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[glaived]

[ OKAY SO THERE ARE TWO THREADS IN HERE TO CUT DOWN ON THE NUMBER OF POSTS I HAVE TO MAKE. SIF FINDING LOKI AS A YOUNG CHILD AND THEN LOKI'S SWITCH BACK TO ADULT MCBROODING KINGLY ODINSON. YOU'RE ALL WELCOME. ]

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[glaived]

Yes.

[ Don't panic, Sif. Don't panic. Loki's just turned into a kid. He can talk, which is progress over him going back to being a horse. ]

I'm Sif.

[trickstering]

No you're not. Sif is my age. And she has blond hair.

[and she doesn't have...curves like that....]

[glaived]

I grew up. And you cut off my hair.

[ well. now she does. ]

[trickstering]

Why would I do that...

[glaived]

Jealousy, I do not know. It matters not, not after centuries.

[ but she's going to take a few steps forward to peeeeer at him. ]

Are you quite well?

[trickstering]

I'm sorry, then.

[oh she's getting closer and he's running out of places to back away into.]

Yes! I'm fine!

[too quickly, as if telling her will keep her on that side of his room]

[glaived]

You've never apologized for it before.

[ yeah no he's out of luck she is right there Loki. what are you going to do about it. ]

If this is another virus-- [ trailing off, because she's beginning to hate the things. ]

[trickstering]

[he looks down at the covers sheepishly, not really understanding anything of what she just said.]

[glaived]

[ well then Sif is just going to sit on the foot of his bed and not look at him because oh god what does she do with a younger Loki. ]

[trickstering]

[So they will just sit here really awkwardly, then. No actually after a little while he finally says]

Where is Thor?

[glaived]

On Midgard.

[ please don't make her explain this, Loki. please. ]

[trickstering]

[...]

Why?

[glaived]

[ damn it. ]

Your father banished him before he fell into the Odinsleep. You are king of Asgard now.

[trickstering]

[This is too confusing, and it feels like a hundred questions come to mind at once and before he can stop them coming spilling from his mouth, too.]

That doesn't make sense - what could he have done and why wouldn't I fix it if I were king? I don't understand.

[and then more quietly]

Thor is supposed to be king.

[glaived]

I don't either. [ because she doesn't. she doesn't know why Loki doesn't try and fix this mess and bring Thor back to them. ] But it is what it is, and there is nothing you can do as you are.

[ a longer pause. ]

What is supposed to be does not matter. You are king, not he.

[trickstering]

[He crawls out from underneath the covers and just stares at her, mustering as much judgment as a 200yearold can.]

Those aren't answers.

[glaived]

I learned the art of avoidance from the best.

[ hah!! ]

Thor nearly broke the peace between Jotunheim and Asgard - banishment is his punishment.

[trickstering]

I see.

[somehow that is not surprising, really.]

[glaived]

He is not alone, though. He has made friends - mortal ones.

[ as if it'll be some comfort to him. ]

[trickstering]

Mortals? How does that even work?

[glaived]

Well once one is banished to Midgard, it only stands that those he'd meet are mortals.

[ gosh Loki. ]

[trickstering]

[he sighs. he's 200, not stupid. whatever he just. won't ask questions and sulk here instead.]

[glaived]

[ SIGH. ]

Don't sulk.

[trickstering]

You're not being fair, and you're not answering me.

[glaived]

[ kids. ]

I am not entirely sure if you want to know the answers. Or even should know them.