Everything means everything

Víðarr · 01-30-2022, 12:29 AM

Víðarr had his someones to return to. His family-- it was family above all. They were adventurers, and having somewhere to lay his head at the end of the night was appealing. Not being alone was a comfort that he'd been able to rely on. They were a strange bunch, held together by far more than just blood. The gang... the gang and their childhood traumas. Shared trauma is something capable of bringing a group together, right? Víðarr didn't recognize the trauma, and maybe he never would.

Maybe that was for the best.

As Kiela spoke of the most beautiful place here, his eyes glimmered softly. There was a spark here, a curiosity. Víðarr was intrigued. "Would you take me?" It didn't have to be today, but there was a hope that he could see it. Hell, there was a hope that she would take him, and they could see it together. Maybe it was a bid to get her to spend more time with him. Would he hold on too tightly to the thing here that had brought the small comfort of something like home? That was yet to be seen. Also... well, he couldn't help but admit to himself, she was awfully pretty. Her company was comfortable.

No plans, that was a good start... maybe. Víðarr's gaze returned to the woman where she stood, curious. "Would you like to come hunting with me?" It was an invitation. "We can eat together," right, the words felt strange in his mouth. There was no way that he could rearrange his tone to what exactly he meant, but that was fine. Víðarr wanted to bask in her company more, and didn't want to let a moment like this slip through his fingers. Softly, his gaze settled on the woman where she stood. It's softer than usual, from the shadow, but he figured it suits.

VÍÐARR
Ragnarök awaits.

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