orb ; rebirth 19

[sorcerous]

[ The orb rises and follows as Loki leaps from one tree to another, lighting on a strong branch and bracing himself with a palm against the bark.

There's quite a din of whinnying and hoofbeats in the background.

His voice is utterly calm: ]

Gretel -- sorceress. It seems my day is somewhat preoccupied. I won't be able to meet with you after all.

[ A smash of splintering wood; Loki flinches. More of a twitch, really.

He raises his eyes heavenward, in exasperation, and reaches out for the orb.

It avoids his fingers. ]

Oh, in the name of --

[ Visible, now, is a horse just a few feet below him, a brown one, enraged. Possibly familiar to some as the horse that rampaged through town earlier. And she has a little, ridiculous hat braced between her ears. ]



ooc; responses may be from Loki, and they may be from rampaging horse!Sif. Or both.

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[sorcerous]

"If it summons that ghost's interference, no. I will not fight him and you both." Flat, utter refusal.

[brosif]

“I refuse to wear the hat and you affix it to my head. Now, I see merit in the points you made and you fall back in fear. Do you work at being this maddening?”

She turns from hin, walking carefully towards where the hat has fallen. If he will not help her, she will manage the transformation herself.

[sorcerous]

His jaw grits.

"I will train you," he says. "I will teach you how to retain yourself. Unless there is more interference by those who would consider you an ally."

[brosif]

“The only other ally that knows about this is the Stone girl. And I dare say she’s too taken by you to question your methods.”

He’d certainly put on enough of a show for her.

She picks up the cap. There is a brief hesitation – a stilling of her wrist. But she swallows it and puts the hat back on.