on cleverly getting the Destroyer back under his control

[flaerd]

[ This is the sound of a very pleased and slightly twisted laugh. ]

What was that with Thor boasting I'd lose, can't you remember mortal?

Now that is strange. Neither can I.

Oh, well.

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[fervidus]

[A sneer.]

Have care, Laufeyson. If you wish to see my strength, I will happily oblige you.

Do not mistake my choice to stay my blade as sign I will not draw it at a moments provocation. I am ready to fight what ever it is you send, no matter how it will grieve my honor to best something so weak.

[Oh she baits him. Spurring that vanity to get the information she seeks.]

[flaerd]

[ you always did know just where to stroke. But. Liesmith. ]

She challenges, does she?

[fervidus]

She promises.

[When it came to wits or brawn, Sif could not help but default to one she knew far better.]

I have no fear of your dark magics. They can not stand to a blade.

[flaerd]

Like old times when it were all in jest. [ You make him want to try, Sif. Just to meet your blade, just to battle his magic against your steel, just for the thrill of it. ]

[fervidus]

Like old times? Has so much past that we can now call them that?

[These memories were still too fresh, too raw.]

[flaerd]

[ He... needs to find another way to attack you. He cannot do this. Not like this. Not the same way as everyone else. He doesn't even realy know what he is going to do about you yet. ]


Sif.

[fervidus]

[It would be childish not to look up when called, so she does with a tired sigh.]


Don't. I spoke out of turn. We can not have it both ways.

[She scolds at herself more than him.]

[flaerd]

Sif. [ His eyes soften and he takes a step forward. ] What if we can have it one way.

[fervidus]

[Confusion, then for a faint glimmer of a moment there is hope in her eyes. And she looks away to hide it.]

Stop. Do not say things you do not mean, Loki.

Do not toy with me.

[flaerd]

[ No, Sif. You need to look at him. He will tug your jaw back and search your eyes. Please look at him. ] Yet it is my nature, do you not see it true?

[ Maybe he cannot do this at all but. But Sif, he - he just. He craves for your strength by his side and. Now this has begun and how can he go back? He cannot go back. What is he to do? ] What if I cannot break this. What if.

[fervidus]

[Just once. Just one moment of weakness. She shudders from even this small touch, drinks in his face and moves in so close. Near enough that her breath is against his lips and if she let herself...she would be his again.]

Loki...I want-- I want nothing more than to be with you. To live with you and go wherever you wished. For love, for what should be ours. Forever just like in the old songs...

[She bites her lip and backs down, the softest touch never coming.]

...but I just couldn't live with myself.

[flaerd]

[ Better this way. He steps in one more until skin presses skin on their foreheads. Fingers slide over her neck just in time for her to leave it. He just cannot be this... that in which she wants. The time for playful is over. There is no stopping this fall. ]

Then live to your duty. [ He backs up. ] There is nothing else to be said here.

[fervidus]

If anything changes. If it ever changes...

[Though she knows full well it won't. That this touch, fleeting as it was would be the last of him she'd feel perhaps ever again.]

Come back to me.
[Because despite it all, that is one weakness she can not overcome. That she would have him back. If he put aside this task and gave up destruction...she would have him back.]

[flaerd]

They would not have me back in their Halls after what was done, Sif. So what use is such sentiment to you? Your heart might have forgiveness, but Odin?

[fervidus]

[He does not understand and Sif has half a heart not to further explain because to do so-- she wondered if she would ever be able to be loyal again.]

There are other realms.

[She swallows.]

I could visit you there. And you me. If this war did not come to pass.

[flaerd]

And if there is no stop to this war?

[fervidus]

You already know.

You've always known.

[flaerd]

Then this it will be.

[fervidus]

[Silence. Followed by a faint broken smile.]

I excepted so.

What is Lady Sif in comparison to that which you seek? And what is Loki compared to what I?

They are both little more than nothing.

[flaerd]

Pleasant, but not enough. Yes?

[ He forwards with a smile, slowly letting a hand slip over her shoulder. His lips close in to an ear and he whispers:]

Once this has begun, I will not stop and nor can I. Not until you're swimming in viscara of loved and cherished men; your home burned, your water blooded, your food all a spoil. And only then, when you're at the very thread of fate's string, will I kiss your eyes and send to sleep in a lullaby you weep.

[ He steps away, then. ]

My promise to you.

[fervidus]

[For a moment she is paralyzed. Chest rising in quickened fearful breaths and anger bring blood hot to her face. But that is what he wants is it not? Her anger, her hatred.]

Get out.

[A hoarse whisper.]

[flaerd]

Goodbye, Sif.

[ He is gone before you can speak. ]