rogueinladysclothing: (Ready For Travel)
Amelia Royer (Ronsam) ([personal profile] rogueinladysclothing) wrote in [personal profile] pirateangelbaby 2019-07-10 08:08 pm (UTC)

She hadn't expected to hear much from or about any of the Avengers who had stumbled into the Nexus after losing so much of their universe for a long time. The news that Thor had settled, truly settled, with what remained of his people in a place that was both suited to them and so similar to the origins of her own home city made Amelia all the more eager to offer any assistance she could. It was a touch selfish, though she barely even admitted that to herself, but Thor was a friend of Steve and that was reason enough to put her hands to work for his cause.

Stepping out of a portal atop a hill above the city, the rogue has to take a moment to ground herself.

It was so strange to see the sea again. To look out over the horizon and know that the other side was so far that it wasn't possible to reach it with her own two feet. It takes the breath from her lungs as she stares out at the deep blue waters and breathes in the heady scent of salt and life that exist only in places like this. Turning from it feels impossible, and for a few moments the rogue allows herself to dwell on thoughts of the place that was once her home and how much this place makes her ache for that.

But she's not here for herself today. If anything, she's here for the distraction that helping others will bring. Thor has suffered as much as Steve, and that helps keep Amelia's thoughts where they need to be.

Tucking her hands into the pockets on the inside of her light cloak, the rogue makes her way down the hillside toward the center of the town. Every step feels like one closer to where she came from before running into the Nexus, and it brings an unwitting smile to her face as she watches the Asgardians at work in the market and out on the harbor. Her fingers twitch with excitement at the prospect of doing things she grew up learning and watching, and she eventually takes down the fancy braid crown she did for herself to put her hair into a more laid-back, over-the-shoulder French braid that's better suited to the work she hopes is ahead of her.

"Excuse me," she calls softly as she approaches the market. A few faces turn to her, and she finally remembers to quiet her smile into something more appropriate for the mood of the city. "I'm an acquaintance of Thor and I was told I might be able to help you all while you settle into your new home. Do you have anything you need assistance with until I find him?"

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