possible places to go

[fotlenke]

Wait. You say that there is actually a place where I can be placed? Smart on using that word. Placed instead of played. Anyways, I will happily go wherever it is you wish to send me...as long as I get to have my say.

Don't give me that look. You knew what♮♯ø you were getting into when you decided to give me room and board within the space inside your head. [Makes a pointed look.] And kindly cease your amusement when I use Dwarven. It is♮♯ø bothersome.

Sincerely, Sigyn Freyasdotter

Comments

[sorcerous]

No doubt any place would be a more interesting one, with your presence.

[fotlenke]

Is that a compliment, Loki?

[sorcerous]

If viewed in a certain light, I suppose.

[fotlenke]

I use a very special light. It allows me to see past mischief and amusement.

[sorcerous]

Then the All-Father only knows why you would appreciate my company.

[fotlenke]

I see past. But that does not mean I ignore. It like a good general. See to the core of the matter, but know that the world would be quite boring without all the trappings.

[sorcerous]

Where do you go, then, as a general so-esteemed?

[fotlenke]

Where I like to go. To the snowy peaks, to a field of flowers, to the tallest tree outside of Asgard...

[sorcerous]

And where will you be placed?

[spiderhorse]

[Look at this fine horse yet again
he's here to ask

Where is this place, sweet Sigyn?]

[fotlenke]

[You are Sigyn's very most favorite fine horse.]

A magical mercenary academy, may haps.

[spiderhorse]

[Not even a horse made of diamonds could be finer, ok

Does it have a name? Are any of Asgard there to aid and support you?]

[fotlenke]

[Diamonds are boring anyways.]

It is called Balamb Gardens, in a place known as witchesreign.

[spiderhorse]

[Yeah, no Emma Frosts in Asgard! Hah!

A realm of witches? You will have a great advantage in this undertaking, fair Sigyn!]

[fotlenke]

[She'd probably get kicked out for commenting too much on Asgardian fashion.]

You are so very sweet, Sleipnir.

[spiderhorse]

[Whoever kicked her would have such a stubbed toe though :(

The wife of Great Odin often slips me large cubes of sugar, so that must be why.

Fuck yeah Asgard horse of awesome never gonna have to worry about diabetes]

[fotlenke]

Oh, good. Frigga is a kindly woman. Bless her for making you all the more sweet.

[trickstering]

Should I be worried that I have fostered this habit of speaking thus, or was it inevitable without my chiding?

[fotlenke]

[all smiles.]

Inevitable, darling Liesmith.

[trickstering]

Then I suppose I need not worry.

Where are you going, if I may ask?

[fotlenke]

Of course not.

One thought is a magic mercenary academy in another realm. Munnie has considered your lodgings, but she thinks that I do not fit the applicable requirements.

[trickstering]

I must admit, 'tis hard to imagine you as a mercenary.

It is unfortunate, but yes, I am afraid that is the case where I am. I believe the community would greatly amuse you, were it not so.

[fotlenke]

Imagine me with a skirt full of apples, flinging fruit down upon goblins and trolls.

Most likely. But Munnie assures me that the academy is much more than education. There are time slips and several in-school brawls.

[trickstering]

Now that I can see.

Interesting. It may prove to be fun for you, after all. Will you be among friends, or only strangers?

[fotlenke]

Beware the girl with the apples.

Possibly only strangers. But it'll be new and exciting.