Sigyn started awake, from a nightmare of falling, down through space. Stars had streamed past, casting no light and singing no songs, and everything she grasped slid right through her translucent fingers. Residual fear held her heart pounding in her throat until she thrust herself out of her narrow bed.
She fled the room, grown too close and small for comfort, to walk the silent halls of Asgard’s shining palace, arms clutched close about her chilled body.
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Loki sighed and walked towards the palace a grim look on his face. He had been assisting the Asgardian engineers with the redesign of the bi-frost, one of the conditions of his very tenuous release, and it had been a long exhausting day. It was certainly tiring to have to constantly be aware of your words and actions, that everyone is scrutinizing your every move, distrust and sometimes fear hiding poorly behind their eyes.
He was fiddling with his cuff, lost in thought as he turned the corner and ran right into someone. They fell back with a soft thud and Loki, being somewhat of a wall, was only snapped out of his preoccupation with the day.
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Sigyn fumbled a hand to the wall, shoving hair out of her face. “Oh, gods, are you alright?” she blurted, before looking up … and up. Tall, dark, slim … no one she knew. But she knew so few of the denizens of Asgard.
“I’m so sorry,” she continued. “I just … I’m so sorry. I should have been paying attention.” She put a hand on his sleeve.
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He was a little startled but regained his composure almost immediately. “Oh, no no, my fault entirely, please, it’s fine, oh, here, please, are you okay?” He had to smile at the situation, talking over each other, fussing; he smiled slightly but it disappeared when she looked up at him. She was captivating. Long dark locks, beautiful violet eyes.
Loki didn’t realize he was staring at her until he felt pressure on his arm that snapped him out of his astonishment. He quickly registered that she was apologizing and shook his head.
“No, I do believe it was my fault, I’ve been most distracted today… I.. I’m not sure that I’ve had the pleasure of meeting you before, I’m sure I would have remembered.”
Sigyn pulled her hand back quickly, ducking her head. Her hair slid across her face, obscuring her blush. “I … haven’t lived in the Realm Eternal for long. I am Sigyn, from Alfheim.” Shyly, she tucked one stand of hair behind a gently pointed ear.
Who was this man? His green eyes were sharp, and something in the line of his mouth spoke of a temper, yet Sigyn thought he seemed unwontedly solicitous for someone encountering a stranger in the deeps of the night.
bedtime Sigyn
^ Loki (obviously) <3
everyday Sigyn
just bathed Sigyn
formal Sigyn
combat Sigyn
more everyday Sigyn