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+ turntepath

__”You look sorta familiar.”

turntepath

"Do I, now-?"

“—— I suppose I share the feeling, though I’m afraid I can’t quite place you.”

…

..This wasn’t a case where he slept with her and never called again, was it?

Fuck.

( Maybe it was his hair? Or... nah... )

"I dunno, just a feeling, I guess. I'm sorry, I'm being rude, aren't I? My name's Verity."

#rp: turntepath

( It was moments like this that Verity felt the reality of his existence dwarf hers. For all her nonchalance in knowing him, she knew he was much, much more than she would ever see or know. She wasn’t hurt by his reluctance to talk. More like… frustrated. )

__”Is it ‘beyond comprehension’ hard to explain? Or is it more like, ‘super personal’ hard to explain? Because if it’s the first, I’ll be tempted to take that as an offense to my intelligence.”

[ ♕;; — — alright, he can’t help but crack a smile at that. Are all Midgardians so very persistent &… b l u n t? ]

❝ I let you guide me blind through a room full of evils that could have very well caused my end, because I trusted you enough to understand how to break into an Asgardian vault— — thanks again for that by the way. But Its notthat, more like the ladder…. how about I explain once we get out of here? ❞

( Err... Perhaps she'd been a bit overbearing...? Gesturing towards the front of the store, she nods in agreement. )

__"Yeah, well, you're lucky you lived through that. I thought I was gonna get you and your crazy ex-girlfriend killed a few times there... I'd never tested my abilities that far before. Your confidence was and is appreciated."

__”I think there’s such a thing as ‘too far’, Loki.”

[ ♕ — — he arches an eyebrow in her direction ]

❝ Not when you’ve been raised & trained to be king, & denied by the people who did so. My brother has always been favoured, the mischief thing was all i had. — & what dod you mean too far, what do midgardians do for fun?❞

( She gives him an unimpressed look, but humors him nonetheless. )

__"Midgardians have fun by doing what makes them happy. It varies widely. Though, for the most part, we don't cause grievance in the name of fun. When we do, we often end up worse off for it."

__ "Huh. Is that the only reason he didn’t want you to rule? I did some digging. You’ve got an…errm… colorful past. Or is he the reason you went all ‘cosmic mischief maker' on everyone in the first place?”

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[ ♕ — — he waves her off dismissively ]

❝ Everyones a critic;; no one can take a joke… ———or an attempted treason… or ten ❞

#rp: silvertongxe #( i will save that nickname for select occasions then. hehehe )

__"I think there's such a thing as 'too far', Loki."

+ turntepath

__"You look sorta familiar."

#( hellooo~! thanks for the follow! )#rp: turntepath #turntepath

#( it's so beautiful )#(i'm rebloggin it for posterity )#silvertongxe

✍ ~ ;P

Send me ‘✍’ and I will draw your muse horribly on MSPaint.

-whispers- she’s cosplaying as Loki and she’s not happy

( Ever since their adventure ‘breaking and entering’ into Asgardia, Verity had the sense that something core-altering had befallen Loki within the dungeons. He was just slightly more flighty than before…and then there was this. She couldn’t help but call him out on it. )

__ “You know, I’m just going to translate that to 'I can't tell Verity the truth because it's too hard.' Since I know this isn’t about your hair. So, wanna talk about it? Or should I simply ignore you whenever you think you ‘see things’.”

[ ♕;; — — the whole ‘she can tell whenever you’re lying’ thing was a massive downer for him. Granted he hadn’t been trying extremely hard to make it convincing, although Thor would have fallen for it, for sure. ]

❝ It’s… really hard to explain, Verity. ❞

( It was moments like this that Verity felt the reality of his existence dwarf hers. For all her nonchalance in knowing him, she knew he was much, much more than she would ever see or know. She wasn't hurt by his reluctance to talk. More like... frustrated. )

__"Is it 'beyond comprehension' hard to explain? Or is it more like, 'super personal' hard to explain? Because if it's the first, I'll be tempted to take that as an offense to my intelligence."

