The woman that stood before her was nothing short of beautiful. In all honesty, it made Zeva scowl that there was someone who took up more beauty than she. But that was besides the point right now. The intimidating demeanor she wished to emit didn’t fall short in her favour. When she watched the other girl take a step back and dropped her chin to her chest, it made her smirk. How adorable was she? There was no true murderous intent in the Death spirit. She had only wanted to strike a bit of fear is all.
Yet something threw her off. As soon as she heard the name Eris, her eyebrows furrowed in heavy confusion. Eris? As in the Goddess of Destruction? How could this even be? The woman before her looked like a prepubescent school child in her actions, bowing her head (not like there were any complaints from the other party) and acting as if someone was coming to her with candy. She looked absolutely vulnerable. Normally that Goddess was someone she looked up to. Zeva pictured someone like her. Straight forward, aggressive, out there. Big and bold. Not bashful and bantering. It was really strange that she couldn’t help but laugh in excitement. “So that’s you?! I expected someone with a more…flamboyant attitude. You…Never mind.”
It took a moment, but she finally collected her thoughts and settled her laughter, returning to the flute with her.
"Oh this? This is how I do my bidding. This is my weapon and my best friend. I’d rather not use it on you. Whether you believe it or not, you are someone I look up to. I’m a true fan of your work.”
Zeva’s expression could only be described as blank upon hearing the goddess’ name, the flutist’s eyes gripping Eris tightly as she scrutinized the other. Was she displeased? Did she not believe that the woman before her was discord itself? It would not have been the first time.
But suddenly, she laughed, smirking and cackling wildly, startling Eris a bit. The goddess’ magic reacted in time perfectly with her emotion as a few waste bins in their alley crunched and launched themselves spontaneously into the air.
“My work? You like my work?” It was stunning, absolutely dumbfounding the traveler. With wide eyes, she brought a hand to her chest, gesturing toward her own body. Zeva certainly was an odd one. But flattering none the less. With a wry smile, Eris blushed a bit, glancing down and back up.
"I must say you are one of the few who smiles at my name, let alone laugh and compliment me. Discord and chaos is not something normally so celebrated." Her shoulders relaxed along with the rest of her demeanor as Eris relaxed within the other’s presence. She wasn’t frighting. In fact she seemed quite interesting, unlike other’s she’d met before. She took a few tentative steps forward, looking over the flute with near child like curiosity in her eyes.
"Chaos is complex in it’s wake yet so simplistic, so basic in it’s execution. My power is twined near perfectly with my own mind and emotion, Lady Zeva. As I’m sure you noticed earlier," she nodded, almost a bit embarrassed, to the bins crumpled behind her. "…To put it simply, my work, as you called it, is no more than my imagination and emotions running wild. I.. do hope you aren’t disappointed with me, I’ve never had someone look up to me before." She smiled, a bit excited though still nervous. With a bow, Eris gave a curtsy, politely waiting before glancing up with a bit of color upon her cheeks.
"….is this not proper greeting for a friend?"
"Wisdom isn’t everything. Survival requires an element of trickery; Chaos; subterfuge.”
Independent Loki Roleplay
Singleverse - Selective - Multifandom
Based On The Runemarks Series
This Is Not A Marvel Portrayal
Norse Mythology Savvy
Para - Multipara - Script - Icon
10+ Years Experience
”All qualities I possess (if I may say so) in abundance.”
