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Thread Contributor: SigynThe Princess and the Ficus Tag: Loki
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#1
Well, this was new. Usually, Sigyn was amongst the most (if not being the most) proficient magic user in any given situation. And yet, he had most certainly not seen this coming, let alone the portal that had brought him here.

Wherever here was.

Loki. If anyone could hide a portal (in the floor!) from even him, it would be her. Following that line of logic, at least this meant he was that much closer to finding the wayward princess. Good. Though honestly, Sigyn wasn’t entirely certain what, exactly, finding her would really mean. She’d run away many times, from him, from their ceremony. Was there still a point in bringing her back? The All-Mother wanted it, of course, but Sigyn had never been one to force something on an unwilling participant. Maybe he was soft, but he cared for Loki, trickster or not.

Sigyn walked down the hall of the tower, eyes searching for the woman he sought. It was a long shot, he knew, that Loki would be anywhere nearby, but…

Wait… Was that… “Loki?” Sigyn came to a stop, angled to view the princess where she lay curled up with some sort of houseplant. Fluidly, Sigyn moved to crouch close to his betrothed, bopping her on the nose, “Is a…” he glanced at the plant, “Ficus? So much better company than me that you seek one out in a whole different dimension?” His voice was warm and amused, though there was also a current of concern in it as well.

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Loki wasn't truly aware that she even had entered a new reality. As far as she was aware, she was celebrating in the old avengers tower. So of course it made perfect sense to her that she had woken up on the floor there. What made slightly less sense was the cold ceramic she was clutching like a teddy bear. Loki blew a bit of air out at her betrothed, who was bothering her for what reason? Pushing the ficus away, Loki sighed slightly.

She set aside Sigyn's words for a moment, choosing instead to slowly roll herself out of her comfortable fur cloak that she had wrapped herself in. It was warm and soft- but after sleeping on the floor, Loki needed a stretch far more, and she couldn't do that while bundled. Or, she could, but she didn't care to shift shape this morning yet.

It said plenty about the Goddess Loki that she did her best to draw Sigyn's eye regardless of her sleepy state. So she stretched her arms above her head, at the same time arching her back, a small noise of pleasure leaving her mouth at the relief.

Blinking up at the light, Loki stifled a yawn, offering Sigyn a small smile. "You are a much better cuddler than a ficus. What do you mean by a different dimension? We are still on Midgard, are we not?" Loki was slightly confused by the questions, but she was trying to be more honest so she was holding back her desire to give Sigyn flippant answers. And it was nice to see his face first thing in the morning.

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Honestly, if Sigyn hadn’t realized he’d fallen through a portal, he’d not think he was in a new reality, either. And even as he said it, he wasn’t entirely certain, but he had a...hunch. This just didn’t feel like the Midgard that he knew. And it definitely wasn’t Asgard. But more than anything, Sigyn was very aware of just how sweet his betrothed looked as she was, in a puddle of cloth and fur, wrapped around a ficus, clutching it to her as though it were the dearest thing she possessed. And so Sigyn couldn’t help the amused warmth that colored his expression and tone.

Naturally, Sigyn watched Loki as she stood and stretched, offering her any assistance she needed with a look rather than extending a hand; he wouldn’t presume to assume that the princess needed help, or make it appear as though he did, but he also didn’t want her to think him unmoved by the sight of her standing so stiffly. And the way she stretched only confirmed that she had slept poorly with her unique companion.

Still, Sigyn smiled at the confident statement Loki made about his cuddling abilities. “I should hope that I am better than itchy leaves and a cold, hard pot.” He offered her his arm, motioning that he’d like her to join him for a short walk, and when she acquiesced, he led her to a curtain draped window. “It’s… Possible. But it doesn’t feel like Midgard, and…” He drew back the curtains, revealing the odd cityscape that stretched out below them, “it doesn’t look all that familiar, either.” He looked down to meet her eyes, “Where have you brought us, Princess?”

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Loki was always pleased when she could catch Sigyn's eyes tracing her form. Particularly so when she was deliberately putting on a bit of a show, movements long and languid, sighing unnecessarily. As for standing- well, she certainly was capable of doing so without assistance, but she'd hardly turn down the opportunity for her betrothed to pull her into his arms. His strong, warm, gentle arms. That she occasionally dreamed about in manners unbecoming. Admittedly rarely on their own, rather she was fairly truely fixated on the whole of Sigyn.

Reaching up, she took his hand and pulled herself up with just enough too much force to crash into his chest. Loki smiled brightly at Sigyn, not pretending in the slightest that this had been not her intent. Loki may be a trickster, but that didn't mean she always had to be subtle. She bit her lip as she came to a decision- before standing on her toes and kissing his cheek. "Good Morning Sigyn." She whispered, voice husky with the pleasure of seeing her betrothed so early in the morning.

