[he holds steady at the frown, anticipating further anger in return, yet when nothing else happens, he's admittedly a bit surprised. letting ivar focus on himself is fine though, draws attention away from where he doesn't want it for once.]
Powers don't gotta be flashy. One of my brothers has super strength, another can manipulate the curvature of objects. Usually knives. [a brisk, dismissive wave of his hand.] Hell, one of my sisters? She can control people using her voice. How fucking wicked is that?
Man, [he sighs longingly, attempts a laugh, despite the lack of actual mirth,] just think outside the box a little? Don't worry about the physicality of it. Think about something specifically you that the gods might branch off of or something. Am I making any sense here? [seriously, he needs to know, because he's a lot more intoxicated than he'd thought earlier.]
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Date: 2019-10-14 12:56 am (UTC)Powers don't gotta be flashy. One of my brothers has super strength, another can manipulate the curvature of objects. Usually knives. [a brisk, dismissive wave of his hand.] Hell, one of my sisters? She can control people using her voice. How fucking wicked is that?
Man, [he sighs longingly, attempts a laugh, despite the lack of actual mirth,] just think outside the box a little? Don't worry about the physicality of it. Think about something specifically you that the gods might branch off of or something. Am I making any sense here? [seriously, he needs to know, because he's a lot more intoxicated than he'd thought earlier.]