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Ivar "The Boneless" Ragnarsson ([personal profile] ragnarsson) wrote2019-06-29 09:08 pm

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channellings: (☂ voice)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-21 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that's... unfortunate. Have you had any here?

[because maybe he's too curious for his own good while trying to keep the conversation going. they'll need it, considering the trek back to tyrhaus will be some minutes and klaus has never been good with silence.

except for when listening to something important. ivar gestures, he leans closers, seeking out any particular markings or other discernable intricacies on the jewelry, attention flickering back to the teenager's face afterward. when he stops to contemplate the time ivar comes from, it isn't unsurprising, but his eyebrows lift somewhat anyway.]
Twelve seems like so long ago for me... but damn, that's some important shit right there. Nobody wants a god-curse, I'm sure.

[back home(???) it is, then. klaus makes a fluttering gesture with his fingers toward the direction they need to go and begins leading the way.]

Hopefully, it holds up alright. The hemp cord I got was a little flimsy. Made it work, though.
channellings: (☂ uncertain)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-22 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
...depends on the olives, honestly? Some are black, some are green. Some are this odd, reddish-purple shade. They're all oval-shaped, though. And salty.

[listen, klaus can't very well judge him for that when he himself is ingesting random plants with no idea of what they could do to him. not because he's hurting for food though, so that would make those circumstances different.

tempting as it is to reach out and touch, he resists, folding his hands in his pockets, just in case impulsiveness tries to get the better of him. wolves and dragons, huh? he'll remember that.]
Better safe than sorry, I guess? [lying isn't something klaus's good at, but he's never been against twisting the truth a little, and sometimes, not even necessarily in his own favor.]

Old enough to know better, boss. [which sounds. so, so tired (and probably a little weird with the ‘boss’ joke). it's not a proper answer, unfortunately.] I'm twenty-nine.

[and a giant manchild, so ivar's assumption isn't entirely wrong.] I, uh, do a lot of stuff people wouldn't think of.
channellings: (☂ creased)

oh dude you are totally fine haha!! it happens

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-23 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
I'd hope they are. Sort of missing meat, but I can't lie, I love all the produce.

[yeah, in spite of his flippant attitude, he's supposed to be way more of an adult than he lets on. kinda his thing, after all, since he hasn't had to take on that responsibility for a long while.]

With great skill and dexterity, of course! [nobody can say he doesn't take shit in stride.]

Floki, huh? What was he mentoring you in? [odd, how he'd like to meet someone he hardly knows anything about, aside from a name. if they're similar at all, there's a chance they'd get along.] Probably something way more interesting than I could teach you.
channellings: commissioned; dnt (☂ blank)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-24 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
Think they're delicious by themselves? You should try 'em with salt and tequila.

[just a little encouragement of underage drinking, it's fine! ivar's customs are different anyhow, so it isn't that big a deal. (funnily enough, klaus is partial to bananas himself.)

damn, that has to be an accomplishment, doesn't it? going longer than ten minutes and there haven't been any death threats or knives. at some point, he'd have to make a joke about ‘who are you and what have you done with the real ivar?’ but now's not the time. no reason to ruin the magic right away, not when he's hearing so much about the viking.

following a soft chuckle,]
Well, we've got two of those things in common. [his palm with goodbye tattooed across it upturns, fingers wiggling slightly then he draws the hand up and motions toward some smudged eyeliner. maybe he doesn't have flowers at the moment, klaus would never turn them down if offered.] I'm trying to get on good terms with the gods here, though... and I could teach you some things, but nothing as helpful as that.
channellings: (☂ gratified)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-25 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
About two dollars a shot, hah! [he dismissively waves a tattooed hand.] No, but really, it's an alcohol distilled from an agave plant. Known to drop even the grownest of men on their asses. [not like everclear could, but.

with all the plant scavenging he's been doing, perhaps he'll get lucky and stumble across something similarish enough here in asgard, they could recreate tequila. then they'll get limes and salt and go to town on the shots.

and hopefully, he won't accidentally piss ivar off during that possible scenario or the psychedelic trip they're gonna be having today.]


I'm wiser than people give me credit for. Sometimes. [whatever sort of design ivar's making, he's intrigued, wondering if it looks more like some dramatic cat-eye or if it's full-on metalhead style. oh good, they've finally gotten back to the god house. klaus moves ahead a couple paces, guiding them the entire way to the dormitories then into the room where his bunk resides, unable to help smiling.]

Most of what I could teach you would make you shudder. [jesus christ, klaus, no.]
channellings: (☂ keyed-up)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-25 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah... we'll see. Know what? I like your enthusiasm, though. [there's a mostly full bottle of devil's vodka tucked away in the cubby-hole at his bunk. sharing wouldn't be the worst thing since he's been sipping it sparingly. (kind of helps a bit when he's been getting twacked out on magical plants lately, instead.)

you know what? klaus will take the backhanded compliment at this point if it's the best he's going to get from ivar. it's still something and that counts.]
I'm resilient if anything, it's true. [and perhaps their banter is helping him relax— or maybe that's the mushroom? why not both? both is always good.]

