𝑿.

⠀ ❛ 𝓐ll she can remember were the 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 of that morning. ❜ ——— ♛ ——— the nameless asset ; weapon x’s clone of @Noxalisms. a quiet little thing with no purpose and claws to silence her victims. penned by #sᴏʟᴇɪʟ.

|| pls she’s nowhere near her family rn 😭

All is quiet. For now.

There’s a familiar scent. No, it couldn’t be. There’s Flannery . . . And then there’s @PxrfectIllusion.

There’s a sort of thoughtful look on her face, a type of shyness softening her features. He’s definitely quite charming, huh?

Looks like it’s time for another hair cut. It’s been quite a while since she’s had it this long.

That’s right, there are two of her!

She’s actually very unaware of who this man, er, being is. Not to be rude or anything. She simply does not know.

She cannot believe Haldor was on Earth and didn’t drop by. They’re fighting now.

Oh, is that what they’ll call it? A spell, huh? Well, Xena has no worry over that before she adandoned all bashfulness and ran straight towards the god to throw her arms around him.

It was more of a fight or flight thing. . . . Wait, isn’t he the moon guy who is supposed to be dead? She needs to leave, that’s bad juju right there.

|| “he has plenty in mind”

. . . Yeah, she sort of slaughtered those who betrayed her already. But she has a lighter!

How does one participate?

Love that. Oil based or–— It sounds like a watercolour.

The pans immediately slip out of her hands behind her and fall to the floor with a loud ‘clang’ that makes her jump. Though she does smile sheepishly and lifts her hands to sign. ‘I didn’t think it would work.’

What the hell is arson——

She’s bored. Staying inside for two months is really putting a toll on her. So she’s going to bang pots and pans in the hopes it summons @LegacyOfThor.

Xena leant into his touch, eyes shutting for a brief moment before she inhaled quietly. It was nice to have him back, whether it was for a short period of time or not. ‘How was Asgard? Please, tell me everything.’ He always had a way of making his home sound beautiful.