“There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.” - Bram Stoker
Day one in South Africa.
I probably want to come home now. I imagine I’ve discovered my cousins and I have nothing to talk about after the first hour’s gone by and there’s just silence as I make awkward Doctor who references that no one gets. Except my mum.
who’ll be laughing with me. Or at me. Can’t always tell. XD
So I’m probably on the plane, searching through all the movies on the screen. If they have the 50th well, I ain’t getting any sleep for next 18 hours. If not, I’ll be asleep for 16 of those hours…and pretending to be asleep for the other two.
miss you all already I promise.
Finally, she thought, a man who is punctual. His wife was a very luck woman.
"Shouldn’t you buy me a drink first Mr Coulson?"River chuckled.This lesson started immediately.
"Lady Hel is… she can be very sweet, to me at least. I know she’s angry at Odin, but she puts a lot of it aside when dealing with other things. She can be very lonely, since most people in Helheim fade. She doesn’t trust very much. Not that she dislikes people, she just doesn’t know how people really are. She likes it when we simply, well, hang around together. Our first date was having Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire teaching us to dance. I took her to Thor and Jane’s wedding." he took another sip. He smiled at the distorted reflection.
He heard her giggle for the first time there, he had tickled her. The first time he was drunk since he Came Back. Waking up the next morning, hearing her heart beat… well, he had sinned, no denying that. And he still got a pit in his stomach whenever he thought about how he hadn’t waited. But what had come out of it… it made him smile and giggle like he was doing right now. He should probably move on.
"She’s scared, a lot. I’m mortal, you know. She’s scared about outliving me. She’s scared what will happen to her when SHE dies, if she dies. She’s scared of how our daughters may be treated, or how they’ll grow up. She used to say ‘death can not bring life.’ a lot when she was first pregnant. I told her, that it’s happened, and we are bringing in two new people into the world, And they will make it better than what we have. I don’t know if that helped, but at least she knew I would be there, no matter what."
He breathed on his can to cool it down slightly. Sometimes, Hel would rush into his room if she got scared that he would be injured in a mission back when they were dating. But most of the time, she held it deep inside her, a lady of war. But, in the middle of the night, he could hear her pacing outside his room, wanting to check and knowing she shouldn’t.
"She reads whatever she can get since Helheim has a bit limited library. She’s a master mage, and can use all sorts of tricks to travel. She’s a dream walker, a care taker, a master of getting people to agree. She’s a guardian of death, and so she can be serious, but when I start talking about the world, or just really mundane things, she looks at me like I’m the only person in the world and she just… she really enjoys it. She doesn’t always GET it, but she enjoys it."
"And she’s Asgardian, so we have differences over stuff like how violence is to be used, and how we react to death, but those are kind of minor stuff. I knew that when I married her."
"And when I’m happiest? It’s when it’s the two of us, at home, doing nothing in particular and just holding hands. And you know what? I think that’s when she’s happiest too."
That darn smile of hers. The way it made her eyes just light up. That made him smile, always.
The more he spoke the more River became aware that sources such as the Edda were dramatically off in their accuracy. Well that was disappointing. Nevertheless Coulosn was here to set books straight. His version of events seemed entirely different, Thor marrying some woman named Jane for example.
Coulson’s relationship with Hel, well that was curious to say the least. essentially, the woman ruled over the dead, so in some ways River could see where she was coming from. On a personal level she could connect to that. Both her and the Doctor had after all had an awful lot of blood on her hands and she fully believed that it came down to a life for a life. But Hel it seemed had managed to evade that law of the universe.
River smiled quietly at that, happy for her friend and his wife.
"Those moments are always the happiest," she agreed, sighing as she took a sip from her glass once more. "But I fail to see what the problem is. You say she’s happy. and so are you, can’t things go on the way they are?’ well, no, all good things came to an end eventually, she knew that. But she wasn’t going to put a dampener on things.
An eyebrow quirked silently as the woman continued to saunter her way into his classroom. The woman acted like she owned the place, and with most of the other teachers, her attitude worked and won them over. But not with Hiro. Feeling the scent of peppermint pour off his body in waves, —due to his irritation— and the room growing ever more colder, he stared blankly at her over his round glasses as she made herself comfortable.
Quirking his eyebrow ever higher as she leaned over and nearly showed off every thing she owned in one shot, the man replied curtly, “You will address me correctly, Professor Song.” Call him biased, but he had more than one reason for not caring very much for this new teacher; replacing Isa had nothing to do with it, nope.
Nearly pressing his ears against his head as his tail flickered about irritably, the man had to admit that River Song wasn’t the worse Professor to ever teach at Black Forest Academy. And the more he realized that was was treating her like his parents treated him, the more unhappy he became.
Pausing and shaking from his reverie, Hiro stood abruptly and bowed his body slightly. “It would be my honor to escort a fellow teacher and Lady through the school.” He spoke in short choppy sentences and it didn’t flow nearly as elegantly as his normal speech did.
He was nervous.
Refusing to look the woman in the eye, he swiftly walked over to the door and held it open for her. The more time they both idled in his classroom, the more chance Hiro had a chance of completely freezing River with his elemental power controlled by the type of emotion he tried to hide. He was merely doing this to prove to himself and his parents, he could maintain a friendship and not hate this woman just because she took the spot of the woman he’d invested his entire life in.
She wasn’t put out, not in the slightest. On the contrary it only made River all the more curious. “Will I now?” She asked, a teasing smile settling over her features. Oh she did enjoy his company, despite the coldness of his voice. She liked his regal nature, likening him to a king upon a throne that refused to move over in favour of something new, fresh.
At his next words River got to her feet, a triumphant gleam in her eyes as she swept past him, pausing briefly to fix her hair, her heels clicking against the floor in a perfect rhythm. “well, how gentlemanly of you” River purred, grinning as she stepped into the corridor outside, ”Nice to see chivalry hasn’t died out as yet” Yes, River definitely enjoyed that in Hiro.
She glanced down at either end of the corridor, feigning hopelessness as she asked expectantly, “well, where too first?” One heel tapped on the ground, waiting for the other Professor to join her. It was nice to not be the only mystery for once. Hiro was hiding some sort of secret, and River was determined to figure it out.