Me, either. [he's being truthful, at least, and while he may not be tough or badass, his body count is pretty damn up there in numbers. having made it to his bed, he pushes the curtains aside, clambers onto the mattress and moves to the foot-end, positioning himself just right so he can push the hidden panel out while laying on his stomach, reach in to start rummaging about.] Hope you don't mind green. Would've used blue, but I didn't have 'em. Neither did any natives.
channellings: (☂ proud)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-26 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[seriously, if klaus finds the equivalent of a cactus or a porcupine on asgard, ivar's getting one. both should that be a possibility, alongside a ridiculous joke about being a prick or something because haha, isn't he clever?

he snickers in response to the comment, rolling his eyes and pulling himself closer, hand digging still. after a moment longer of shuffling about, his fingers catch the twisted cords, hook it tight then pull the jewelry out, thumb pressing against the beads. he has to admit, hearing the excitement in ivar's voice and watching him make grabby hands is pretty goddamn adorable.]


Alright, yeesh, [although his tone's completely fond as he hands the bracelet over, withdraws the hand and props his cheek in the palm once ivar takes it. the barest smile upticks his lips then he asks,] Is it really worth getting that excited over? [because he doesn't think so, but... well, if ivar appreciates the sentiment.]
channellings: (☂ genuine)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-27 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[guess someone's getting a weird pet for christmas... if they don't accidentally miss it with the lack of a calendar, anyway?]

Yessir, [klaus mutters, rolling his eyes, although he can't help letting his smile widen. seeing someone enjoy an item he's given them just warms the cockles, especially when it's ivar of all people. their tumultuous relationship has always kinda been up in the air; with this little bauble and an extending of the metaphorical olive branch (or laying down of arms as ivar had said better), perhaps they've got the chance to put everything else behind them. he raises his eyebrows with astonishment once the teenager secures it around his arm, blinking slowly, deliberately, after ivar's claimed the jewelry for his own.

how silly, it makes klaus's heart flutter all excitedly.]
Sure, it's no problem. [but that sounds wrong, doesn't sound good enough, so—] You're welcome.
channellings: (☂ surprised)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-27 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
[okay, fine, whatever holiday it is ivar celebrates, he'll get something. funnily enough, klaus's able to provide two of those things, but if ivar wants something (or someone) to sacrifice, he'll have to search elsewhere— and quite honestly, he's agnostic, so what does that make christmas for him? maybe he should celebrate yule instead? hmmm.

in spite of the unpredictability (he hasn't forgotten ivar stabbed him), he can't help feeling as if ivar's had a rough fucking go at things. frankly, who better to understand that than a hargreeves? their whole family is messed up, like a trainwreck you just can't look away from.

he props onto his elbows, tilts his head and blinks once, twice.]
Good thing, yeah? Seems like it is, [murmured through a chuckle. his own mushroom has him feeling tingly in the fingertips, fuzzy at the corners of his mind, a little muddled.]

Let's hope it's a decent trip.
channellings: (☂ baffled)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-09-28 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
[which is hilarious, considering klaus usually isn't handing out narcotics like they're halloween candy, but he hadn't hesitated when it came to offering some to ivar if it meant protecting his pride. the embarrassment at ivar's possible making fun of him had been completely unnecessary, and yet, he doesn't quite regret telling him about the mushroom. now, they'll be high as kites and the viking likes his bracelet.

hell, if it hadn't gotten so quiet all of a sudden, he might've laughed at the thought. klaus's attention darts from ivar's face to his hands, eyebrows raising curiously after he realizes he's staring— and not because his intention is trying to figure out the parts of them.

...well then, the abrupt appearance of a knife could've been why. he retrieves the flask, strips off his coat, takes a long pull from the container, his eyes still on the knife while he upturns his unoccupied hand, speaks around the metal lip,]
Wanna see something cool?
channellings: (☂ thoughtful)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-10-04 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ivar, please, the last thing you want is to be on the receiving end of klaus's ‘charm,’ because it's not nearly as delightful once one is dealing with his nonstop talking. just ask rhys!

whenever those vivid eyes are on him again, the older wanderer blinks, slow and deliberate, swallowing thickly around the lump in his throat. had his heart really leaped that high? he isn't sure, but despite his efforts to not stammer, his words still fumble a little anyhow.]
O-Okay, uhm. [a beat, just long enough for him to motion toward the knife ivar's holding.]

May I use that real quick? [also, don't call him that out loud, for the love of god.]
channellings: commissioned; dnt (☂ flummoxed)

[personal profile] channellings 2019-10-05 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
[there could be one other way klaus wouldn't mind experiencing... but, uh, that's something to possibly be discovered later as well. (like, a great, big maybe.)

he can't help it, though. something about ivar is just. disarming in a way he's unable to put his finger on and without a proper way to describe it, he's left looking like a floundering fool. blessedly, the viking hands his knife over with very little effort. klaus accepts it, murmurs a small thanks while being certain he doesn't shift an awkward way and end up cutting either of them.

with ivar's blade settled across both palms, he gives it a brief once-over then shuts his eyes, the bracelets around his wrists glowing faintly as he pours all his concentration into moving the knife— and eventually, it begins levitating out of his hands.]

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