Accepting his arm easily, Loki walked with grace to the window. She listened to Sigyn's words while casting her presence as far as she could, doing her best to sense the things in the distance. Now the bite she gave her lip was more in concern than temptation. "Well. I believe it may be of some note that I have not brought us anywhere. I may have found a number of portals in the past, but I can not conjure them Sigyn." She offered softly. With a frown of concentration, she turned to smoke, billowing upwards through the nooks and crannies of stark's building until she broke into open air, her immaterial limbs turning to wings as she dove towards the strange buildings in the distance. She sent a thought to Sigyn.

Join me. The words rang out, lighting in the air as green fire, and shaking through the air as though she still stood beside him.

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Ah, but when were Sigyn's eyes on anything other than his betrothed when they were together? She seemed quieter, far more tired than he had seen her recently, she was moving slower, sighing... "Are you feeling well, Princess?" Sigyn asked the question with concern in his voice. But then she fell against him, her eyes telling him boldly that she had done so on purpose. Of course Loki knew that she could always just embrace him, or ask, but that wasn't her way, so Sigyn accepted the embrace as it was offered.

If he bent his neck just slightly to prolong the simple brush of her lips against the skin of his face, who would blame him? He wrapped his arms around her, holding her gently, "Good morning. Princess." There was obvious affection in his voice at the greeting.

Walking with his betrothed down the hall in Stark Tower was easy. It felt almost natural, almost normal, even if it was anything but. He smirked at her admission, "Something I can do that you cannot?" It brought a tiny, perverse joy to know that she could not so easily run from him. Not just now, anyway.

She changed her shape and drifted upwards, calling for him to join her and Sigyn laughed. "I'm coming, Loki..." Where Loki became smoke, green entwined with black and gray, Sigyn became invisible vapor, just long enough to join his Princess before growing corporeal once again, smaller but no less fierce, the hawk gave playful chase.

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Loki didn't bother answering Sigyn's query- though she could hear the concern in his tone, she had simply been putting on a show, and she was quite certain that he would be able to see for himself that she was in fact quite well. As well, she remained ever so slightly sleep drunk- as well as traditionally drunk- and unless something forced that from her system, she wasn't planning on complicated thinking for the near future. Such as the kind required to elabourate her wellness.

She had very few complaints about the warmth of her betrothed's embrace. He was just close enough that her breath caught ever so slightly. Even more so when she noticed that the bending of his neck had efficiently banished the distance between his lips and hers. Nothing made her so incredibly aware of her every nerve as the magic that Sigyn's touch sent racing through her. Her own hands curled slightly where they rested on him, pulling with the smallest ounce of force, attempting to close the distance without rational intention.

The stretch on her mind snapped her back into this time and place. She was still incredibly aware of his presence, but this wasn't what she wanted. She wouldn't fall for the plays of the All-Mother. Regardless of whether Odin was no longer among them, Loki would not allow herself to be dulled by the machinations of the previous queen. Her fingers flattened on his chest, now distinctly pushing him away. She reminded herself quietly that this wasn't what she wanted. Even though another part of her raged that while that was true, it wasn't because she didn't desire it, rather that it would be more accurate to call it a need.

Walking was a good distraction. Thinking about universes was a good alternative. Things that required her mind, prevented her from focusing on the man who stood beside her. Moreso than usual at least. She glanced up at him through her eyelashes, smile curling at her lips. "Are you telling me that you would deny me if I asked you to create me a portal? Because unless you would, I hardly think it matters that I can not do the act personally."

Chasing through the sky with Sigyn brought back memories of so many bright morns spent in a much similar fashion. Though her mind rebelled at the idea of being arranged to marry the man- it didn't stop her from immediately dropping free from the faster peregrine falcon, her wings turning oily black. The crow, so oft tied to the image of a trickster, was particularly suited for Loki.

The flight was much shorter than Loki anticipated. She could see easily that there was some kind of spacial magic at play- the time it had taken did not match the ground covered. Landing softly on a near building, she cocked her head at Sigyn before dropping to the ground, her staff appearing in her hand as she once more assumed the form of an Asgardian.

Her hair slicked back as her helm formed around her head. "I do not recognize this place." She offered easily to her betrothed, glancing around the area for a familiar sight other than the tower that they had left.

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The lack of answer to his question was answer enough, really. If the princess was unwell, she would have told him as much, knowing her in the form of an onslaught of complaints, each ticked off with the sort of brevity that only A princess was capable of. But Loki was silent about any hurts or stiffness she might feel, and that meant there was nothing truly wrong.

It wasn’t a kiss, not really, just a soft caress of breath that were he to be honest with himself (and he usually was) left him yearning for more. But it wouldn’t do to press this nearness. A point that was made quite clear when she pushed him away. He didn’t attempt to stay still, instead taking a single step back with the slightest twist of his head in acknowledgement of her wish as he did so before straightening fully again, dark eyes watching Loki quietly and carefully.

