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[aburdenglorious]

 I demand you stop this ridiculousness at once, wench. 

I shall not be your plaything here, my promise to tolerate you in the place called "tumblr" extends nowhere else. 

You've no plans, no scheme. I grow restless just thinking of the nothingness you subject me too. I won't have it. 

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[futuresighted]

Wanting to be kept in just one place? With plans? That's no sense of adventure.

[aburdenglorious]

If this dreadful Midgardian would do something at least a mite entertaining I would be a bit more pleased.

She is a simple fool. No ambition.

[futuresighted]

No trust, even, to flights of whimsy? Those tend to birth ambition.

[terribledriver]

The idea of you being subjected to someone's whims really gives me a warm feeling. I have to admit.

[aburdenglorious]

Ah, Thor's Midgardian wench.

[He simply grins.]

She is not hard to manipulate.

[terribledriver]

Jane, actually. But I can see how that might be hard to remember.

...god, I really hope she does something terrible to you now.



ooc: *facepalm* sorry for cranky!jane... i'm actually a big Loki fan too! : )

[theseaward]

[ Have some silent scrutinizing from one fierce old broad. ]

[aburdenglorious]

[Loki gives a smile, charming as ever.]

May I help you?

[theseaward]

It's your promise to tolerate anything that landed you here, mister. [ You're not one of her children, but she'll still talk to you like one. ]

[uncompromise]

[...Clint's convinced that his mun hates him. Oh well. This? He knows how to deal with this.]

[The only warning Loki's going to get is the sound of a bowstring being pulled taut. Then Clint shows himself, arrow ready to be loosed.]

...

yesss

[aburdenglorious]

[Loki barely turns his head at the sound, grin spreading over his face.]

Must you try? You know it shan't kill me.

:)

[uncompromise]

[He doesn't lower the bow. Not even a single muscle twitches.]

Maybe not. But I wouldn't lose any sleep over it. You deserve an arrow in the eye for all the crap you've pulled up to this point. For what you did to me.

[therealgenius]

Oh my God, Tumblr is a nightmare, isn't it?

[aburdenglorious]

Quite. All she does it post pictures of my face and scream, Midgardians in heat I swear...

[therealgenius]

Whoa whoa, are you saying your mortal is hot for you?

[thedancer]

You know what I do when I'm upset...I um sing you know? Like in the musicals.

[ Poor Selma. ]

[aburdenglorious]

[He might be a Disney Princess now, but he's not quite that far along.]

Sing?

[thedancer]

Yeah you know like in the musicals.

[ She smiles but not at him. Actually she can't see him. ]

[spiderhorse]

[Well, HELLO MOTHER! You are looking exceedingly handsome and not a mare today, how have you been?

Watch him pose like a good horse. He could be winning blue ribbons for this pose. You like what you see, Mom? It's all for you, Mom.]

B)

[aburdenglorious]

[SLEIPNIR. What was he complaining about? Baby you're the best around, for serious. Why aren't you out winning medals? Oh yeah, Odin.]

[Loki saunters over, smiling brightly.]

It has been some time since you've come to find me, Sleipnir. You neglect your mother so?

[spiderhorse]

[His equine beauty brings all the mares to the yard

j/k they really don't like him, Mommy, he's being bullied, does he have to talk to Captain America or what?

I'm always in the stables, Mother. You know where to find me.

GOOD JOB LOKI BLAMING YOUR NEGLECTFUL PARENTING ON YOUR SON WHO HAS THE IQ OF A POTATO]

[didknowthat]

I wouldn't take this 'nothingness' for granted. It's apparently ten times better than being sent anywhere that has a lid on it. At least here you can do what you want.

[Generally speaking.]

[aburdenglorious]

[A grin.]

I always do what I want, wench.

[latrodectism]

[Oh lol. Someone is beyond amused at your being trapped like the rest of us, Loki. Really, she's actually kind of thrilled.]

[aburdenglorious]

May I help you, agent?

Perhaps, more therapy?