Aarne "The Eagle" Järvinen (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
suomi_thunder) wrote2021-04-30 07:39 pm
suomi_thunder) wrote2021-04-30 07:39 pm
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Glada Vappen!
Aarne hadn't celebrated holidays properly in over a year which left him feeling disconnected. Giant bonfires in the streets and rampant reindeer were frowned upon in most civilized cities, unless of course the punks were involved, then that was arson not celebrations.. ok, well for the punks it was a celebration but not for a Saami.
In the Nexus though, oh here he could do whatever he wanted, or that was what he had learned in his few visits. He had been planning and cooking and collecting. The gods probably don't even know where he stirred up reindeer from in the Nexus but he has and Mouka was happy to have a job keeping them corralled. His usual rock gear is augmented with his family necklace and oddly doesn't look too out of place with rest of his wildness.
He didn't have a lot but parties always started this way. The host had some things and then people came and brought more booze and food, ordering all kinds of things. Aarne did bring Mead, alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and a a bunch of lemon tippaleipä batter. He had cooked some but this was something he could show visitors how to make on their own. The honey mead based sugar in a large bowl. Strips of dried reindeer meat and juustoleipä, a Finnish reindeer milk cheese, are out on the table too. There are fruits; strawberries, apples, and nuts which were common as well as a cream from reindeer milk traditional to the culture and nearly like unfermented yogurt.
That all done he looked to the huge pile of logs that he had gotten from various people around the Nexus. The Sami added leaves to it to create smoke at first to attract others. Before lighting it he put up a banner of hide dedicated to the Akka, the female fertility spirits, decorated with the same imagery as his traditional drum. It was sentimental, the first drum he ever learned to play.
Drum in hand he poured kerosene on the log pile and lit it. The reindeer spooked at the sudden fire but soon calmed, especially when the tall Fin went among them.
In the Nexus though, oh here he could do whatever he wanted, or that was what he had learned in his few visits. He had been planning and cooking and collecting. The gods probably don't even know where he stirred up reindeer from in the Nexus but he has and Mouka was happy to have a job keeping them corralled. His usual rock gear is augmented with his family necklace and oddly doesn't look too out of place with rest of his wildness.
He didn't have a lot but parties always started this way. The host had some things and then people came and brought more booze and food, ordering all kinds of things. Aarne did bring Mead, alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and a a bunch of lemon tippaleipä batter. He had cooked some but this was something he could show visitors how to make on their own. The honey mead based sugar in a large bowl. Strips of dried reindeer meat and juustoleipä, a Finnish reindeer milk cheese, are out on the table too. There are fruits; strawberries, apples, and nuts which were common as well as a cream from reindeer milk traditional to the culture and nearly like unfermented yogurt.
That all done he looked to the huge pile of logs that he had gotten from various people around the Nexus. The Sami added leaves to it to create smoke at first to attract others. Before lighting it he put up a banner of hide dedicated to the Akka, the female fertility spirits, decorated with the same imagery as his traditional drum. It was sentimental, the first drum he ever learned to play.
Drum in hand he poured kerosene on the log pile and lit it. The reindeer spooked at the sudden fire but soon calmed, especially when the tall Fin went among them.
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He's also well aware that Joe is clueless about spirituality, or that was Aarne's estimation when he had mentioned his own. It wasn't for everyone necessarily to have one or even grow up with one the way Aarne had.
"Mischief and outcasts." Aarne repeats as he pats Joe's cheek. "She's our kind of people; goddess."
He's learning to just go with whatever Loki is using and ignore his years of hearing god associated with Loki's name.
"Horagalles, in my beliefs, is rain, thunder, health, and drumming." No time like the present to try and get Joe accustom to the culture he would be tossed into in a few months. Aarne knew well that all spiritual beings had the ability to be good or punish, few were truly evil so the revelation that Loki could do things that would be viewed as bad or evil.
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Joe smirked as he pressed another kiss to Aarne's cheek. Just hearing Loki speak made the Brit slightly unsure of it all since he wasn't used to the whole goddess thing. Aarne seemed to believe it though so this made Joe think a little more into it. Sceptical? A little.
"Drumming? This boy can really drum. On my head, my ass and on his actual drums. I love him for it."
Directing his gaze towards Aarne, Joe giggled and tipped some more booze down his neck. He was well on his way to getting trashed at this festival and why the fuck not? It was about mixing and having fun. Did this Loki liked to get smashed too? Did goddesses drink?