Walking was a very good distraction, pulling Sigyn’s mind away from that near-moment they hadn’t quite shared. He loved her far more than was smart, he knew, but he didn’t desire to change how he felt, either, no matter how she felt about him. Her question about whether he’d make a portal for her should she ask earned her a long pause as he watched her, but he only smiled in reply; the truth came down to it depending on her purpose and request, really, but he would indeed be loathe to deny her any request.

When they had been young, had he ever bothered to try to win? Perhaps every now and again, to keep The princess on her toes lest she grow bored. Today, however, he had no such compulsion. Loki’s attentions would go where they would; Sigyn had long since learned to accept this. After all, how many times had she turned away from him, run off to have whatever adventure she had gone to chase after? Too many to not learn the lesson she had been teaching.

As a hawk, Sigyn dropped out of the sky, wings tucked in close to his body as he plummeted toward the ground. He never pulled up, and he never landed. Just before he crashed into the ground his form shifted and stretched back into that of his true form, feet touching the ground gently, his momentum arrested by the change. “I cannot say that I know it, either.” He looked about, “But it is rather beautiful, is it not?” The changes in the cityscape from one district to the next were flowing and not so dissimilar to their homeland. “If you did not make the portal to this place, then I wonder what did?”

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There was truth to Sigyn's thoughts- Loki had been raised with the mentality that all cared for her well being, even if the past few years had proved that thought false, and she rarely hesitated to inform people when she was displeased for whatever reason.

Loki did not however appreciate that Sigyn turned his head at the light push. She could read his intentions for what they were, to clearly give her back her personal space, but she still didn't like the idea of him turning from her, attempting to put even more space between them. If it were less obvious to her very being that she was the one pushing them apart, then it may even leave a lasting sting. Loki was not unaware enough for that. She could see that it had been Sigyn who wrapped his arms around her, who had bent to keep her small brush of her lips as long as possible, who had stayed poised at a distance that was all too close and all too far at the same time. Loki was the one who pushed, or pulled, away.

But Loki was also too smart to not see that giving in would be all that was required for history to repeat. If Loki did not love Sigyn, then no one could take that from her. It was simple. All Loki had to do was not love him. No matter how difficult he made that. She was Goddess of Lies. She did not trust anything beautiful or wonderful.

There was something so powerful about watching someone shift form. Either because it was such a struggle, and Loki saw all the effort put in. Or in the case of Sigyn, and, of course, Loki, it was so fluid that it could take one's breath away. Sigyn frequently did take Loki's breath away.

She tore her eyes away before she could be caught staring, grateful for the immense control she had over her own form, that her cheeks never reddened without her consent. "It is, rather so." She offered with a hint of the daze that still drifted through her mind. Sigyn was beautiful. It took a moment for her mind to catch up that that hadn't been the sorceror's question. "Though it does not compare to Asgard in any way." She added, in a pretense of being thoughtful. And not struggling to cover for herself. Loki was already chalking this episode up to the immense amount of liquor she had imbibed the night before.

"It is a good question, but unfortunately, as you may have gathered, I do not remember what happened between the earliest parts of our celebration and waking on the floor." She added, choosing again the distraction rather than the option to look closer at the other thoughts going through her mind.

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Whether or not others cared about Loki’s well being, whether Loki believed that, or even that much of Sigyn, the god did care about the princess’ health and comfort. But he also knew her well enough to know that she would, indeed, make her discomforts known. He trusted in that knowledge.

Loki had pushed him away, and Sigyn simply attempted to meet her needs and desires as best he could, regardless of his own. Still, a step back, a bit more space between them was better than only seeing her back as she ran once more. This was nothing new to the god; for as long as Loki had been returned into his life, she had danced her way carefully, slowly but inexorably closer to him only to thrust him back again, only for their dance to begin anew shortly after. Confusing, yes, but not without hope.

The princess might be the Goddess of Lies, and she might not trust the softer, quieter, gentler things in life, but Sigyn was the God of Fidelity; loyalty, ardor, and faith were the things he trusted the most, were what he embraced even when the nights grew lonely and overwhelmingly silent.

Sigyn was gifted in the art of magic. He had trained, had been apprenticed while he had still been young. He might have no longer been the companion of a princess of Asgard, but he was of noble blood of his own, and he’d been afforded many benefits with that nobility. He had also possessed a plethora of natural talent. Changing his shape was an old trick, one he had mastered, but most did not find it so easy as he or Loki did.

The god’s eyes slid over to the princess just as she had averted her own gaze, hearing her words, but a moment later he turned unhappy eyes out over the city they had found themselves. “Of course it doesn't. They might be similar in some ways, but nothing compares to home.”

If Loki hadn’t opened the portal, and neither had Sigyn, then… Who had, indeed? His voice was more amused than it was concerned when he asked her almost conspiratorially, “Have we been kidnapped, Princess?”

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