101 Dalmatians (1961) Alice in Wonderland (1951) Bambi (1942) Cinderella (1950) Dumbo (1941) Fantasia (1940) Lady and the Tramp (1955) Mary Poppins (1964) Peter Pan (1953) Pinocchio (1940) Sleeping Beauty (1959) Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937) Song of the South (1946)
DISNEY’S DARK AGE
The Aristocats (1970) Bedknobs & Broomsticks (1971) The Black Cauldron (1985) The Fox and the Hound (1981) The Great Mouse Detective (1986) The Jungle Book (1967) The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1977) Oliver and Company (1986) Pete’s Dragon (1977) The Rescuers (1977) Robin Hood (1973) The Sword In The Stone (1963)
THE DISNEY RENAISSANCE
Aladdin (1992) Beauty and the Beast (1991) A Goofy Movie (1995) James and the Giant Peach (1996) Hercules (1997) The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996) The Lion King (1994) The Little Mermaid (1989) Mulan (1998) Pocahontas (1995) The Rescuers Down Under (1990) Tarzan (1999)
DISNEY’S MODERN AGE
Atlantis: The Lost Empire (2001) Bolt (2008) Brother Bear (2003) Chicken Little (2005) Dinosaur (2000) The Emperor’s New Groove (2000)
Fantasia 2000 (2000) Home on the Range (2004) Lilo & Stitch (2002) Meet the Robinsons (2007) The Princess and the Frog (2009) Treasure Planet (2002) Tangled (2010) Wreck it Ralph (2012) Frozen (2013)
101 Dalmations 2: Patch’s London Adventure (2003)
102 Dalmatians Aladdin and the King of Thieves (1996) An Extremely Goofy Movie (2000) Atlantis - Milo’s Return (2003) Bambi II (2006) Beauty and the Beast - Belle’s Magical World (1998) Beauty and the Beast - The Enchanted Christmas (1997) Cinderella II - Dreams Come True (2002)
Cinderella III - A Twist in Time (2007)
Kronk’s New Groove (2005) Lady & the Tramp II: Scamp’s Adventure (2001) Lilo & Stitch 2: Stitch Has a Glitch (2005) Mulan 2 (2004) Pocahontas II: Journey to a New World (1998) Return to Never Land (2002) Tarzan & Jane (2002) Tarzan II (2005) The Hunchback of Notre Dame II (2002) The Jungle Book 2 (2003) The Lion King 1 1/2 (2004) The Lion King II: Simba’s Pride (1998) The Little Mermaid - Ariel’s Beginning (2008) The Little Mermaid II: Return to the Sea (2000) The Return of Jafar (1994)
A Bug’s Life (1998) Cars (2006) Finding Nemo (2003) The Incredibles (2004) Monsters Inc. (2001) Monsters University (2013) Ratatouille (2007) Toy Story (1995) Toy Story 2 (1999) Toy Story 3 (2010) Wall-E (2008) Up (2009) Brave (2012)
"I am certain that is the case. A few days and her skin will look like ours."
With another kiss to her lips he dismissed everyone from the room and drew the curtains to keep their privacy while Eris fed their child and he tended to some of her more intimate wounds. Once he was confident she was on the mend he returned to her side. Fingers brushing the cheek of their nursing daughter.
"Can you believe we did this? Us of all people, meant for destruction and chaos, we created something absolutely perfect… …" He could t take his eyes off the little girl.
The room emptied slowly as Loki ushered them out, the family finding themselves alone for the first time. Eris couldn’t stop merely staring at the child within her arms, cooing softly and allowing the babe to grip her finger as she fussed. “Are you hungry, my love? Is that what you would like..?”
She tucked her garment down, scooting up to allow her little one access to her swollen breast. Eagerly, she latched on, suckling healthily. Eris gave a tiny whimper at the sting, chuckling and glancing up to meet Loki’s eyes as he tended to her injuries. It was a bit embarrassing, to have him see her in such a state, but there was something almost intimate about how he mended her.
"We did this… We made this beautiful, little thing.." She muttered, flicking her fingers slowly over his own. "Do you think she’s getting enough?" She glanced between them, attempting to hide her obvious nerves before.. Eris paused, giving a small and tender smile. "And more importantly… What does daddy think to name his princess? I think.. No, I would like for you to name her, Loki.”
[ooc mini rant]
Loki sat on the edge of the bed beside her, his fingers brushing sweat clung strands from her forehead while she fell in love with their daughter. The blue tinting of her skin was sporadic and broken up by patches of pink that told him it would be temporary and hopeful fading as the weeks went on.
"She is perfect, beautiful. I am so very proud of you." He leaned in to kiss Eris, deeply. "Thank you." He whispered as he looked at their little girl, his focus was on nothing but the two of them as healers fussed over the new family and cleaned up around them.
