* O DEATH

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     The look in this woman’s eyes made Singularity shift her weight; body language bordering on discomfort. She’d seen a look like that before – a look that made the pocket universe feel like she was being studied. Looks like that always lead to other, darker things. Singularity would have to be careful – she did not want to get hurt, or for that matter, hurt others.

      “I do not come from anywhere. I simply… exist. I am of the universe.” She replied, the best she could. Singularity was a universe. Sentient. Self actualized. She was still tried to fully comprehend what it was that she was herself.

     “Who are you?”

This creature–– this girl was so strange. Cryptic. She seemed to think that what she was saying made perfect sense, as if she every word out of her mouth didn’t confuse the Goddess more and more. Hela would have been interested in questioning her further, headache be damned, but she could see that the other was beginning to close herself off. If she pushed too hard, she would likely never get the answers she was after. 

At the other’s question, Hela could feel herself begin to smile. At least this was something she had answers to. 

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❝ Unfortunately , I can’t take no for an answer . ❞ 

Shrugging her shoulders, she held the garish garment out towards him, urging him to take it.  

SONG OF ACHILLES STARTERS

GRAVITY LANDED WITH A QUIET thud!  in  the  grass  near  hela.  he’d  been SENT  here  per  request  of  s.h.i.e.l.d.  in  SEARCH  of  the  avenger,  thor.  he’d  already  been  warned  that  hela  or  loki  or ANYONE  unsuspecting  could  be  here  ;  this  didn’t  SCARE  him,  as  he  had  taken  on  bigger  villains  before ( cough  )  GALACTUS  (  cough  ).

being  dead  and  then  REAWAKENED  had  come  with  a  fair  price.  despite  the  fear  of  the  pain  that  came  with  dying,  greg  wasn’t  scared  of  what  would  come  NEXT.  so,  he  had  a  one-up,  a  SNEAK peek,  if  you  will,  of  dying.  he  was  NOT himself  anymore.  he  had  been  awoken  by  epoch  an  now  had  enough  power  to  shake  the  cosmos  themselves.

he  could  have  WIPED  galactus  out  with  the  snap  of  a  finger,  and  REGRETTED  not  doing  so  now.  .  .   at  that  time,  however,  he  just  wanted  his  mom  and  dad.  now,  he  was  here  before  hela,  who  had  hadn’t  expected  to  see,  and  her SNARKY attitude  was  rubbing  the  universe’s  protector  the WRONG  way,  fully.

❝  i  NEVER  understood  the  villains’  need  to  come  across  as  SNARKY  and  demeaning.  .  .  ❞  he  crossed  his  arms.  ❝  i’m  looking  for  thor.  better  yet,  s.h.i.e.l.d.  is  LOOKING  for  thor.  ❞  the  boy  said.

❝ Snarky –– oh please . That wasn’t snark boy , it was a warning . ❞

What was it about inhabitants of Midgard? They always had a line to throw back at you. That must have been where Thor had picked it up–– there was no way he learned to talked like that back home. 

At her brother’s name she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. So he wasn’t here for her–– at least, not yet. Looking for Thor. She didn’t particularly care why S.H.I.E.L.D. was looking for her brother. Someone was always looking for him, she learned a while ago not to bother getting involved. 

❝ Well then , I would suggest looking elsewhere , unless you want to return empty handed . I have no idea where Thor is ––  I ‘ m not his keeper . ❞

Mostly true. While it wasn’t her duty to keep track of her brother, she still liked to keep tabs. Even if their relationship could be considered estranged at best, they were still family. For gods like them, what had happen on Asgard could be likened to a spat among siblings.