Get Down with the Sickness
01-26-2014, 11:29 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-26-2014, 11:31 AM by Loki 1.)
Did you expect any differently?
Loki had no time to enjoy his own wit, or even reply to Thor's aggravating injunction to "admit" that he missed them, because some tiny, shrieking something came flying out of nowhere screaming at him. The runt's bared fangs made it clear that it was looking to cause him bodily harm. For what? Poking Hati? It was his own damned brother he was poking, he could do it if he wanted to. Who was this runt to say differently?
He had a moment of indecisiveness - stand his ground and see if the little mouse bounced off, or jump over Hati and hope his bulk slowed his attacker somewhat, and although he was sure Weth would probably step in he had absolutely no faith in Thor or Baldur's ability or desire to protect him - but those fangs decided him. He tensed his muscles, preparing to scramble over Hati (oh look, Thor actually was trying to protect him though unsurprisingly Baldy was just sitting back and laughing, the ass) but his leap was arrested by a furious golden-eyed gaze fixed on him. Oops.
At least Thor or Weth had managed to take care of the pipsqueak somehow, though he could hear a remarkably familiar voice shrilling at them that he deserved it. He? Deserve it? Ridiculous. Well, a screaming midget was the least of his potential problems at that moment, with Hati eyeing him balefully. "Heh, good morning, Hati. Finally awake, I see. Such a pity to see that you fainted. I'm sure father would be proud." All right, so he really just couldn't keep his mouth shut.
His former attacker had gone up to Hati's other side, giving Loki a better look at... her. Oh. He squinted at her, trying to see why she looked so damned familiar... OH. "Akemi," he sighed, resisting the urge to bang his head on the ground. "How... fantastic to see you here." One of his youngest siblings, out of the last litter Hroovitnir had lived to see from Loki's mother, an irritating brat who basically worshiped Hati. He did, unfortunately, remember her.
It was at that moment that Baldur spoke up, urging them to get Hati so they could get out of there. Loki turned his green gaze, eyes widened in mock astonishment, in his younger brother's direction. "Grab Hati? Why in the world would I do that? He seems quite comfortable where he is. I have a much better idea. How about we leave him here, and let Akemi deal with him? How does that sound for a plan? I'm sure a big strapping girl like Akemi can drag him around just fine." Yeah. He really just couldn't shut up.
"Speech"
He had a moment of indecisiveness - stand his ground and see if the little mouse bounced off, or jump over Hati and hope his bulk slowed his attacker somewhat, and although he was sure Weth would probably step in he had absolutely no faith in Thor or Baldur's ability or desire to protect him - but those fangs decided him. He tensed his muscles, preparing to scramble over Hati (oh look, Thor actually was trying to protect him though unsurprisingly Baldy was just sitting back and laughing, the ass) but his leap was arrested by a furious golden-eyed gaze fixed on him. Oops.
At least Thor or Weth had managed to take care of the pipsqueak somehow, though he could hear a remarkably familiar voice shrilling at them that he deserved it. He? Deserve it? Ridiculous. Well, a screaming midget was the least of his potential problems at that moment, with Hati eyeing him balefully. "Heh, good morning, Hati. Finally awake, I see. Such a pity to see that you fainted. I'm sure father would be proud." All right, so he really just couldn't keep his mouth shut.
His former attacker had gone up to Hati's other side, giving Loki a better look at... her. Oh. He squinted at her, trying to see why she looked so damned familiar... OH. "Akemi," he sighed, resisting the urge to bang his head on the ground. "How... fantastic to see you here." One of his youngest siblings, out of the last litter Hroovitnir had lived to see from Loki's mother, an irritating brat who basically worshiped Hati. He did, unfortunately, remember her.
It was at that moment that Baldur spoke up, urging them to get Hati so they could get out of there. Loki turned his green gaze, eyes widened in mock astonishment, in his younger brother's direction. "Grab Hati? Why in the world would I do that? He seems quite comfortable where he is. I have a much better idea. How about we leave him here, and let Akemi deal with him? How does that sound for a plan? I'm sure a big strapping girl like Akemi can drag him around just fine." Yeah. He really just couldn't shut up.
"Speech"
It's in my nature