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[knavishly]

And so you join the legions of reactions this story has inspired. I applaud you your originality. Yet, since my last appearance you have put me on a shelf, left me to fester in your mind as a forgotten triviality. As though I were a pet to be brought out when convenient to show off; here when you need me, there when you tire. And you tire so easily.

To say I am content with our arrangement would be a lie. You have stripped me of the choice in the matter, and thus am left to rot.

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Not Hermione, just an obscure Marvel Sorceress

[seaspraysorceress]

It could be worse, y'know.

not!hermione it is :)

[knavishly]

Ah, here we are. Just as I am to complain about my situation, to claim it unfair, another comes to play a game of misery to compare whose situation is worse. I could play it, and play it well for the injustices steeped against me are many, and yet when I face against the potentials of the universe I am in no fit state to win.

Perhaps another game might be more fun.

Re: not!hermione it is :)

[seaspraysorceress]

Oh, that wasn't what I was going to do. I was just going to point out that they could have strapped you to a table and stuck a venomous snake over your eyeball.

oh no OH NO get over here and let me hug you RIGHT NOW

[attaque]

Oh, but you make such an attractive pet, Loki. [If not one of the more deadly, Fandral isn't stupid. Short-sighted sometimes, perhaps. But even he can see that; he just happens to laugh it off more than any of his friend ever have.]

let us make beautiful mcu babies

[knavishly]

Careful or I might take that as your desire to bed me.

yes good

[attaque]

You would not be the first to assume as much, my friend. [But he's not denying it either...]

[padme_amidala]

I know how you feel, but I'm afraid becoming defensive will only get you so far.

[knavishly]

Oh, really? My rage fuels me, and thus my righteous fury becomes the point in which he accesses me. There's another in this... "headspace", young and mortal who plays at undying, at conquering death itself, whose access point is also rage. Right now that young wanna-be god is out there, oh yes, he is, trapped in a setting that claims the name of my captor's homeland, but at least he has granted the ability to roam free within it.

What would you have me do? Praise my puppeteer's string holding abilities so he may loosen my own? I think not.

[riverborntorun]

For a festering mind-pet, you seem to be doing all right.

[The fancy clothes, the fangirls and boys, not to mention Tom Hiddleston's hips.]

[knavishly]

Illusion is my specialty.

[riverborntorun]

So I hear.

I can understand its uses in battle, but I'm not sure it's going to help you out here.

[flirts]

Such is their fickle nature.

[knavishly]

We meet again, dear Sylvia. Here to whisk me away to lands unknown?

[flirts]

[ what a charmer ]

If I was, could you blame me?

[impitoyable]

They care nothing for our contentment. [ not that she really knows what that means in the first place.

but the lack of choice is the most unnerving part. ]

[knavishly]

Indeed, they seem drawn to the opposite.

[regner]

That's not fair! ( mary stops before she says more, because that tone was not befitting of a queen. but she relates to what he says so much, hasn't that been her entire life? also she's new to this whole muse/mundane thing and sadly is yet to get what is really going on. )

I mean - I apologize for how your mundane is treating you. Is there nothing you can do? No way we...you can fight?

[knavishly]

We? You wish to align yourself with me so easily? You know nothing of me, child. Do not overstep your bounds.

[It is not said with cruelty, however. Merely a gentle chiding with a curious undertone.]

[regner]

I am not a child. I am a Queen.

[ she purses her lips slightly. he is right though, she has overstepped. ]

What I mean to say is that no one should have to deal with that kind of treatment. It may be that we find ourselves in similar situations, I do not know what to make of my mundane, yet I do not trust her. It is in cases such as these that alliances may be useful, whether they are between us or not.

[belovedone]

The arrangement when described thus is far from pleasant. But since we appear to have little choice in the matter I find it unproductive to raise much in the way of protest.

Better to look for what blessings may be had. After all, my son...is not a small respite preferable after your long confinement?

[knavishly]

[Oh sweet, merciful -]

I shall not take back my grievances. [There is a change to his tone, however. A reverence is present that wasn't prior.] They remain untouched.

[He does not look her in the eye yet, has instead been staring at the floor. Only when he is finished does he raise his gaze, take her in fully. He has to divert his eyes once more to keep from eliciting too emotional a response.]

[dudebrodinson]

A venomous pet. Should I offer her leash, collar and muzzle, brother? Better to protect her mind in case you thought to strike and leave you both- that reminds me of a tale I heard on Midgard. I would share it with you sometime.

[knavishly]

He, brother. You have made too hasty an assumption in your zeal. I would be flattered to be the cause of it, but the foolishness outweighs the enthusiasm.

[trickerytrust]

Loki...my son...

Take joy in the fact you are here now, and do not dwell on the past. It is unbecoming of you.

[knavishly]

The past defines us as much as the present, if not more. Its shadow is vast, and grows ever vaster with each step we take.