5 - how can we win

Jun 07, 2011 18:49



[Intro]

when fools can be kings )

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A putmeinstitches June 7 2011, 18:00:20 UTC
[Hel-looooo wife!

As soon as he saw the green skin, he was checking you out, Ivy. In fact, he probably would have said something if she hadn't pulled him into a kiss right away, but Loki's not about to complain. He kisses back enthusiastically -- questions about "why" or "what changed her mind" spoil a perfectly good kiss and can come later.]

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poisonivyforyou June 7 2011, 21:21:01 UTC
[Ivy wasn't expecting such an... enthusiastic answer. But then again, this is what she lives for. Watching them want and crave and hope... it makes this even better because she knows in the end they all get that kissed away from them.

She doesn't back away herself though, making sure to return the kiss just as happily as she places her hands on his shoulders. It's cute how he's barely taller than her.]

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putmeinstitches June 8 2011, 03:45:36 UTC
[Loki wraps his hands around her waist and pulls her closer, one hand sliding up her back. It is a damn good kiss, and he's not going to be the first one to break it.

Really, this kiss is nothing to be surprised about. Loki figured she'd come around eventually, and the fact that she's been such a smart, fiery thing just...well, it makes this even better.]

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poisonivyforyou June 8 2011, 13:43:32 UTC
[Well, at least he's not already groping her. Most men would be, given the circumstances. Not that it changes anything, she's still just kissing for one reason only.

She eventually breaks the kiss, letting her hands wander up his neck as she presses her foreheads together. She's looking right into his eyes, waiting for the usual signs of somebody falling into his charm.]

...Loki? Can you hear me?

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putmeinstitches June 10 2011, 22:36:52 UTC
[His hands slide down and over her hips, looking right back at her.]

'Course I can.

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poisonivyforyou June 11 2011, 17:28:42 UTC
[Her hands end resting on his cheeks, humming a bit. No changes so far, but it took longer to work sometimes...]

And don't you think the kitchen is extremely dirty, dearest? Isn't quite a mess?

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putmeinstitches June 13 2011, 18:36:37 UTC
[He feels himself start to relax. His breathing's deeper, even, and he's looking at her like she's the most important thing in the world.]

Uh-huh.

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poisonivyforyou June 13 2011, 20:06:09 UTC
[And there it is. She loves that look, even if she wouldn't admit it out loud. It makes having to kiss them worth it.]

Then what are you waiting for? Go clean it. I want it clean.

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putmeinstitches June 15 2011, 15:58:39 UTC
You got it, beautiful.

[He'll start with those dishes. Cheerfully, he picks up a dishrag and turns the faucet on. GOTTA DO THEM DISHES BY HAND.]

This takes me back, you know. Haven't washed dishes since I was Finnur Hrafnkelsson's wife.

[He laughs! The only reason he's so cheerful about this is because he feels so relaxed.]

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poisonivyforyou June 15 2011, 18:33:03 UTC
[She claps at him! ...Or at herself because yes she's finally back in all her glory. Then grabs a seat to watch him wash because this is honestly amusing, somehow.

That, and what good is a mind-controlling lipstick if you don't get to enjoy the power play?]

...'Wife'? Is there anything I should know, dearest?

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putmeinstitches June 15 2011, 19:22:40 UTC
Are you telling me that isn't in the stories? I'm surprised. Usually they don't miss a single chance to point out I've been a woman. A mother, too, which is twice as funny.

[He frowns slightly, scrubbing a little harder.]

There's always a good laugh about it.

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poisonivyforyou June 15 2011, 21:43:26 UTC
[She smiles and shakes her head]

Not in the ones I've read. But I must confess Mythology was never my forte.

[Is it possible to blackmail a God? Ivy's going to try either way.]

Tell me more. I want you to tell me more.

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ARE YOU READY FOR THIS TL;DR? putmeinstitches June 16 2011, 00:47:07 UTC
[...He sighs, rolling his sleeves up so they don't get wet, then begins his story.]

It started with Svadilfari. No...no, the seeds of it were there from the beginning. I was born half-giant--the wrong half. If my mother had been a giantess, everything would have been fine. But no -- gods and giantesses are fine, but giants and goddesses? Fates forbid you break nature's laws in such a horrendous manner. I was the result.

But it wasn't so bad until the horse. Since you haven't read much, I suppose I'll have to tell you the whole thing. Back in the early days, Asgard didn't have a wall between it and Jotunnheim. The only thing keeping the giants out was the river Ifing, which just wasn't enough.

[Is it just you, or is his voice taking on a rhythmic cadence? Loki is telling a story, and stories belong in verse. Unfortunately, whatever alliteration/assonance he was going for is lost in Mayfield's English. He's still working on those dishes the whole time.A builder came to Asa-home, and offered us terms: he would build the ( ... )

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Awww yeahh mythology poisonivyforyou June 16 2011, 10:05:25 UTC
[She leans on the table, drinking on the details. Her eyebrows twitch in annoyance at the few details of what she perceives as sexism, but she refrain the urge to comment on it. That's not the focus of the story.]

Poor, poor you. [She coos, twirling a strand of her hair with a finger] So what did you do?

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HERE COMES MORE putmeinstitches June 16 2011, 20:47:49 UTC
[Oh, Norse mythology is extremely sexist. He didn't even mention how Odin timed those nine months of allotted construction time.]

Loki could not hope to win against the giant through strength alone. Panicked and afraid for his life, he turned to the horse, for without it, the builder was helpless. Loki became a mare, and with a whinny did cause Svadilfari to desire her so much he broke his bonds. He chased the mare into the woods, and they did not return. The giant -- for that is what the builder was -- attacked in fury, but Thor shattered his skull.

Thus the Aesir were freed from their agreement.

But Loki did not return.

He came back leading two horses: tamed Svadilfari, and a colt with eight legs. Svadilfari he gave to Freyja, and the colt to Odin. Sleipnir he was named, and he has no equal in speed.

Loki saved them, and gave precious gifts. This was forgotten.

But how he did it was not.

[He is scrubbing those dishes unnecessarily hard.]

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/LEARNS poisonivyforyou June 16 2011, 22:03:27 UTC
[9 months. Doesn't really take a genius to guess a perfectly natural way to count that.]

... That's... cold of them. ['Cold' being quite generous with words. She could totally see the humor in that (because really, who couldn't), but by the way Loki was reacting it was obvious they hadn't just had a few laughs at his expense.]

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