Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I don't really want to talk. I'm going to bed..." Freya started walking off.

[Miranda_]

"There's no point in anything. Nothing's going to change," muttered Loki, half to himself.

[spirit_queen]

Hel was glad they weren't yelling anymore. It was a temporary fix, but it was all she felt like doing. She went back upstairs to Anubis' room.

[TheHayleyDoll]

Freya started crying again once she was in her room. She didn't want to talk to anyone in for a long time. Her life was falling apart.

[Miranda_]

"Wish Athena would hurry up and do that spell, before it's too late and everything's destroyed."

[spirit_queen]

Speaking of Athena, she knew she and Heimdall had only a few hours left, like two or three.

[Miranda_]

Heimdall had been keeping an eye on the sky; he was able to roughly tell the time by the position of the moon and stars.

[TheHayleyDoll]

To Freya, it was already too late. She was certain Loki hated her and they'd never get back together. To Freya, everything she had was destroyed. Though she hoped this would be over soon. Maybe, if Frigg decided not to move since she had Loki, she herself would move instead.

[Miranda_]

Loki still loved Freya, however he was determined to punish her for hurting and accusing him, even tho it meant that he himself was damaged in the process. He went back to his room, and to Frigg.

[TheHayleyDoll]

Frigg looked at him, "So what happened out there?"