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  â⌠less fun.â
âThatâs what I thought. Bed. Now.â
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@offidelity
lokakin:
  â⌠less fun.â
âThatâs what I thought. Bed. Now.â
iamnxtaqueen:
The words cut her like a blade would, how could such a woman say things like that. This put a smile on her face, poor Sigyn, she fell for the liar. What a pity. âWell, you should have known my father would never be satisfied with someone such as you. You see he has Galivants they burn fiery hot, then within an instant, they are gone. One like him can never truly love. Itâs not in his nature.â A dark laugh escaped her lips âOh I humbly take the compliment for, yes I am my fatherâs daughter. Though unlike him, I would never stoop so low as to bed someone like you. Besides do you not want to know about your children? Hm?â Hela had come in peace but now all kindness was gone, it was more of a mockery now.
âDo not speak of my sons! Youâre not even fit to say their names!â Sigyn shouted, losing any semblance of control at the mocking. âThey were everything you and your filthy brothers will never be! You think I havenât heard these kinds of insults. I donât give a damn where he dallies. Women like your mother donât matter, theyâre nothing. But he always comes back to me.â
lokakin:
He laughed again. âYes! That sounds like fun!âÂ
âAnd does not getting any sweets for a fortnight sound like fun?â
lokakin:
He smiled, a small laughed escaping him and he reached up to fix his messy hair. âBut Iâm not tired. Canât I stay up a little while longer?â
âIf I let you stay up and your brother finds out, heâll start getting fussy,â Sigyn pointed out. âAnd then heâll try to get your father to take his side and then the whole family feels like itâs at war. You donât want that, do you?â
iamnxtaqueen:
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âOne would think my own stepmother would welcome me, after all, I too have suffered. Though if you loved my father then you too must have been just as selfish.â Her voice was a slight hiss, did she not know that when they came to her they were not the same people they were when they were alive. âFor those that pass come to me but not in a way you think. They are not who they once were.â Hela turned away from her stepmother âI can see that I am not welcome here, though it does not surprise me. But if you must know I came to see how you were. Suffering alone is not something one should endure. Believe me.â The goddess was trying to show some compassion.
@offidelity
âDonât patronize me,â Sigyn commanded, and for a moment, there was no doubting her maternity whatsoever, Freyaâs defiance radiated from her face, the warriorâs iron was in her her eyes.âYou are undeniably your fatherâs daughter, thereâs always some hidden motive behind what you do. No one could spend a life married to Loki Silvertongue and not learn to be wary. So what is it you want? A prophecy? A potion? Or simply to exacerbate the pain your existence causes me?â
lokakin:
 âI couldnât sleep. And I heard you talking⌠is everything alright?â
âEverythingâs fine, Mammaâs just being a little overdramatic because your fatherâs off doing something reckless with Thor again,â Sigyn tousled her sonâs hair lovingly. âCome on now, letâs get you back to bed. Little warriors need their rest to grow up big and strong.â
lokakin:
  âDoomed?â
âNarfi, what are you doing out of bed? Didnât I tuck you and your brother in already?â
âI am sorry for your loss,â {Would you like to plot?}
âApologies do not bring back what is lost. But then, most of what is lost comes to you, doesnât it, stepdaughter?â Sigyn asked coolly, looking at her husbandâs progeny with as little emotion as possible. There would always be a little sting that came from remembering that, despite her own famed constancy and devotion, Loki had not returned it. Angrboðaâs children were living reminders of that.
âWhy are you truly here?â
âThis isnât a prophecy, just a feelingâ weâre all doomed.â
starbornhammer:
âWell youâve caught me by surprise ââhad I known we were going to be into more than shenanigans I would have better prepared.â
âFrom what I have heard, Thunderer, preparation is your brotherâs strong suit, not yours.â
âI didnât take you for the rebel type.â
âI do my best to give people as little of an impression about me as possible,â she replied bluntly. âI do not matter to them, and I prefer it that way.â
thebasestsentimentality:
Were he to have met her outside of this Colosseum he would have believed she was a woman of noble birth, with such beauty and poise. âThree sisters,â he whistles softly, âHow admirable.â Loki leans himself against a pillar and smiles. âYou donât have plans after the event tonight, do you?â
âThat depends on the condition our current champion leaves his opponents in,â she answers, fidgeting with a strand of her hair as she looked at him, unexpectedly nervous. âHe is... not gentle.â
She needed to get to work, lest her employer be displeased, but something about the new patron made her want to stay.
thebasestsentimentality:
âSigynâŚit is a pleasure to meet you.â He catches himself staring as he presses his lips to her fingers. âNo, no Iâm not a contender. My bâassociate will be participating in the area tonight.â He notes the bag, a familiar sight on Asgard when weary warriors return home from battle. âYouâre a healer?â
âI have the touch, yes,â she answered, her blue eyes locking with his green ones. âI have four sisters in need of dowriesâ three, if you take out the one who wishes a warriorâs life, but itâs still no small thing. And the Grandmaster pays me well to keep his fighters healthy.â
Give my muse a nickname!
Make it cute, embarrassing, or annoying- anything goes!
My Wife, @offidelity.
âYou are absolutely breathtaking. Tell me, what is your name?â
âSigyn, my lord.â Her eyes traveled up and down him for a moment, as she adjusted her healerâs kit.
âYou are not one of the men who fight in the arena.â
âI am not sulking,â heâs sulking.Â
âBrooding, then. Are you done?â