asgardsartist | SKADI'S TEMPLE

welcome to steina lysa.

Who: ANYONE; Skadi may or may not appear if asked to (and even if not!)
What: Any interactions that take place in Skadi's temple.
When: ANYTIME; the temple does not lock or close in any way, and this log is permanently open.
Where: Steina Lysa, in Skadi's district.
Rating: Please take anything adult rated to a private log; everything else is welcome.

This is a permanent open log for anything that takes place in Skadi's temple. Using this log is completely optional and you are welcome to use the log community instead. This is just one easy way to get an NPC handler's eyes on something you may want Skadi to be aware of, whether the goddess actually makes an appearance in your thread or not. You are welcome to play out threads with other characters as well, or even just leave your own comment of something your character is doing alone in the temple. This is a completely open action log for literally anything.

If your character wishes to make contact with Skadi, you can simply leave a comment here with an OOC note or plot it out ahead of time! How your character attempts to gain her attention is their choice, just as it is her choice whether or not to respond. Comments on this post are valid for AC.

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You think of your cosmetics as I touch your mind. ❰ simple. straightforward. efficient, yet nonetheless fundamentally alarming to entirely too many of the mortals in this city. ❱

And that's it? [funny, he sounds awfully levelheaded about the explanation.] Listen, I'm pretty desperate here and if that's going to make this easier...

Desperate for your cosmetics, ❰ she says, in a tone like it amuses her but not necessarily in a cruel way.

and she takes a step toward him, then another. ❱ I suggest that you sit. ❰ some handle this process far worse than others. ❱

Like you wouldn't believe, my dear.

[she moves toward him somewhat, takes a second step and klaus's eyebrows raise with curiosity.] Sit? [what, on the floor? which he promptly does without hesitation (or asking), crisscrossing his legs and resting his hands on his knees.] Alright, whenever you're ready then, I guess?

❰ yes, sit. he doesn't seem the sort to thrash about in his own skull about something like this, but she's very much not inclined to catch one more mortal solicitor who up and decides to get themselves dizzy.

when he sits, she sinks to her knees in front of him. ❱ Show me what it is that you need. ❰ as he does so, her hand lifts palm-up as if waiting for something to arrive in it - and so she is. the next few cosmetics he actively thinks about appear in her palm, true to his recollection but lacking the clutter of brands and labels. ❱

[is he supposed to close his eyes? klaus has no idea, but after she's knelt in front of him, he lets them sink shut, focuses on the first things coming to mind: an eyeliner stick, a tube of mascara and a bottle of nail polish. all in black, of course.

hesitantly, he cracks an eye open, the other one opening with an immediateness that could make someone's head spin. each and everyone one looks sleek, ultramodern without the ridiculous stickers he's usually peeling off anyway.] Oh, my God, I cannot believe that worked!

❰ skadi lets out a hum, the sort that suggests she may not have been horribly impressed with his declared lack of faith in her magic. ❱

What good fortune that we exist regardless of mortals' belief in us. ❰ the words are dry, and she's depositing the cosmetics into his hands before she can change her mind about the boon altogether. ❱

[he cringes in response, knowing full well he hadn't meant for it to sound that way, but also realizing how his incredulousness could be mistaken for disbelief.]

My bad, I— [klaus hesitates, fumbling slightly with the items she's handing over before clenching them in one hand, the other lifting to sheepishly rub the side of his neck.] It wasn't meant to sound like I didn't believe? I'm just surprised it worked so easily.

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