm! Let us know if you have any questions! ]

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"I can't even imagine that long of a period of time." she mused in between bites of dinner. "It must have been hell on your mind to go through all that alone."

Asuka's view of romance was far from healthy and mostly involved her looking for someone who could, for lack of a better way of putting it, "save her." Samantha has saved her numerous times, both physically and emotionally. So she would do pretty much anything to stand at the demon girl's side.

"You're the only person besides my mother that I've ever said "I love you" to, so you better know that I'll be with you as long as I can."

"Well, I wasn't always alone," she said distantly, laughing. "People would come and go for a while. Apparently I was one of the last. Eventually, we all left and stopped coming back. It's been centuries since then." She shrugged.

"I... didn't want to forget. There were so many things that I didn't want to forget. Your face... the feel of your hair between my fingers." And ... then she blinked and looked down at her plate, nodding, her eyes closed. She fidgeted, struggling. She'd waited a long time to see Asuka again, given up on fin-rot entirely.

"I know... which is why I want to ask something. You've only said that to her, and to me... Fuck, I'm not good at this. I'm really not good at this." They both sucked at relationships. They really did.

Part of Asuka wondered what else there was left to say between the two of them. After all they had been through, all they had experienced together, what could possibly be left that needed to be said, let alone something that overwhelmed someone as strong as Samantha.

So after a deep breath and another bite, she summoned the courage to speak. "Ask away, I promise I'll answer anything you want to know."

Samantha fidgeted and looked down at her plate. It felt almost unreasonably silly to suggest the thing that she was about to. They could be sent away tomorrow, without a shred of warning. This could be over in an instant, but at the same time it was like Asuka said. She didn't use that word often.

She chewed, swallowed and breathed in and out, trying to summon up what she wanted to say. She'd planned to say it softly, quietly enough that it didn't make a scene. But, when it came out, it was in a rush and far louder than intended. "Do you want to elope!"

...well, fuck. She'd just said that hadn't she?

Asuka stared blankly at Samantha for a moment before launching into a look of utter surprise.

"You mean you want to run away with me and get married?!" she yelled.

Welp, now they were both shouting. That was going to draw a crowd, alright. Two travelers reunited, and one of them's asking to elope? There were definitely natives watching, cooing and murmuring in shock, approval and all manner of things. So this is how they'd brought color back, right?

Yeah, that was really helping Samantha's embarrassment at having blurted that out right now.

She tried clearing her throat again, tried fumbling and clenched her eyes shut. This was not how you were supposed to ask this question. She'd seen just enough movies to know it. Wasn't one of them supposed to be on one knee? Shouldn't she have a ring? Damnit!

"Yes!" she blurted out. "I don't know if I'm going to get the chance to say these things again, and ... and... this isn't just about us dating or t..the sex anymore!" Yeah, a lot of things were getting said way too loud.

Marriage was something Asuka really had never concidered even in her youth. She saw her life as an endless battlefield at this point, and her only role in it as a pilot and solider. The idea of settling down with someone, making a home, and just enjoying life was an alien thought that had never crossed her mind

...but this was Samantha we're talking about, the girl she loved more then pretty much anything besides her Eva.

So Asuka calmed herself, took several deep breaths (nearly hyperventilating in the process), and calmed herself enough to speak.

"Can I think about it...?" She said meekly.

Now, that was a phrase nobody usually wanted to hear when they asked someone to marry them. At the same time, even when Asuka didn't leap forward and say yes, Samantha wasn't heart-broken. She knew Asuka well enough to know that taking an emotional step like that was... well at least as big a thing for her as it was for the girl who fed on people through sex normally. They weren't normal people. Normal people got to just say yes, yes, a thousand times yes.

She was hyperventilating a little too before she opened her eyes and reached out for Asuka's hand. "Yes... of course you can," she whispered, finally managing to calm down a little. "Just so long as I can try and find a dwarf tomorrow to tell a story to, see if they still take that as payment." Because rings weren't really a pagan thing, but they were an 'everybody else' thing.

"Ok..." Asuka slowly murmured as she gazed at her meal in a manner much different then before. "I'll have an answer for you soon, I just have some thinking that I need to do before I can."

Asuka's gaze was long and distant, but her mind was firmly on Sam and weighing if she wanted to spend the rest of her life (in Asgard) with her. The answer was yes, she very well knew that. But being married? She never liked the word, because for her it only represented the broken family she had when she was small.

But, if anything, she knew Sam wasn't like that. She would leave her for someone else or toss her aside like an old doll.

That yes might take a little bit to come out, but come out it would in time.

"I know. And I know I'm asking a lot," she said softly, looking down at the hand in front of her. She was still managing to eat at a decent pace but her mind was on the girl in front of her, foot nudging forward to brush against her ankle. "Take all the time you need."

She chuckled softly and glanced at the crowd as it started to thin. "On another topic, though... If they have a museum... I want to see it. Just for the laughs."

"Do you think they have a statue of me?" Asuka laughed awkwardly as she attempted to change the subject.

She chuckled a little, grateful that the abrupt change of topic had been taken up. A quick nod followed. "There's a lot out there, but they're kind of generic," she said, glancing down in the distance towards one and keeping her voice low. "Bet some of us get our likenesses chiseled while we're here, though."

"I've always wanted a statue devoted to my greatness." Asuka lived on adulation and praise, and what greater show of both was her likeness chiseled in marble. "Though knowing my life they'd screw it up somehow."

By now her meal was mostly gone and her eyes and thoughts began to wander. "So where are we going to sleep tonight? Is the old apartment still there?"

"Nah. Pinch is gone too, so we're staying in one of the houses, at least for the moment," she said, looking around. "Baldr's should be quiet, compared to the others. It's always been one of the smaller houses, so we could probably have a little peace and quiet there." Admittedly, whoever was downstairs or next door wasn't going to be getting a lot of peace and quiet if she got her way. Tension from earlier aside, the look she gave Asuka said that she wanted to do things, lots of things to her when they were alone.

"And we just need to make sure and get them plenty of pictures, to make sure they get it right, eh?"

That was a place she remembered well. She had lived there for quite some time, and was nearly miserable the entirety of the time she was there. Her housemates were weirdos and it was a always a bit annoying trying to sneak her lover in and out every one in awhile as well.

But, beggars can't be choosers and she needed somewhere to stay and do "things" with Samantha.

"I'm sure you'd rather be the one taking pictures of me, right." Asuka tried her best to sound sexy, but came across more as cute and/or awkward.

It definitely came off as a little of all three, and it had her face scarlet as she got up quickly and reached down for Asuka's hand. "I know it's ... hell, we both know it's forward. Screw it, I want to get out of here. Now."

She coughed, looking around. "You know... to ... uh, take pictures. For the sculptor." Yeah, those were totally the pictures she was taking, and if the sculptor ever used them, there'd be a real scandal in Asgard.

Asuka nodded in the positive, there was much to be done and none of it was thing they could do in public.

"Lets get going then." she said as she took Samantha's hand. "To take those pictures I mean!"

The tension between them could be cut like a knife, and it was likely that the others around them to could pick up on that fact as well.

"Yeah, pictures, definitely pictures." And she was holding Asuka's hand, hustling her in the direction of Baldr's house as fast as she could. Hopefully they wouldn't get impatient on the way...

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