The cold liquid dripped from a split colored muzzle, the soaked fur there pressed down to the pink skin beneath. His whole body was matched, making the once pristine and hellish prince look quite pathetic. He looked sluggishly toward maeva, his homemade coat and, disturbingly so, only companion. But she was essentially a mobile home. A security blanket. Someone who would listen endlessly and only occasionally talk back. He enjoyed her. His frame, though still riddled with obvious signs of malnutrition, was shaking ravagely. The poppies he had ate were not agreeing with him, and he could tell he was beginning to show signs of hallucination.

A wicked grin crept upon his thin lips, showing a row of well-kept carnivorous teeth. From the mouth of a deer not far off within the valley, a slim covered thing resembling a snake but not quite crawled toward him. Yes, crawled with a row of at least twenty clawed feet on short legs. Jaeger was unmoved, though clearly insane as he simply grinned that pure smirk. The creature dived toward him, mouth agape and ready to tear into the bag of bones of which he was. But instead of fulfilling it's intent, it dove deep into the sandy shore of the river with a nasty snarl. Kjekt å treffe deg, Skogsrå.

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Fun fact: Skogsrå is a guardian of a specific location (for whatever reason)

!! jae wears a full deer carcass (excluding legs) draped over himself

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The world was nothing but a steaming heap of shit, and among it crawled the maggots and insects that liked to pollute it with their very existence. Nox surely had not made it easy for them, had he? But ah, then there was Celeste, his beautiful wife, who saw all life as beautiful. Saw only the good. What a terrible shame that there had to be some sort of balance. Aye, a shame. Perhaps that was why Rainbow found Nox to be a more worthy god to worship than his beloved. In the end, however, did any god truly watch over them anymore? Or were they all just playing the game of life down here, acting like fools, for the amusement of these gods. They sure seemed to like killing off those who were boring, now didn't they? That was why she had decided to never be boring. Her very coat, her eyes, her essence of being spoke of a unique beast. She was a solid creature, yet not bulky. She carried herself with a warrior's pride, yet she did not immediately seek the taste of blood. A broken beast, in some sort of control at the moment. She moved with purpose and yet, she had no destination in mind. There was some sort of goal, but damned if she could remember what that was at this very moment. Rainbow breathed in, her nostrils flaring, as her red and pink orbs scanned the earth before her. Some valley, in the middle of some foreign land. She was just a foreigner here... a lost lamb. No... a lost monster seeking out it's next act of devilishness. It was when she caught the scent of a male, and one with not so captivating a scent at that. There was something else in the air too, and when she arrived on scene it was clear as to what that was. A deer skin. Oh, how intriguing. The female would gaze at the man, standing off to the right of his rear by about two meters or so of length. Heck, had the man not been drugged he probably would have paid more attention to her approach. But no, his gaze was focused on something else. Something definitely not there, as far as she knew, that he was speaking to. Hell, maybe she was the one who was failing to see something. "Do you always talk to invisible beasts, darling?" The female would ask almost gently, yet with a large grin on her face. Oh yes, let the fun begin. ""

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As the creature's slick tail slipped into the sand, the eyes of the alabaster and ebony man trailed to the particles of sand that had separated from the rest. Separated like himself. Abandoned. By the gods, by a beautiful companion, and by a lover who felt just so right. The only one left to bring him any warmth or thought of acceptance was.. his cobalt and ivory eyes looked toward the decomposing hide known as maeva. Only one eye could see her, and that one eye was a sign of just how much he was hated by his beloved odin. His wicked grin now faded, the man began to twitch and convulse with grief before.. No. It was simply the hallucinogens fading. He fought the urge to break down, to wither to the floor and lie for days. He straightened up and attempted to clear his throat, though to others not on reality-bending drugs it probably looked as if he were about to implode.

