There are too-few characters in this field to describe me, for I am many things. Including headmate, apparently, which is quite interesting. #MarvelRP (and not)
Demand once more that I call someone a "mewling quim", and the results will cause you unending dismay.
To quote a certain acquaintance of mine, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
I am a patriot; I want what is best for Ásgarðr.
But what could be better for Ásgarðr than Loki, hmm~? A Loki, of course, free from... unfortunate artificial influences.
That bit still chafes.
@TheSeidhkona At that, a chuckle and a pause to close the door behind them. Once finished with the show of affection, his expression loses its wickedness for a moment as a thought strikes. "Freyja, do me a favour: Make certain that I never become /ungrateful/."
@TheSeidhkona "Yes, and there was a point to it; unfortunately, the point fell on deaf ears. I'm glad I made certain he had a way out." The whole situation clearly leaves a bad taste in his mouth.
@TheSeidhkona "... And Þórr, and Baldr... so-much pointless bloodshed...
You and Sigyn definitely were two of the few bright points, along with Mother."
@TheSeidhkona "He doesn't deserve to have you do such a thing. I only wish that fewer /others/ had been pulled into the situation..." Or that the situation simply hadn't happened. It was needless.
@TheSeidhkona At that he turns slightly bemused - is he so tall? He's certainly never felt so, nor that she's particularly short.
"Now dear Freyja, you needn't enact a /ploy/ to get me horizontal~"
@TheSeidhkona "I'd say that is a form of extremely - merely a temporary, sporadic one." This he says among reciprocating some of those affections, practically purring from the warmth she exudes.
@TheSeidhkona "I don't believe there was a crime to begin with. Knowledge is to be spread, not hoarded; nor is it identical with wisdom." ... And the wise do not meddle in prophecy, he adds silently.
@TheSeidhkona "Heh heh... there is poetry as-much in your words as in your body." Fingertips stroke her cheek for a moment before he complies, oddly torn between pacification and conflagration.