Are we back? (voicetesting and all?!)

[lokiofasgard]

You know, I thought that perhaps playing that one blasted song over and over and over again would be the most irritating thing you'd do tonight, but apparently I couldn't be further from wrong!

[ folds his arms in a tight knot across his chest; lips pursed; sharp breathing ]

If I had any clue, any inkling that you'd haul me back to this god forsaken place, I'd have made for an escape much earlier.

But I suppose that now, all of those notions have been quite harshly swept from the cards.

...

At least turn this music off, I implore you, mun...

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[worldserpent]

I've tried. Essscaping. Doesn't work.

[lokiofasgard]

Mmn, I've nary a doubt in my mind you're right, young one.

[ seems midly disquietened ]

Torturous, these mun types, wouldn't you agree?

[worldserpent]

She's done bad things. Good things, too, sssometimes.

[lokiofasgard]

[ his brow knits slightly; speaking in mildly hushed tones ]

Dare I ask what she has done with you, my little one?

[worldserpent]

[ she reaches out, concentrating on carefully closing her hands around his, trying to make certain her fingers do what she wants them to do. it sucks being a snake most of the time. ]

You shouldn't worry, Father. It was nothing that I couldn't handle.

[burdenof]

Not even the cleverest can escape a mun's grasp, I'm afraid. She does enjoy keeping me on my toes.

[lokiofasgard]

Ah, and what a pity it is to see even you ensnared by such mortal lunatics, my dear.

But, for your sake, I do hope she keeps you well?

[burdenof]

It certainly could be worse, though I've gotten into some dreadful predicaments with no thanks to her.

All in all, I still have most of my own sanity in tact, so that is always a positive note. And yours? How does yours treat you as of late?

[lokiofasgard]

I daren't ask, I daren't ask... [ lips purse; seemingly disquietened. ]

Ah, I wouldn't trouble you with my strife; though she does seem so keen on perpetuating it... [ he trails off, an oddly mindful look upon his face. ] She has me sharing drinks with whom I couldn't fathom even smiling at, and fraternising with those I wouldn't dare to pay the slightest affable thought to otherwise...

Typical stuff, really. [ sighs lightly, running a hand through his hair. ] I'm surprised I've not been forced off the nearest cliff as yet.

[burdenof]

[ Sigyn nods expectantly. ] Oh, please, darling, is that not why I am here? I am quite a good listener after all.

-- Ah. Well, it wouldn't do her any good if you were flung into the depths, would it? I would certainly be upset. [ A beat. ] I find myself finding different ways of escape with you - or, rather, versions of you. [ And a small laugh. ] Or as a mortal witch attending a boarding school.

[sorrowbringer]

You may as well enjoy it, pretty.

[lokiofasgard]

Am I to assume you derive such mirth yourself?

[sorrowbringer]

If I'm forced to remain here with this insignificant Midgardian child, I may as well find ways to amuse myself, hmm?

It does bear reminding that the great All-Father cannot keep either of us from our children here.

[lokiofasgard]

Ah, but not all are granted such pleasantries. [ grumbles; all but bitter. ] Mine grants me little in this respect. Although... although occasionally, she bears weakness there to prey upon.

You're right, my dear. Although our sweet snake does so miss her brother, her sister. I still see little of them... 'tis... 'tis quite a shame, really.

[sorrowbringer]

[ she reaches up, tweaking his chin fondly. ] We'll have to do something about that, won't we, pet? I've spoken to all three of our children here. Of course, they're accustomed to a somewhat different version of their father, as am I, but-- I do very much like this look for you.

[marchwarden]

Another fool who've been lured back by the scribes' malicious intent...

[lokiofasgard]

Well, if that would be so, are we not all as foolish as each other?

[marchwarden]

...True enough. It seems that we all suffer from the same malady it seems. That malady being our own arrogance.

[lokiofasgard]

Indeed we do. And of course the malady of spry and foaming young writers puzzling over what disastrous foray to concoct for you next.

[ smirks; sardonically drawling. ] And what a good life it is.

[marchwarden]

[ frowns ] Surely you jest for this is not a life worth living if it's for the amusement of these scribes.

[odinsonthor]

Muns grasp eludes even I. It simply pulls you back when you were thought lost.

[lokiofasgard]

[ he scoffs. ] I am never lost to this prattling lunatic, let that be said and carved in stone.

I wonder, will her inane toying with me ever really cease? [ he can't help but laugh; humourless in its brevity. ] Well, that would indeed be idiotic of me to ask.

I daresay you are pleased with my forced resurfacing?

[odinsonthor]

It amuses me to see you acting like a child, as you surface from the shadows. [He smirks and laughs to himself]

She only toys with those whom allowed it. And I've heard you a good puppet oh silver tongue.

[lokiofasgard]

[ he can't help but roll his eyes balefully. ] Anything would amuse you, your feeble mind allows that much. It must be so boring to have your mind; always so very empty...

Oh, and am I to assume that you are in complete control of yourself? Your mun not dragged you here too? [ tuts; clicking his tongue. ] I forget, you'd crawl here of your own volition had you nary an arm nor a leg to your name. Pathetic.

[odinsonthor]

I do control my actions as I have never been tempted to follow the will of another. I chose the path I walk and usually stick to it. You know me stubborn and this to be true. [He rolls his eyes to his brother and sighs]

I see however your brief break has done little to mend your temperment