According To Plan [Loki/Justin]
GROUP:Norse Camper
AGE:19 yrs old
PRONOUNS:He/him
WRITTEN:0 posts
TAG:@roland
Post by Roland Chambers on Apr 2, 2015 21:37:32 GMT -8
While most of the campers were busy with dinner and chatting away, Roland had left early saying that he was tired and was going to bed early. But no. He had merely gone back to his bunker to get a few things; a goblet and his knife. He needed them to tell the one he was working for how everything was going.
As the son of Vidar walked deeper into the woods, he checked periodically to see if anybody was following him. He didn't need to kill another person just yet, but he wouldn't care if the camp had found another dead body.
Making his way to clearing that was located deep within the woods, Roland rolled up the sleeve of his right arm. Setting the pure black goblet on a stump, with his left arm he cut his arm. Just deep enough to annoy him and draw enough to fill up the goblet fast.
Next was the slightly hard part. Roland would have to chant in Latin. For some reason it was always Latin. Rolling his sleeve down, he watched as blood began to seep through his sleeve a little. If anybody asked, he would lie and say he injured himself during training. They would believe. Who would even question a 'dead' guy?
Putting his knife back into it's sheath, Roland grabbed the goblet. Nothing else really needed to be done with the blood. Loki had a body/vessel. He didn't need a dead person, that he knew of at least. He had only summon Loki once before.
The chant wasn't very long. It was just him repeating a few lines about three or four times, saying that he summons to the mortal world the god of tricks and lies. The god Loki. Once he was done with the chanting, Roland set the goblet down. Now all he had to do was wait. But for how long?
WORDS:; 312
OUTFIT:; here
TAGGED:; @loki & Justin Matthews
MUSE:; The Drug In Me Is You by Falling In Reverse
NOTES:; Enjoy
Life is just unexpected and painful sometimes. And it just happens. There's no avoiding it.
GROUP:Norse Chieftain
WRITTEN:0 posts
TAG:@justin
Post by Justin Matthews on May 3, 2015 14:21:00 GMT -8
Justin wasn't entirely sure why he'd felt the need to follow Roland. He'd had a sinking feeling in his gut when Roland had left dinner to go to his bunker. He'd left Atticus with his siblings, saying he was going to check on Roland - and initially he had been going to. When Roland had first known him, he'd been terrible at sneaking around and following someone without alerting them to his presence. Years later, he'd gotten much better. Whenever Roland would check back, he wasn't sure why he felt the need to hide, but he did. He didn't have his battleaxe with him - he didn't think he'd need a weapon. But something was up. Roland hadn't gone to his bunker - he was heading deep into the woods surrounding the camp. Why was he going there? Was he leaving?
At the thought of losing Roland again, anxiety started to claw at his heart and mind. His breath caught, and he had to calm himself before continuing his pursuit. He may not have been a child of a forest deity like Roland, but he knew these woods very well. He knew where to step to keep his presence concealed - or how to make it look like any noise he accidentally made was from an animal. He ducked behind a large tree, pressing his back against it. He glanced around the tree's trunk and frowned at the sight of his former shield-mate cutting himself. What was he doing...? He didn't like the look of the blood dripping into some cup. It struck him as some sort of magic, but Roland couldn't perform magic... right?
He pulled himself back behind the tree. His heart leapt at the sound of Roland's voice - he still wasn't used to having him back. What was he saying, though? It sounded like... Latin? Didn't the Romans speak that? The next voice he heard sent a chill shuddering up his spine.
"You called?" the voice was feminine, entrancing.
Justin subtly peaked around the tree again and caught sight of the dark-haired woman who had emerged from the woods and now stood in front of Roland. Everything about her screamed power. It didn't take him long to come to the conclusion that she was a goddess... But which one? And why had Roland summoned her? The mist around her shimmered and for a brief moment, she was wearing an elegant emerald dress and a golden, horned helmet. Then it vanished, and she went back to looking like a modern woman.
Loki.
"You should be more careful next time," she said suddenly, her eyes narrowing on Roland. "It is unwise to allow yourself to be followed." Her eyes wiped to Justin's location, and she flicked her wrist. Just as Justin ducked back behind the tree, the spot where he'd been looking around exploding as if it'd been hit by some kind of blast, spraying splinters and fragments of bark.
He shielded his eyes and instinctively reached to where his battleaxe was usually strapped to his belt, only to remember that he'd left it in his bunker. He sensed rather than saw someone suddenly in front of him. He moved his arm down from shielding his eyes and barely had time to register that Loki was now right there in front of him before she struck out. The palm of her hand slammed against his throat, causing him to sputter out a cough. He soon found her fingers wrapping around his throat. With inhuman strength, she lifted him up, his feet no longer touching the ground, his back pinned and scraping against the tree's bark as she raised him. He clawed at her hand, struggling to breathe. She grinned wickedly at him.
"Well hello, Spawn of Thor."
WORDS:; 624
OUTFITS:; Justin, Loki
TAG:; Roland Chambers
MUSE:; Friend or Foe by Tatu
NOTES:; Enjoy! <3
GROUP:Norse Camper
AGE:19 yrs old
PRONOUNS:He/him
WRITTEN:0 posts
TAG:@roland
Post by Roland Chambers on May 15, 2015 18:13:28 GMT -8
Roland wasn't entirely use to Loki shifting from a male to a female whenever Loki pleased. He had grown to expect it more than when he first signed up for the god of lies, pranks & mischief. He could clearly remember the first time he ever saw Loki as a female, that he was shocked. In her female form, she truly was beautiful in a deadly sort of way.
The smile that was on his face soon faded when she spoke, saying that he was foolish and that somebody had followed him into the woods. He scowled. He wasn't careless. He made sure that nobody followed him. Unless if there was one that was sneakier than himself. Turning around, he froze as he saw Justin in the woods with him and Loki.
"Idiot" he mumbled to himself, shaking his head. Deep down buried within him there was a part of him that still cared for his former shield-mate. He didn't want Loki to kill Justin at all, even seeing Loki simply harm him made Roland want to jump the Norse god. But he tried his best to push those feelings down.
"Don't kill the stupid kid!" Roland called out, trying to make sure he didn't sound worried about him. Re-gripping his knives, he walked over to Justin and Loki. Looking up at the now goddess, his gaze shifted over to Justin who was being held up in the air. "We can use him Loki" he said after a minute. "For information. And plus if you kill him, a huge riot will ensue. Wouldn't you rather torture him for a while?" he asked Loki, hoping that she wouldn't kill him just yet. Maybe instead torture him & get everything they needed from him & just simply wipe his memories clean of what was currently happening.
WORDS:; 302
OUTFIT:; here
TAGGED:; @loki & Justin Matthews
MUSE:; The Drug In Me Is You by Falling In Reverse
NOTES:; If Loki wishes to torture Roland in front of Justin, I wont mind lol
