This is a real radar screen of #MH370 airplace which suddenly disappeared out of thin air on its way from Kuala Lumpur Malaysia to Beijing. There were no distress signal, indications of rough weather, or other signs of trouble when the plane was reported missing. The pilots communicated with the Air Traffic Control without showing any discommode sign in their voices. List of passengers:
1. China / Taiwan – 152, plus 1 infant / 1
2. Malaysia - 38
3. Indonesia - 7
4. Australia - 6
5. France - 3
6. United States – 3, including 1 infant*
7. New Zealand - 2
8. Ukraine - 2
9. Canada - 2
10. Russia - 1
11. Italy - 1
12. India - 5
13. Netherlands - 1
14. Austria - 1
Source: Malaysia Airlines
There is no sign the plane or any clue where it might have crashed found as we speak.
//Thank you for your kind words aaaaah. God bless all of you angels. :’)
//*sobs* Thank you so much for saying that! D”:
Loki stayed silent for a moment as he drank in the sight before his eyes. A thin slit of a smile spread across his face.
"I have to say…I like it when you’re angry."
Loki dominated the kiss with his lips as they pressed against Kat’s, his tongue gently brushing hers. He held her waist to give her support, the kiss a silent and pleasurable lip-to-lip revelation.
Kat kissed him passionately, running her fingers through his hair, allowing him to be the dominant one, she’d never admit it, but she found it really hot.
It lasted for a good few seconds. Loki gently pulled back, his breath caressing her cheek in rapid drives. “You are an exquisite kisser.”
A king? A true king admits his faults.
//I seem to lose followers everytime I start rp-ing omg I’m worried can someone please tell me what I’m doing wrong (self-esteem at stake here) that’d be great
Loki took pleasure in watching the significant amount of red springing to her cheeks. Clearly embarrassed, she quickly scurried away into the kitchen so fast one would think she had the power of transmutation.
"Are you? And yes, what is it that you are so inquisitive about?" Loki chuckled as he asked. He recognized the gleam in her eyes that proved that she had a need to question.
"Yes," She clarified, trying not to smile too much. She paused and took a deep breath, not exactly sure how to word her question without slipping up. "It’s about where you’re from - er, Asgard, wasn’t it? I’ve always been a bit curious about what it’s like, I read books over it, but sometimes lost tales aren’t so accurate,"
Penelope shifted her weight in the silence and she turned around to lean backward on the counter. She pursed her lips again. “I don’t expect a life story, but you can’t help me for being the least bit curious, can you?”
"Why the sudden shift in tones?" Loki questioned with a low chuckle. "Well my expertise does not exactly revolve around story-telling, but alright I’ll give you a brief description of my realm, for you. Now what is Asgard like?"
"It’s safe to say it’s filled with gods with a taste for overly-flamboyant dressing and inexorable simpleton citizens who worship an idiot ruler."
"You know there’s no barring my vexations once I know of the truth."
"You stole from me again, didn’t you, Lae?"
Lae would look at the god. He knew didn’t he? Crap. Lae looked at her wrist as it carried one of Lokis bracelets from his room. How did he figure out it was her.
Lae would slide off the pure gold metal off her wrist and hand it to him. “Yes my Lord. I-it was something i wanted” she lied. She wanted it because it was her fathers and it was sorta like a keep sake that hes real.
"You should have asked me if you wanted it," Loki said, shooting her a reprimanding look.
"Why would you want it anyway?"
Loki kept silent and stared at Kat with unspoken amusement in his eyes.
Kat rolled her eyes and checked her texts and answered aloud as he texted back. “No Chris, I cannot go on a…date with you…I am dealing with stuff.”
"What a fortuitous soul. He’s just been spared possibly one of the gravest encounters he will ever know." Loki sniveled, ever so eager to ruffle Kat’s feathers.