((BEIN’ BRAVE NOW.)) “The Norse god, Loki. God of mischief that cause chaos to please himself. Now that what I call sinful.” She chuckles as she step behind the pillar with her arms cross.

((YAY BRAVENESS))

“A misconception, surely. Here there is no god of mischief that he so wrought. Here there is a god who mischief sought.”

OOC: Hey. Did you ever respond to the RP from askgrimmoire? It’s still available, if you’re wanting to.

((OOC: Ah! No, I’ve lost all my threads again, I have no idea who I owe. XD Can you send me a link?))

“My apologies. Did you say something?”

Mmm, I would quite like to sit and “chat” with someone, yes. Just a little chat, as mortals call them. Are you up to the task? 

WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?

I—…

Well I suppose it was worth a try.. I assume your globe-thingy just shows my own location then?

Not just your own location. It shows from where one visits this space. Should there be more than one visitor, all shall be accounted for.

SO DO YOU LIVE IN LEUVEN? cuz i do and i can’t believe there’s other fangirls here and im excited ok. I do mean to say, Loki, fine sir, have you been present in Belgium during this latest time period?

“…No, I have not been to Belgium. I am not certain I even know where that is located.” 

“Is that the only way you will forgive me?” The older brother took a step forward, toward where Loki was leaving, hoping that the other would not truly disappear. It would take but a snap of his fingers, a bit of magic, and the trickster could be gone from his sights. “Please, Loki. I know I have wronged you in more ways than can ever be expressed in words, but let me find my retribution now, with you.”

“I just… do not know anymore.” He paused, sure he was going to say more yet his mind went blank. He struggled with forgiveness. He wasn’t even sure if he knew what it was. For centuries he could look beyond a person’s slights, slurs, offenses if he knew they loved him and generally meant well. Though for nearly a year, Loki felt like that was completely gone. While it was a little clearer now why the thunderer vanished from his life, it didn’t change how that abandonment felt. It hurt him. It hurt him that Thor didn’t warn him he would be gone. It hurt him that Thor didn’t try to ensure a message reached Loki. Things were different now. When Loki was a part of Asgard, he knew why Thor would leave. He knew about wars. But now, he was on Midgard, exiled from Asgard. So any developments with Asgard were no longer privy to him. It hurt that he was so quickly outcasted from a society that was his life for a millennia and a half. “Would you forget me so easily again? Would you not provide a greater effort?” 

He was beyond repair, even for her powers. If she healed him, she died and he would not allow her to do that. So she’d done what she could, moving him slowly to the bed they’d shared because of nightmares and hiding from monsters in the night, Loki wrapped up in her arms. “I want to save you, why won’t you let me? I don’t.. I can’t watch you die, and you’re making me. Please Loki.. I came to love you more dearly than I ever got to say, don’t leave me here without you now.”

He blamed himself for this more than anything else. Had he taken proper care of himself, he wouldn’t have been so defenseless and unable to tend to his own wounds which were proving to be fatal. He shook his head when she started speaking, “No…” He didn’t want her to cause harm to herself trying to help him. He lifted one hand, stained in his blood—not like that wasn’t the first time—and spoke despite how crushed his windpipe felt, “No…” He closed his eyes and rested his head on his left shoulder as his eyebrows furrowed in response to the pain, “I died a long time ago.” 

[Shoved up against a wall and kissed ask meme] -Her eyes widen as she pushes at him- Liefully no!

He stepped back, a little flustered. “Sorry—I—” he tried, though instead he decided to step back further, eventually turning so his back faced her. “My apologies, I will not do that again.”