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nextgenerationmarvel2012-11-19 10:16 pm
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Jotunheim
The portal from Vincent's magic opened on one of the middle levels of the Norse universe. Snow crunched under boots and bare feet as the Avengers assembled in the realm of giants. The sharp, craggy land was as welcoming as an ice pick between the shoulder blades. But out there in the cold and blowing landscape was a young girl waiting to be rescued.
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Vincent takes Audhild to her bedroom. "I need to speak with Kristoff for a little bit. You just lay down and rest. I'm right here if you need me." He carefully puts her on her bed, before stepping back out.
He had every intention of standing coolly in front of Kristoff and delivering a 'Well?' or 'So?' or something equally impassive; but the day is just too much. He puts his back to a wall and crumples to the floor, shaking in relief and exhaustion. He looks up at Kristoff. "I... I wasn't sure we'd find her."
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"I hope it goes without saying that I am glad you did. And now, I can only address what I aw peripherally before you even left, but Vincent, it is time to stop this charade."
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He falters, still frustrated.
Today had been a disaster. "I can... I can handle it." He says, clearly trying to convince himself. "I need to work to provide for Audhild, I need to go to school to ever advance there, and... the Avengers..."
He wants to say the Avengers need him, rather than admit how much he feels he 'needs' to be one, but he can't force the words out.
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Kristoff watches him falter. "Identity crises are not a legitimate reason for grasping at a tertiary vocation, Vincent. Not when the primary vocation is our sister."
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Caring about people is often more difficult than just deciding to subjugate them, for one thing.
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"May I ask why you left?"
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He mutters under his breath. "'I do not tolerate assassination attempts. Especially from my family.'"
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"I understand... Kristoff. Audhild is the only thing that matters."
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