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Loki parks in Doriath for another six years. She manages to make friends with some of the people who have things to do in accelerated perception. The Men who started as babies are full grown. The spell comes along and she refreshes everyone serving as a sorcery backup on a routine basis. She visits people between stints of work; during same she does things that she doesn't have to move around much to do. Writes a memoir. Screws around with decorative illusions. Sleeps, when absolutely necessary.
She's asleep when the quake hits. But not for very long.
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purposeful_glory
He is entertained by her giggling and rolls over and stops discussing his cousins and travel plans.
purposeful_glory
Ooh.
First thing the next morning - Thor is not known to be an early riser and will not be kept waiting for her sparring partners - Loki nips out to a galactic hub, collects all their vacation brochures, places an ad for a biologist, and picks out the planet she thinks most appropriate. It's tidally locked, mostly ocean, and most of the resorts are towards the warm side of the twilight band. She tucks the brochure under Findekáno and Maitimo's door.
First thing the next morning - Thor is not known to be an early riser and will not be kept waiting for her sparring partners - Loki nips out to a galactic hub, collects all their vacation brochures, places an ad for a biologist, and picks out the planet she thinks most appropriate. It's tidally locked, mostly ocean, and most of the resorts are towards the warm side of the twilight band. She tucks the brochure under Findekáno and Maitimo's door.
They catch her later to tell her it looks lovely.
purposeful_glory
"Good. I have other ads if you want but I think that one looked nicest."
"How do we compensate them for it?"
purposeful_glory
"They'll take Asgardian credit, if you'll take it as a present."
"I think we're already very much in your debt," Maitimo says, "but I'm not going to decline."
They look at each other. "A month? Long enough to get city planning in motion back home, apologize to everyone we owe apologies to..."
"I was going to answer 'a year'," Findekáno says.
"We run on galactic time now," Maitimo says a bit gleefully.
"We run on galactic time now," Maitimo says a bit gleefully.
purposeful_glory
"Well, galactic time doesn't have standard years or months but I was assuming you meant Arda ones."
"I meant - we don't have to do things the Quendi way, we don't have to wait a Year, we're not even the fastest-paced people around."
"And," he says, "Loki wants to start her frost-giant project eventually. Don't you?"
purposeful_glory
"I do! I will probably want to start by checking other realms in case they have less pathetically stocked library sections about frost giants, before I show up on the planet, but yes."
"Let me know when."
They squeeze hands. They look at each other wonderingly, like the fact no one has accosted them for this is very bizarre.
They squeeze hands. They look at each other wonderingly, like the fact no one has accosted them for this is very bizarre.
purposeful_glory
"Did you read the part about the honeymoon package, because you can fold that in."
"We saw it," Maitimo says, "yeah. Maybe skip the wedding party."
"It no longer matters nearly as much since real marriages no longer exist. We'll sort it out. Thanks."
purposeful_glory
"If you really want I can pick the fucking Aether up again, although I'd rather see if anybody else is wishing they'd taken me up on it the first time, do a batch."
Maitimo shakes his head. "I don't want it for good reasons. Maybe eventually someone will show who as a personality as aether-friendly as yours is Tesseract-friendly and then negotiate a better solution, but I don't want your arm eaten through in the meantime."