Seconds later, maeva's hissing voice touched his left ear softly causing a flick. Someone was near? He turned, his face distorted into confusion, grief, and ecstasy. There was in fact a woman very near. So near that he could step a few feet and be kissing her. Slowly his eyes would widen as the one still able to see caught glimpse of the rainbow river flowing from her  forehead to the base of her tail. And, to his doped up mind, it was literally a moving river. But of course it wasn't a woman at all. It was a man. Well, a god really. And when realization hit the partially coal-masked man, his eyes flared with heat. Annoyance and anger flooded his veins. Why of all times did he pick now? After all these days and months of disappearance and desertion? His blind eye closed, a massive migraine coming on and suddenly his voice exploded: Loki, Ich bin nicht in der Stimmung für deine Scheiße heute! His ribs heaved with each breath he took, his lips quivering with anger. Through clenched teeth and a voice rolled in gravel he continued calmly, yet still pissed, Gehen Sie finden ein anderes Selbsthass Hündin zu verhöhnen.

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Lovely. The man looked about three seconds from going into himself and creating a black hole. Broken minds, damned as they were, were something that Rainbow understood. Yes, she understood them all too well, really. Perhaps that was why, despite his strangeness {and look at her, who was she to talk!} that she decided to stick around longer, and not attempt to chew on a limb. No, his anger, his strange words, while they still annoyed her, also fascinated her. Ahh a foreigner. Such an odd bit of speech coming from that mouth. Poor little beast. Looks like someone made an attempt at makings sure he wouldn't run away. A poor attempt. Three legs was still one too many for such a thing. Somebody screwed up, and the work was far too sloppy. Clearly an amateur. Pity. Or maybe not. "Excuse me, bid-- hun, but what the fuck did you just say? I'm afraid I don't speak... whatever you're speaking. Could I trouble you to speak in English?" The female would raise a brow. She was not overly impressed by his anger, his sorrow, his hurt. No, really, she wasn't sure how to take any of it. Should she be offended? Was he calling her a freak? Join the club, dude! She flashed a smile instead, deciding not to it bother her. White paws lead her closer, and her voice would drop in tone. "Maybe we can let our bodies talk instead, if you don't know English. That might be more fun anyway. Do you like fun? Yes...? No...?" Now if only she knew what he saw her as. How would she feel then? Pleased? Disturbed? No, probably neither. She was no god, nor goddess, but she wasn't against the idea of being looked upon with a sort of awe, respect, of acknowledgement at least of her presence. Who knew? Maybe she could get some fun in today herself. She could use a man to play with. ""

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Emotions he hadn't felt in almost a year erupted into his veins, poisoning his blood and cracking his high into pieces. Before him the river upon the woman's back rolled and slapped between her ears, but within minutes it all slipped down her sides and quivered at her feet. The words she spoke did not reach his clouded mind, only fell amount the trees around them. Then she morphed. She twitched and convulsed, distorted and shimmered until her figure started to match one all too familiar...

The cimmerian baron's rage could be matched by no one. Not even odin himself could have conjured something so powerful. His blood boiled, his stomach felt as if it were clawing at his ribs. Even the decaying deer corpse he wore had crawled beneath a rock to hide. He shook uncontrollably, his tongue sloppily wetting his cracked lips with an overly abundant amount of saliva; the excess dripping onto an onyx toe. And then his voice boomed from a tight throat, Ich will ihn zurück! looked Loki dead in the eye, his mouth agape in a terrible sneer. He had taken the form of his beloved kaprasius, or so in his drugged mind he had. And after so long of ignoring the fact that he had lost him, no. That the gods had taken him, it had all finally caught up to him. And he couldn't handle it. ICH WILL IHN ZURUCK! Something wet slid over his cheeks, and suddenly he couldn't hold himself up anymore. Suddenly all his rage vanished, and he felt nothing but guilt and heart ache. He opened his cobalt and dead eye, which he hadn't realized had closed, to gaze longingly at the feet of his long lost brother. But he knew it was only the mischievous god of his lore. He knew he'd never get him back, not even a real glance or a real whisper of his voice. Du nahmst...

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