#odindusk

      FIRST, IT WAS his surly scoundrel of a right-hand man; now, joker finds himself bearing witness to the ruminations of lord leon’s bombastic left. surely, he must be aware that both of his retainers have departed for this city, though he inwardly suspects that the prince’s presence is not far behind. regardless, the other man seems to be oblivious to the remainder of the world around him; a situation only halted by the clearing of the butler’s throat to alert odin to his presence. 

      THOUGH, AS HE gets a closer look at the other man, perhaps he is wrong in believing him to be odin - at least, the odin that he is aware of. 

Back when she was in the army, Selkie would always get scolded for sneaking up on people. Being the only one in the group who knew how to take a joke was upsetting. Yet when she returned to Hive City she saw everyone was having a fun time trying to scare one another. Was it finally acceptable to give your friends a good fright? Hot dog!

Selkie was taking a stroll when she noticed a familiar face. What was his name again - Owen? Owen Something. She at least remembered he was one of the fun adults in the army, always spouting funny lines. Maybe he’d appreciate a good prank? Putting her hunting skills to good use, Selkie snuck up behind him and suddenly grabbed him by the shoulders.

                ✿ܓ -   This had to have been the eeriest place in Hive City that Lenalee had yet to find. There was a heavy layer of fog coating the area, it was silent, all she could hear was the bottom of her heels tapping against the gravel below her feet. Where exactly did she end up? 

  ‘ I didn’t get lost did I? ‘ the female mumbled to herself, walking further into the fog, there had be an exit somewhere. If worst comes to worst, she’ll use her innocence to fly upwards but considering she could hardly see, that wasn’t a good idea for now.  

  It wasn’t long before she felt like she was being followed. The hairs on the back of her neck was sticking up, goosebumps covered her arms. Pausing in her tracks, she stood still, listening. There was more footsteps and not coming from her.  Now she was starting to get creeped out and a little scared. She wasn’t alone and she couldn’t see. 

Obsidian hues darted side to side as she hurried along the path in front of her. The sooner she gets out of the fog the better now. She had been in way too many situations like these that lead to bad endings. Her paced hastened as the footsteps drew closer and closer. Before she knew it, she had run into something.