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[fotlenke]

Let's not get too wrapped up in the details. I am going to be a student, is that right? So let us ignore the large flying machines that can shoot from mid-air. Actually, let us not. Put it aside...we are focusing on what I can bring to the academy if I am to be accepted.

And, no, lessons in Dwarven curses is not applicable. Don't you try that teasing attitude. It works with Loki, not you.

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[lunging]

Well, at least he's got something going for him these days.

[fotlenke]

[Flick to your forehead.]

Stop that. He may be an ornery, rude and sometimes inconsiderate...but I love him.

[lunging]

[HOW DARE YOU
THAT IS THE FINEST FOREHEAD IN ALL THE REALMS!
HE WILL HAVE TO MOISTURIZE DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY GERMS AND OILY NASTINESS A FINGERTIP CARRIES?]

You're young. I'm sure you can find a cow who'll...do you better.

[fotlenke]

How descriptive. I believe I have heard that statement spoken from the mouths of the women you've wooed.

[lunging]

I'm not the one who turns into animals, curious about pregnancy.

[fotlenke]

Are you hearing yourself speak, Fandral the Brave? Are you not a sworn warrior of Asgard? Are you not bound to Thor, Prince of Asgardia, in friendship?

[lunging]

[omg
why do you know everything
have you been watching him

DO YOU HAVE TEA WITH HEIMDALL?]

Aye, I am. But you are so young and there are already many children for you to care for. [because no one else does boohoo] Are you sure you can handle that challenge?

[fotlenke]

Fandral...are you honestly thinking that my love for Loki will lead me to immediate pregnancy? And do you think that by having Loki's child, I will be laid to eventual ruin?

[careful with your words, now. she's got that look that Njord wears right before he executes an enemy.]

[lunging]

[what no]

No, not at all. I only meant that there is the wolf, the horse, the serpent, and she of Hel as of now. Can you care for all of them?

[beguilement]

[ ... ]

Dwarven curses may be something to come in handy down the line at this... [ Whatever. Dismissive wave of his hand. ] academy.

[fotlenke]

[Folds arms, looking smug.]

Oh really.

[beguilement]

Well, it certainly can't be bad to know them, in any case.

[fotlenke]

Loki...

[She begins using the mine talk of the Dwarves.]

€£Ұ₴$ ₰¢ ₤¥ ₳₲₪ ₵ 元₣₱

[translation: Do you understand?]

[beguilement]

Sigyn.

[ He just gives a wry sort of smile. ]

₵£ ς¢§૱ƒ৳ ₲₪₳₢

[ Of course I do. ]

[fotlenke]

€£Ұ₴$ ₤¥₰ ¢₪ ₳₢ ₳₲₪ ₵ 元₣₱ς ¢§૱ƒ ₳₲₪ ₵ ₤¥₰¢₪

[translation: You slip past my tongue?]

[beguilement]

₡₲ ₣₲₮₢₱$€ ¢૱₩₳ €$£₹₦ ₪₱₲¢£ℇ

[ It isn't exactly difficult. ]

[fotlenke]

£Ұ₴ 元₣₱ς ₲₮₢₱ ₩₳ €$ Ұ₴ 元₣₱

[translation: Think yourself silver?]

[trickstering]

One would think you were not in need of lessons, with the way in which you speak.

[fotlenke]

[This is her tackling you and laughing. She is very joyful.]

[trickstering]

You are going to be a difficult student.

[said affectionately somehow]

[fotlenke]

Come here.

Down to her level. She's even doing the finger beckoning thing.]

[trickstering]

[he does so]

Oh?

[fotlenke]

[She puts her lips near his ear.]

I swear to not be beguiled by anyone 'till I return to you.

[trickstering]

It is a nice promise, but you need not be beholden to me. You never know who you might meet.

[fotlenke]

[She takes his hands and brings them to her lips.]

I am yours. I will know this when I go to the academy. I will know this when I leave the academy.