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[vairkjosa]

HELLO! STILL ALIVE -- will need to revamp some things and I kind of took a break without telling all of you! My apologies! But I’ll work my way to Lenneth again as soon as I can. I am by no means dropping her. Thank you for your patience!

#(OUT OF SOULS.)

[vairkjosa]

“WHY DO YOU BAWK AT ME SO? Is there something of  my appearance which offends you ? “

#ic; #open to mutuals. #( PLEASE READ RULES FIRST THO IF YOU WANT TO INTERACT. )

[vairkjosa]

what if I started a meme where you add an “of” to the beginning of your url, replace the first vowel with an “x”, then added “isms” to the end.

#ofvxirkjosxisms #w ow

[vairkjosa]

                  farewell; I’ve gone to take my throne above,                   but  don’t  weep for  me, ‘cause this  will  be

                                  THE LABOUR OF MY LOVE

#(EXULTATION.) #jess is really great!!!

[vairkjosa]

MY BIG SISTER IS SO CUTE EVEN IF SHE TOOK OVER MY BODY ONCE ---

#(OUT OF SOULS.) #MAKE HRIST HER DAMN GAME ALREADY

[vairkjosa]

HIS BEST RESPONSE is a little curl of the mouth; lips in a faint smirk. “’Tis not so strange, where I am from. Sometihing we are not alike in,” Naturally, his soul was not familiar to her, so he was not part of the realm of Midgard, where she had rebirthed the human souls during Ragnarok. Perhaps it was because there was such a foul brood lingering in other words that it brought her to cleave a few to cut the swathe and appease her former occupation’s longings. She was a Valkyrie by creation, and the fight was in her blood, that eternal song of blade upon blade and the spilling of blood.

A life of peace for those below and above was not unsuitable for her to live with, but at times she craved the beginning, fighting Undead and Ghoul...all manner of foul miscreant. Briefly her eyes land upon the mark her companion shows her, lifting her face to his own with a mixture of grim acknowledgement and wonder.

“That is a strong magic -- or strong emotion, perhaps, that has put it there. By your choice or another’s? Magic and feeling...it very well may be both but I can only speculate.” The god concluded, more than familiar with curses and seals in her encounters. 

Lenneth shakes her head; feathers lightly ruffling with the movement. “No, there is always something to be fought, no matter what peace is made. Peace is not stagnant, after all, and time does change. I seek them in part because I am familiar with fighting all manner of monstrosity -- and I seek them so that they do not harm that which I want to protect. And you?”

( ʟᴇɴɴᴇᴛʜ ):

A CHUCKLE, SELDOM HEARD. “Guts? It is a name that spares no carnage, certainly. In truth I could say the same of you. But no matter, I am glad we fought this day. There is little as satisfying as fighting alongside a worthy warrior.” Even if her role had expanded immensely from being a simple Chooser of the Slain, Lenneth could not deny the great pleasure that came from battle alongside a comrade. In some ways he reminded her greatly of Arngrim, her once brash and reliable Einherjar, her first in the process to her true awakening.

“We are well met. I am Lenneth. I sensed something foul here, and sought to seek its roots, but I hardly expected to find an ally. Tell me, do you do this often? Your hands are not the hands of one green to combat.”

   “You sure have a way with words,” he slightly jests,“‒ but if you wanna know    ’bout the why an’ how, it’s this.” With a thumb in ascension, the towering warrior    points to the aforementioned cause, albeit so calmly. It was a small brand etched    upon his neck and tarnished in blood ‒ his blood. ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ sᴀᴄʀɪғɪᴄᴇ

   “Long story short, I’m livin’ bait. Evil spirits, ghouls or other creatures are attracted    to it, and if I’m lucky, I snag a big fry every so often. You on the other hand…”

   It was strange. If there were other branded, he surely would have heard it from    that illusive skull knight, but she, of her own volition, sought out these fiends, so    of course it begs closure for his curious mind. “You’re calm about it, so I’d have    ’ta guess that where you come from isn’t free of demons and monsters, right?”

#bxrserk #ic; #v:[CREATOR GODDESS]

[vairkjosa]

Lenneth — Valkyrie Profile

#(VALKYRJA.)

[vairkjosa]

#(DEFILER.) #(VALKYRJA.)

[vairkjosa]

Occasionally in life there are those moments of unutterable fulfillment which cannot be completely explained by those symbols called words. Their meanings can only be articulated by the inaudible language of the heart.

Martin Luther King, Jr. (via honorificus)

#(SHE WHOM THE BIRD'S SPEECH KNEW WELL.)

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I am IMMORTAL. I have inside me BLOOD OF KINGS. I HAVE NO RIVAL  NO MAN CAN BE MY EQUAL.

#(SHE WHOM THE BIRD'S SPEECH KNEW WELL.)

