Loki (
sorcerous) wrote in
eswareinmal2012-07-23 01:47 pm
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How sweet is the day, I'm craving a darkness [open]
WHO Loki and OPEN
WHAT Moping, but what else is new.
WHERE The stables, in the stable of his horse.
WHEN RD12
NOTES None so far.
He'd shouted at the palace servants. Sent one of them cowering and quivering, sobbing in fear. Find her, he'd cried, but none of them had been able to. Frigga is gone. Returned to Asgard, perhaps; perhaps to return here later without any memory of what's already come. Sif, missing, though there are some who swear she has fled to the forest.
He storms away to the stables and dismisses the stablehands with a snarl. Slips inside the stall of the horse they'd given him, the little dark-colored mare. She is lying down, her forelegs curled. He collapses next to her. Leans against her, heavily -- such is his exhaustion.
He sleeps, on and off, for the rest of the day. Perhaps she senses in him kin, of a sort, for she stays with him, not standing, not wavering.
WHAT Moping, but what else is new.
WHERE The stables, in the stable of his horse.
WHEN RD12
NOTES None so far.
He'd shouted at the palace servants. Sent one of them cowering and quivering, sobbing in fear. Find her, he'd cried, but none of them had been able to. Frigga is gone. Returned to Asgard, perhaps; perhaps to return here later without any memory of what's already come. Sif, missing, though there are some who swear she has fled to the forest.
He storms away to the stables and dismisses the stablehands with a snarl. Slips inside the stall of the horse they'd given him, the little dark-colored mare. She is lying down, her forelegs curled. He collapses next to her. Leans against her, heavily -- such is his exhaustion.
He sleeps, on and off, for the rest of the day. Perhaps she senses in him kin, of a sort, for she stays with him, not standing, not wavering.

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Happy, now? Full and happy. No reason for sadness. Yes? Laugh more. Enjoy life.
He goes back to nuzzling Loki's hair, his best approximation of a hug. Sometimes Cho wraps her arms around his neck and stretches up on her toes and buries her nose in his mane. Then she sighs and Charlie feels her relax. Loki just needs some of that.
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The mare cranes her neck up, investigating the newcomer. Nickers at him, and takes one of the apples between her teeth, accepting the gift.
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Under the weight of Charlie's bulk the wall between their stalls creaks. He's determined, and he has an animal's single-minded intensity. Right now, it's focused on Loki almost entirely.