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She straightened a bit and tried to look imposing. "If you were in my position, I doubt that you would have chosen any different pastimes."
Fandral laughed "I am sorry m'lady Kitta, I was not judging you for it, I am sure it is most fun when one has little other options"
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She sat in the other chair and brought her legs up in front of her, her robes spreading out around her. "I am Kitta, of Nornheim" was all that she could really think to say.
Fandral smiled and lent his chin on his hand as his elbow rested on the chair arm "Greetings then Kitta, of Nornheim, scarer of children and seeker of adventure."
She shifted on her feet, rather tempted to rend his head from his shoulders simply because he suggested it. "Anything, actually. As long as it does not involve what you possess below your belt nor what you have done nor will do with it."
Fandral looked at her, slightly amused, after a moment of dead silence he spoke "Well that conversation went rather quick did it not?" he smirked before just melting into a chair, offering her the other "Well, how about we talk about you since you already know so much of me?"
"I wish to speak with you" she said as she glared at him. "You do possess the ability to carry on a civilized conversation with a maiden, do you not?"
Fandral tilted his head in thought "depends what your definition of 'civilized' is, m'lady. For this conversation now could be seen as civilized as you are not currently flirting with me, nor I you, and you are currently not threatening to shave me or render my head from my shoulders. But what do you wish to speak of? surely not the weather?"
Her eyes flew wide and her face so red that she looked like she may catch fire. "W-what?!" she gasped, taking a step backward and falling back into the shadows. Her head quickly poked out once more. "That is NOT what I meant and you are well aware of that!"
Fandral chuckled at her reaction "not what you ment m'lady? I do not have the fainest idea to what you are referring too", he winked and ran his hand through his golden hair "well then, what kind of entertainment do you seek if not scaring children or becoming awfully embarrassed?"
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She reached out to grab him by the front of his armor and jerked him forward and down so that he was at eye level as she stepped from the shadows. "I have kept you alive despite all forces working against me. It is difficult and thankless. But beyond that..." she let go, chewing on her lip slightly. "I require further entertainment than scaring others... I may or may not have developed a reputation as some sort of ill intended spirit with Asgard's children."
Fandral grinned and raised an eye brow "So forward m'lady? were you not just scolding me for being so forward with other maidens?" he laughed "Well if you simply had said something sooner I would be able to thank you properly for such things. And help provide you with some entertainment other than my own antics... unless you are entertained by watching that is..."
"I find 'your' way out eventually. And I serve what all sentient creatures serve, whether conscious of it or not. I serve the tapestry woven by the three Mothers. I serve Fate. And you... Well, in a way I suppose you serve me. And how do I celebrate life?" She popped her head from the shadows right in front of him. "Ooo" she hissed, a mischievous smile spreading across her face.
"Ah so you are of Nornheim then!" Fandral laughing to himself, "Of course you serve the three mothers then, but I always thought of your kind as rumours and superstitions, which is saying something among godlings" he smiled and rubbed his chin "but tis most surprising finding that I do indeed have a Fate instead of merely immense luck".
The golden god jerked back as she suddenly appeared, taken by surprise but hand going straight to his blade, "so you celebrate by surprising folk? how interesting for I was under the impression that your kind was meant to be rather secretive, why do you appear now?"
"In a way, I suppose" the voice laugh. "I do mind you... At least insofar as I wish for you to remain alive. But I do not serve you. And you make my job difficult in very many ways. You have a horrible habit of nearly dying. And why, across all the realms, must you celebrate these near fatal events by disrobing with young maidens?!"
Fandral rose from his seat and made circles around the room, seeking the source of the voice but finding only shadows, "So how do you mind me and not serve me? who do you serve?" his blue eyes sought a face "Aye I suppose I do but comes with the territory of being a warrior, but fear not m'lady" Fandral smiled "for I always find my own way out eventually, I do not plan on dying anytime soon. How do you celebrate life if not with one of its greatest passions?"