[vairkjosa]

Name: Lenneth Valkyrie / Lenneth the Creator

Alias(nicknames): Lady Valkyrie, Death Goddess, Goddess of Fate, Lenneth, Sister, Chooser of the Slain, Platina, Lord of Creation. Gender: Female Age: 23 Asgard Reckoning. Date of Birth: Unknown. Spoken languages: Old Norse, Asgardian. Romantic preference: Heterosexual. Sexual preference: Has none, generally. She is spoken for. Occupation: Chooser of the Slain, Creator God of the Future, Second Goddess of Fate, Warrior, Soul-Chooser. Guardian. Criminal record: Does rebelling against the gods count and recreating the world from scratch??? Disorders: PTSD after regaining her memories of Platina, which leads to a massive breakdown. Eye color: Blue-green. Hair color: Platinum. Height: 5′6″ Scars: No such scars. She is a god after all. Burns: None. Overweight: No. Underweight: No. Color: Blue, Green, Gold, White, Red. Hair color: Blonde. Eye color: Blue eyes, biased due to Lucian. Songs: Do battle-cries count? Her idea of a song is the clashing of blades. But also the songs the einherjar in Valhalla would sing after a victory, those of mourning of defeat, any songs she has grown to hear she is fond of. The singing of Shiho’s songs she was rather fond of. Food: Meats, mostly. Some sweets in moderation, but her preference above all is meat. Drink: Mead. Candy: Once, in her life as Platina. Lucian managed to find some for them to share. Had sex: No. Had sex in public: No. Gotten pregnant: Not interested. Kissed a boy: Yup. Kissed a girl: No. Gotten tattoos: No. Gotten piercings: None as of now. Smoked/drank/done drugs: No. Had a broken heart: Yes, due to many things, not just romance. Been in love: Yes. Needed surgery: No. Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Probably. A virgin: Yep. A cuddler: ....what is cuddling.... A kisser: She has acquired the appreciation of kissing via Lucian. Scared easily: Not at all unless it’s in correlation to her past as Platina, the emotional unknown gives her unease because it’s stated that gods don’t have human traits and she feels very human emotions so it’s natural that she gets a bit freaked. Jealous easily: She isn’t really the type, it wasn’t exactly an emotion ingrained in her and to her it was a human emotion so if felt she wouldn’t recognize it? At least prior to becoming Lord of Creation. Trustworthy: You can trust Lenneth with your life whether you trust her or not, she is honorable to a fault and will not begrudge her word. In love: Yes, canonly with Lucian. RP-wise unsure. Single: Canon she is taken.  In a relationship: In canon, yes. Considered mean: No, but she has even called herself a ‘harsh judge’ mellowed out CONSIDERABLY post first-game. Have you harmed yourself: No. Thought of suicide: No. Attempted suicide: No. Wanted to kill someone: She’s a Valkyrie -- it’s part of the job description. Have/had a job: She always has a job, whether it’s God of a World or Goddess of Choosing Dead People to join in more wars & glory in Norse version of ‘heaven’ Valhalla. Have any fears: Cages, being trapped, small spaces, losing Ellana Sibling(s): Hrist Valkyrie (Eldest), Silmeria Valkyrie (Youngest.) Parents: Mother (As Platina, alive,) Father (As Platina, unknown, deceased??) Other:  Lucian. Children: She isn’t sure that would go over very well. Pet(s): She hasn’t really thought about it, but she’d probably do very well with some sort of bird of prey?

#(OF ARMS.)

[vairkjosa]

“SURELY YOU ought know by now, that in times of revelry she is far more prone to engage than ever would she by Lord Odin. Perhaps..too much. Silmeria, you nearly cut off the top of Lawfer’s hair -- I must agree with Hrist, in this.” 

She speaks as much, but is chuckling, pale cheeks flushed ever so slightly as the goddess hands her sister another cup.  “Rare is it for you to revel at all. Drink this day, Hrist. We are not statues.”

“ONLY THREE — why, you look at me strangely, Hrist. Did you not drink five? Silmeria had…far too much. Or do you not hear the loud singing?”

#ic; #glancereviver #v:[CREATOR GODDESS] #crack in valhalla;

[vairkjosa]

“ONLY THREE -- why, you look at me strangely, Hrist. Did you not drink five? Silmeria had...far too much. Or do you not hear the loud singing?”

“Exactly how many horns of mead did you two imbibe, Lenneth?”

#ic; #crack in valhalla; #glancereviver

[vairkjosa]

154 PERIODS REMAINING UNTIL END OF WORLD

#what is this majora's mask #DAWN OF THE FINAL DAY #(OUT OF SOULS.)

[vairkjosa]

"Requiem to a Predicament"

((No source again >__o eep))

#(VALKYRJA.) #(ZEALOUS.) #(REBELLIOUS.) #(THREE GODDESSES OF FATE.)

[vairkjosa]

                  ‘TO MY SIDE, MY NOBLE EINHERJAR!’

                             selective & private lenneth blog                                             from valkyrie profile.

                                               BEGIN.

#(EXULTATION.)

[vairkjosa]

....now all we need is our Silmeria. I’m not enabling ---- why would I ever do that.

#(OUT OF SOULS.)