CLOSED.

[selfimage]

CHARACTERS: Loki & Ahad
DATE: Just after the hospital infiltration.
WARNINGS: Talking about cannibalism due to the context, perhaps. It's them, so tread careful. As always, I'll add if needed.
SUMMARY: There's something worrisome in the midst of the gods.


the world itself is a bad dream

[ Woodhurst has been many things, but quiet has not been one of them. at least, not during Loki's stay. there had been tossed into the midst of the pandemic, Loki only pausing to travel back through the timestream to Asgardia, where he was exiled and damned to the slim, cold space between the realms. there was truth curse to deal with, after that, King Loki's middle finger to his younger self, but there was assurance, too.

assurance that he'd never turn into that.

it had left him with a new perspective, tearing a hole between his expectations of himself and what would eventually come to pass. it left more room for other things, and other things encompassed affections that he had tried so hard to ignore in the past, calling them a hindrance rather than a means of growth. it had been something out of control, and it still was.

the apartments that they're staying in is upper scale, with a vast, abandoned roof. at least, no one wants to weather the cold. Loki doesn't care. he knows Ahad will seek him out, eventually, so he waits for him. there are snowflakes framing the green hoodie, and Loki watching the streets from up high. ]

Comments

[dailydouble]

Then do that. [ There's a pause here. ] My blood may help her.

[ It costs him something, to even say this. Despite that, he looks impassive. ]

[selfimage]

[ Loki stops to examine him, gauging the weight of those words. ]

Aye, that may make the two of us. [ his brows knit, and the discomfort expresses itself in his face. ] Mine with the infection. There have been those that have used it in the sense of the mortal realm, there may be means yet.

[dailydouble]

[ The only reason Ahad continues this discussion is because Loki shared first. There isn't a sense of obligation, so much as a need for equal exchange here. ]

Some of my siblings sold their blood to mortals. It was extremely lucrative, but perhaps we shouldn't have given them any ideas about consuming us.

[ There's something bitter in his tone. ]

[selfimage]

[ while he perks up, he doesn't entirely look surprised. mortals were always trying to work through the nuances of divinity, trying to crawl through the mud to apotheosis. divinity was something known, something to strive for, but he only seen a few reach it, and most of the time it was never intentional. ]

That sounds ... messy.

[ in all meanings of the word. ]

The mortals used Thor's to create a copy to do their bidding in a political war in his name. He was none to happy when he found out, as you can imagine.

[dailydouble]

Ah. That is... [ Unfortunate? Terrible? He'll shake his head, unable to decide on a word that seems fitting. ]

A few of my siblings were devoured by a power-mad demon. I worked for a time to uncover what was happening, but we were almost too late. [ As much as he hates to admit it, they might have failed if Oree and Itempas hadn't stepped in. ]

[selfimage]

[ it was what it was, but it brought nothing but pain. ]

Well, a few drops of blood certainly bring nothing good. [ a pause, and as if it were sealing a deal. ] For Dany, then. That's it.

[dailydouble]

I trust in her discretion.

[ And Loki's, when it comes to this. Even if that goes without saying. ]