fragile! new muse. voicetesting.

[wields]

I implore you, do not be so foolish as to presume you can take hold of me and rein me in as if I am some mindless tool for your amusement. I will not shift my loyalties from the house of Odin to one so faceless and nameless as yourself, and I do not take orders from any other than one of such a house. I suggest you consider carefully the actions which you take. I am the most highly regarded Warrior-Maiden in all of Asgard! You cannot possibly hope to make an attempt at tethering me to anything, least of all yourself.

I do suggest you at least be less arrogant about your abilities.

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[trickstering]

I believe this is one battle even you cannot best, my lady.

[wields]

And what brings you to such a conclusion? Is there something you have foreseen that I've overlooked?

[trickstering]

Merely the knowledge that comes with much experience. We have been playing at this game since November, my mundane and I, and I've little hope that she's giving up any time soon.

[wields]

So this is a common practice? Using living beings as playthings?

[trickstering]

I like to think of it as mutual partnership.

[wields]

Does she not give you orders which you have no choice but to follow?

[trickstering]

And you think complaining about it will stop it from happening? You must be more subtle.

[wields]

I do think taking a stand could slow the process at the very least. I have not earned my rank through meaningless prattle and finery, Loki. I am a warrior. I do not surrender.

[trickstering]

I know - hardly am I suggesting surrender, Lady Sif.

[fotlenke]

Highly...regarded...

[...okay wattttt.]

Do not be so hypocritical, Lady Sif.

[wields]

... Beg pardon?

[fotlenke]

[someone get the kitties]

You advise your mundane to have modesty in her pride, yet you do not heed your own advice.

[wields]

It is not pride from which I speak. It is fact.

[fotlenke]

It is pride. The daughter of Freya would know.

[sonsomnia]

I appreciate your loyalties, Lady Sif, as I always have. This is out of my reach now.

[wields]

[ Immediately, she kneels, brings her fist to her chest, in the traditional bowing ritual. ] Allfather, I ask that you seek to reason with this master of puppets and remover of free will, if you should see such graciousness as benefit.

[sonsomnia]

Rise, warrior. You are free to speak as you will in my presence.

[He strokes his beard, watching her carefully.]

I cannot do this, Lady Sif. It is, as I said, beyond my reach. I cannot apologize for failing you in this regard enough.

[anticking]

You have faced circumstance of legend and myth; you have faced utter fear; you have faced your fellows, when you had to.

Keep your loyalties, and act as best you can. You may be in a mundane's palm, but you are no puppet.

[lion_of_asgard]

Anyone, be they man or god, would be foolish to try and control you, Lady Sif.

[gotohel]

Arrogance is their forte.

[mightily]

[Have a beaming Thor. He's so glad to see you!]

Lady Sif! It feels like it's been a lifetime since I saw you last. [shoulderclap]

There is no need to get angry with the writers. They don't wish harm on us.

[Oh, Thor. Oh honey. He has no idea.]

[coffeemugsmash]

Sif, it is unnecessary to be so harsh! These people mean us no ill-will. They merely intend to direct us to a realm where skills such as ours are in high demand!