[A Post!Dark World Loki || Mun of age]
…Brother. Why is there a tree in our room..?
Because it annoys you. Of what other reason do I need?
Now come back to bed.
Suddenly gracing us with your presence? And pray tell, what is the occasion now?
Your giddiness at my arrival is not going unnoticed, Brother.
Your ego is returning, I see.
Is that not dangerous? Last I recall, it nearly killed us at Jotunheim.
Sindragosa’s Fall is the place where the Lich King raised Sindragosa - the former consort of Malygos the Spell-Weaver - into undeath. Now Sindragosa serves the Lich King as a frost wyrm, and the full measure of her dark, devastating power is only beginning to be realized.
"I remember these stories, Mother told them to us as children."
A sudden change of heart can make a man suspicious, Loki. Surely you are aware of this.
Then you should be glad.
We both know that there is not a single thing about me that has changed.
…I am not one to ask.
Then perhaps you should practice. You will find most willing to answer.
He has to stifle the laughter before it gets a hold of him. Unfortunately, that was one of the few things that Loki never quite got good practice one. He snickered quite audibly before, still invisible to the eye, flicking at Fandral’s beard.
"Frightened you, did I?"
Fandral’s eyes narrowed as he was flicked. Yes, certainly Loki. “I am not frightened! Show yourself, Trickster.”
"Or what? You might cut me? Give me a little trim?” Playing with fire was an art and Loki was quite good at it.
[The look on his face betrays the amount of amusement he is currently feeling.]
And why would it be your wallet?
Come on — just hand it over. I’m not going to play this game with you.
I have no idea what you are speaking of. You may need to elaborate, Stark.