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reliablelies) wrote2014-09-07 10:13 pm
reliablelies) wrote2014-09-07 10:13 pm
PSL Part 2 (bloodbymetal)
Continued from here
[Loki had given Erik his word that he would return to Poland precisely a month after their first meeting. Unfortunately, because life as a prince of Asgard could be rather unpredictable, he found himself running several days late.
After returning home without raising much suspicion, Thor and his friends had decided they wished to depart on a special hunting trip... one that would greatly benefit from Loki's sorcery. Since he still had weeks before his planned return trip to Midgard, he agreed, eager enough to practice his magic and hopefully receive proper credit if their endeavor was a success. While that was doubtful considering the combined egos of Thor, Sif and the Warriors Three, he could at the very least depend on an enjoyable feast upon their return.
Loki hadn't expected the hunting party to run into quite so many obstacles.
Other beasts needed to be fought, other people would block their progress. It became apparent about halfway through the trip that he wouldn't be back on time. Still, with the little ball of metal stored safely in his pocket, Loki thought he might be forgiven. Erik would be able to sense his presence upon his return, and had the option to meet him again if he still wished it. Even five weeks later, as the train pulled up into the familiar station in Poland, he did hope that would be so. Never had a mortal intrigued him as much as this one, enough so that he was willing to risk an even longer stay away from Asgard to find out more about him.
Yes, Erik roused his curiosity, but his intentions weren't entirely that of a scholar studying a newly discovered tome. Loki sat down on one of the station's benches and tried to puzzle through the reasons behind the attraction between them, much as he had done during the past few weeks. He mused on the issue while rolling the little metal ball slowly between his palms, and wondered how Erik would feel if he learned any of the truths behind his 'mutant' friend's identity. Perhaps he would tell, perhaps not. Whether he would be believed was another issue entirely.]
[Loki had given Erik his word that he would return to Poland precisely a month after their first meeting. Unfortunately, because life as a prince of Asgard could be rather unpredictable, he found himself running several days late.
After returning home without raising much suspicion, Thor and his friends had decided they wished to depart on a special hunting trip... one that would greatly benefit from Loki's sorcery. Since he still had weeks before his planned return trip to Midgard, he agreed, eager enough to practice his magic and hopefully receive proper credit if their endeavor was a success. While that was doubtful considering the combined egos of Thor, Sif and the Warriors Three, he could at the very least depend on an enjoyable feast upon their return.
Loki hadn't expected the hunting party to run into quite so many obstacles.
Other beasts needed to be fought, other people would block their progress. It became apparent about halfway through the trip that he wouldn't be back on time. Still, with the little ball of metal stored safely in his pocket, Loki thought he might be forgiven. Erik would be able to sense his presence upon his return, and had the option to meet him again if he still wished it. Even five weeks later, as the train pulled up into the familiar station in Poland, he did hope that would be so. Never had a mortal intrigued him as much as this one, enough so that he was willing to risk an even longer stay away from Asgard to find out more about him.
Yes, Erik roused his curiosity, but his intentions weren't entirely that of a scholar studying a newly discovered tome. Loki sat down on one of the station's benches and tried to puzzle through the reasons behind the attraction between them, much as he had done during the past few weeks. He mused on the issue while rolling the little metal ball slowly between his palms, and wondered how Erik would feel if he learned any of the truths behind his 'mutant' friend's identity. Perhaps he would tell, perhaps not. Whether he would be believed was another issue entirely.]