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“Hi” Idun slides into Thor’s eyesight with a smooth smile. Her gown glimmers softly in the light from the chandelier. No one bats an eye.
“Hey, I was wondering when you’d sneak up to me.” As Thor’s mouth curl up into a grin. He looks her up and down and refrains from commenting something less than modest. They are at a banquet after all. They need to keep face so nobody takes notice.. Gosh, yeah she looks stunning. She has such a rebellious smile and she has the recklessness to show for it. Thor breathes in sharply.
Idun pulls back a bit, interested by the tension in his face.
Then, she softens. Just for a moment.
“It’s about an hour ‘til dinner, should we just go to a bar instead and drink something grandiose?” Idun loves doing this, she just barely fits into the Wrede picture but she’s also wildly uncontrolled. She is so soft but she bites down so hard.
Thor pretends to take a moment to think. Acts all confused.
“Ahh, if you suggest it, I guess I have to” Teeth glinting.
The next moments go by fast, Idun quickly tells Artur that she feels sick and needs to go home. Thor tells the same lie to his mother. They eat it up as if it was nothing but truth. No one else has to know.
See- VLR throws interesting banquets but they’re always so long and they have such strong propaganda against the mutants. It’s all the leaders talk about. ‘The new alliances with the Nimrod brigade and (the obvious) BPM.’ It’s exhausting, really.
He staggers as the night air hits his face, then Thor turns to her. Idun is like a breath of fresh air sometimes. When she hits you with that boyish grin, all of your problems vanish in an instant. Thor is so lucky to have her. Right now, there is no need to think about anything other than her.
“Lost in thought?” Idun smiles as she takes his hand. No matter if anybody sees them.
Of course Idun already had the place picked out before she even asked the question, so she sprints lightly in her high heels towards her bar.