AM - #60?

Send me “AM” and I’ll use a random number generator and make a starter for you based on one of those lines from Arctic Monkeys song lyrics. Or, choose a number yourself and send it to me.

❝ It’s a funny thing that I cannot explain— —

—… but then it’s not so funnyI’m not truly Asgardian, & I’ve pretty much felt crap because It’s the reason my fath— the all father, never wanted me on the throne. ❞

#(omg i have to remember 'cosmic mischief maker' )#xD #rp: silvertongxe

__ "Huh. Is that the only reason he didn't want you to rule? I did some digging. You've got an...errm... colorful past. Or is he the reason you went all 'cosmic mischief maker' on everyone in the first place?"

aseaofquotes

Jane Austen, Emma

#tag: truths to be buried in

( A smirk finds it’s way to her lips when he takes the cereal, and she follows him down the aisle, only to nearly bump into his back when he stopped suddenly. With a small frown, Verity tracked his gaze to figure out what had drawn it. )

__ “What’s up, Loki? See a hair out of place or something?”

[ ♕;; — — It takes him a few moments, but he finally gravitates back to her, eyebrows drawn together in confusion & perhaps fear. — — — — Every reflective surface he saw h i m , it seemed & it was haunting him. ]

❝ I thought I saw— …Never mind;; I’m gathering I shouldn’t worry about my hair too often, I feel that might be a massive contributing factor to the whole 'One Direction' look. ❞

( Ever since their adventure 'breaking and entering' into Asgardia, Verity had the sense that something core-altering had befallen Loki within the dungeons. He was just slightly more flighty than before...and then there was this. She couldn't help but call him out on it. )

__ "You know, I'm just going to translate that to 'I can't tell Verity the truth because it's too hard.' Since I know this isn't about your hair. So, wanna talk about it? Or should I simply ignore you whenever you think you 'see things'."

acosmiclxve

#tag: the liar #tag: the lie detector

"Nobody’s ever lied to me. Because nobody can…-

So I sit around reading about pure mathematics, programming, physics, things I know are always true. …And I try to pretend that’s enough… to lie to myself… And I can’t. I can’t.”

"Brave heart, Verity.”

escape30

Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas.

Albert Einstein

#tag: truths to be buried in

( She’s not sure why he wanted her to come with him to the store, but she could humor him. For now. Questions about the outcome of the “Asgardia Job”, could come later.

She browsed the aisle briefly before picking up a chocolate flavored cereal. )

__ “You can’t really go wrong with chocolate. And look, it’s even whole wheat! That’s pretty healthy. Though, in my opinion, you should try eating fruit as well. That beats cereal any day.”

❝ For breakfast? Far too much sugar.❞

[ ♕;; — — & with that he scrunches his nose & picks the chocolate cereal from her hands, walking onwards down the isle — however he comes to an abrupt halt when he catches a glimmer of his reflection in a small mirror. ]

#(perfect? psssshhhh you flatterer you)#(you're the amazing one)#rp: silvertongxe

( A smirk finds it's way to her lips when he takes the cereal, and she follows him down the aisle, only to nearly bump into his back when he stopped suddenly. With a small frown, Verity tracked his gaze to figure out what had drawn it. )

__ "What's up, Loki? See a hair out of place or something?"

__ “It doesn’t work that way. There’s isn’t any lying involved there. Just… chance. Though, I can discern that the claim that “one out of every ten boxes holds a prize”, is hardly the truth. More like, one out of every thirty… A pity really.”

[ ♕;; — — his lips twitch at that; he’s been much more animated than usual, as he leads them down the isle nonetheless. ]

❝ Well why don’t I let you pick anyway, I have a miserable amount of luck, & I’m gathering I can’t live off breakfast meats every single morning day. ❞