"My lord?" A voice piped up behind him. "We really should check her lungs again, the color of her skin is… " Loki silenced her gently with a hand held up in silent protest. "Her skin is fine, I assure you. Please do what you need to for Eris and see she is healing from delivery but our daughter is fine."
The new mother sobbed quietly, mixed with laughter, and unable to contain her joy. After so much worry, so many months of dedication, and growing not only of their child but between the pair of them… And here she was. Eris held her close, cradling the child as if she’d never let her go, unaware of the tremor in her arms and body, returning his kiss with just as much fervor, her body cold and the stress of the last few hours finally catching up with her.
"Don’t fuss…" She smiled, glancing up to meet Loki’s gaze. "Is she alright? Truly, is this coloration just from us or-" Eris’ head bobbed suddenly, cutting off her sentence for a moment before she jerked herself back awake as two healers were upon her, leaning her back upon the pillows.
"No, no please, I’m fine there’s no need.. no need…" She stared up at him, exhaustion etched in her eyes. As they finished changing the garments and sheets, testing and checking a rather irritable goddess. All the while, the newborn continuously squirming to keep up, looking around with wide eyes, mouthing hungrily.
"Loki, can we please have them leave, I’m fine…I’m fine, truly. If there’s any healing to be done, I have faith with you but I just.. I just want the three of us, please…"
Loki could hear Eris panicking so he pressed for more form the healers. They vague resonances were irritating the worries father. “What do you mean by blue?” His tone more demanding this time. “Is she breathing?” He still had not heard a single cry and time was moving too quickly despite how it was slowed for him.
"—Yes My lord, her chest is moving but the color of her skin it is… " Deciding it was better that he see for himself the woman moved aside so he could see the new born. "Perfect." He smiled and brushed his fingers over her little cheek. "She is perfect."
The blue tint of her skin was not for lack of breath but his own Jotun blood. He had never been so happy to see another of his kind in his life, he couldn’t swaddle and scoop her into his arms quick enough. “Hello little one.” He gave the baby a tearful smile and earned an opening of her ruby eyes in return.
He looked back to Eris as he turned and swallowed back tears. “Come meet your mother.”
The goddess remained still, body trembling and heart beating loudly in her ears as Loki stared back at her, holding what was surely their child in his arms.
"She’s.. She’s not crying, is she-" Eris had leaned forward, one of the healers watching her carefully til the small bundle in the god’s arms began to move, giving a small grunt. The newborn stared up at Loki as if fascinated by her father as he walked forward.
Eris choked back a sob, covering her mouth as she smiled with every drop of admiration and love in the realm. She reached out to meet him, cooing, unable to speak as tears began to flow readily once more. One hand clung to Loki, dragging him to sit next to her before wrapping the other around the babe lovingly.
"H-Hello.. hello my darling.. Loki.. she’s beautiful… hello!" She grinned, trying her best not to cry as the new mother leaned over, nuzzling her nose against the child, laughing. It had slipped her mind, never thinking on it, that their new daughter may carry Loki’s Jotun lineage. And never once had she seen the blue tint to even his own skin.
"Why on Earth are you blue, my dear?" she giggled, unperturbed so long as she were healthy,still speaking high pitched to their daughter.
"I thought it prudent that the room be made Eris proof." He allowed himself a chuckle. "I should leave to your rest." His eyes followed her’s to glance at her swollen belly, still biting back the urge to offer her his condolences and washing his hands of this whole mess. And Gods it was a mess.
"Dinner is in a few hours, will you be dining with us or should I have your meal send up to you?"
She couldn’t help but smile. It was indeed an improvement to see someone not only taking her power seriously and prepping, but also to joke about it with a sense of normality. It seldom happened. Her smile faded though, following his eyes. There was something he wanted to say,to talk about but he ignored it.
"I… would like to eat up here less you think it’s more appropriate I eat else where. But you still avoided my questions. Where are your chambers and what is it you wish to say? Foolish decisions were made but I am not a fool. Now speak up, what is it you have to say?"