[ it's not as if Loki isn't a force of nature in himself, the schemes that he has woven and delivered had called the end of Asgard countless times. his wars were waged against his father, his brother, Asgard itself, and now he had crawled up to claim the war in the face of what would-be destiny.
trivialities kept him sane, otherwise he waded further into a sea of selfish whims, threatening to drown himself. ]
I ... [ he trails off, not doubting her sincerity, but unsure if he really belongs anywhere. ] ... do hope so. I have a story to write.
[ Yes, Dany thinks, and mine is told in blood and fire. ]
You can, [ she tells him. ] You will. And so will I, we may pray.
[ His shoulder is hardened by armor and covered in a coat, but she presses a light kiss between her fingers there all the same. She wants to ask him to linger here with her, wishing to have more time before they join the cave he'd found before, but she knows it wouldn't be wise to strand herself away from the rest. Soon, she must carry a squidge of her own.
The fingers on his shoulder tighten, then let him go. ]
It's time you returned to your squidge. [ The reminder comes gently enough, but pointedly. ]
[ there are breathes of air taken between missions and in the time that's free to them. there's space, but there's action, as if there's always something else to do. Loki takes to it well, but he takes to new starts well, and he adapts well, so it's no surprise when something ends and another begins that he finds comfort in the space between.
her gentle coaxing gets a mock exasperated sigh, but he rises regardless, offering her a hand up. ]
I'm sure it'll be wailing in Ahad's ear soon enough. He'll have his annoyed face on, I'm certain. You'll be a pleasant surprise.
[ It occurs to her that Loki has burdened Ahad with his squidge more oft than not. ]
A common sight, I do not doubt. [ She gives him a little look, slight exasperation to go with her smile at the prospect of seeing the reluctant squidgekeeper again. ] We must relieve him of his duties.
[ She accepts his hand, and as she's pulled to dainty feet, a mild shower of sand falls to the cave floor, newly dislodged from her hair and clothing. ] Drogon, we are leaving, [ she calls softly, having no need of shouts in an echoing space. A soft hiss answers her, and then, hopeful to be rid of the dampness in the cave, a hush of leather stirring in the dark meets their ears. He soon emerges from around a corner, black wings floating easily to them over the cool air. ]
[ Loki makes an expression like he's absolutely and utterly innocent, but it doesn't really do well on his face, he really looks as scheming and nefarious as ever. Ahad had taken to the squidges, cradling the two of them around his arms. while Loki minded less than he had initially thought, he didn't quite trust himself to care for something that he could easily damage.
they still had a while to go before Bacon left his care. ]
Aye, aye ...
[ he relents to her, leading her off to where Ahad had huddled with the two inseparable squidges. ]
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trivialities kept him sane, otherwise he waded further into a sea of selfish whims, threatening to drown himself. ]
I ... [ he trails off, not doubting her sincerity, but unsure if he really belongs anywhere. ] ... do hope so. I have a story to write.
...
We all do. We should make it a good one.
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You can, [ she tells him. ] You will. And so will I, we may pray.
[ His shoulder is hardened by armor and covered in a coat, but she presses a light kiss between her fingers there all the same. She wants to ask him to linger here with her, wishing to have more time before they join the cave he'd found before, but she knows it wouldn't be wise to strand herself away from the rest. Soon, she must carry a squidge of her own.
The fingers on his shoulder tighten, then let him go. ]
It's time you returned to your squidge. [ The reminder comes gently enough, but pointedly. ]
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her gentle coaxing gets a mock exasperated sigh, but he rises regardless, offering her a hand up. ]
I'm sure it'll be wailing in Ahad's ear soon enough. He'll have his annoyed face on, I'm certain. You'll be a pleasant surprise.
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A common sight, I do not doubt. [ She gives him a little look, slight exasperation to go with her smile at the prospect of seeing the reluctant squidgekeeper again. ] We must relieve him of his duties.
[ She accepts his hand, and as she's pulled to dainty feet, a mild shower of sand falls to the cave floor, newly dislodged from her hair and clothing. ] Drogon, we are leaving, [ she calls softly, having no need of shouts in an echoing space. A soft hiss answers her, and then, hopeful to be rid of the dampness in the cave, a hush of leather stirring in the dark meets their ears. He soon emerges from around a corner, black wings floating easily to them over the cool air. ]
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they still had a while to go before Bacon left his care. ]
Aye, aye ...
[ he relents to her, leading her off to where Ahad had huddled with the two inseparable squidges. ]