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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.

[aburdenglorious]

The wench is quite partial to things that do not change. I know no such mortal fear.

I am not meant to sit and be oogled, I am a king.

[Was. For a day or two. Will doesn't need to know that.]

[futuresighted]

Still?

[Except he does. Mind-readers are a bitch.]

[aburdenglorious]

[His brow raises, and he smirks.]

To delve into the mind of a god.

Are ye brave? Or a true fool?

[futuresighted]

Unable to help it, more appropriately. My apologies.

[aburdenglorious]

Any ability may be practiced. You must do better.

[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! : )

[futuresighted]

Oh it is well practiced, I assure you.

nbd, it's how i picture their conversation going actually x3

[aburdenglorious]

[A laugh.]

I shan't be bothered with such foolishness. You are merely a blink in the time of an Asgardian, wench.

[aburdenglorious]

Then you should be well versed in staying out of others minds.

sweet

[terribledriver]

Is that the part that bothers you? The fact that I won't even be around long enough to matter, but I still do.

[aburdenglorious]

Nay, the lives of mortals is fascinatingly depressing. In mere centuries the one I once called brother shall have forgotten you entirely.

[futuresighted]

Really, the fault is with the one whose mind is relentlessly shouting. True power in a whisper, was it?

[aburdenglorious]

Such a clever mouth.

[He fingers his magical stick of destiny idly, giving the other a bit of a side eye.]

You must know, then, with whom you speak.

[terribledriver]

Maybe that's true. [She's not going to protest the inevitable.]

Kind of pointless for you to rule us then. If we're so unimportant in the grand scheme of thing, you're not accomplishing much.

[aburdenglorious]

Ah, but there shall always be more of you. Perhaps it is your mortal sensibility, but no realm is so over populated.

[terribledriver]

It's not going to happen, Loki. Whether Thor stops you, or someone else.

[futuresighted]

I'm aware, yes. I simply don't have quite as much practice controlling my tongue.

[aburdenglorious]

You would deny a king his crown?

Perhaps you are jealous. Ye shall never be queen in Asgard.

[He knows the feeling, maybe they can bond.]

[aburdenglorious]

I am not familiar with struggling with my tongue. [OH]

As the wordsmith, I cannot sympathize.

[terribledriver]

Jealous? Oh, god, no. I'd be terrible. [She can only imagine, responsibility for all of that? She'd rather eat Darcy's ipod.]

...I just want to know how Erik is doing.