The Lady

Sonya MacAlasidair || The Lady Sif

[lokasenna-rewritten]

Sif...

How nice to see you again. And with such fine hair in your mortal form.

[sanguineintrigue]

Touch it and I'll cut your silver tongue out. What do you want, Loki?

[sanguineintrigue]

Cheeky bastard.

[lightintheheavens]

“Your idiot.” he said with a grin.

"I will never be through with that one. But exceptions can be made when I am insulted!" he mock growled, diving at her to knock them both to the ground. He could win quickly if he pinned her down and got her to stay there.

[sanguineintrigue]

"Begrudgingly." she groaned. A breath was forced from Sif's lungs as the giant oaf tackled her, though she quickly brought her shoulder out from under him, locking her arms around his shoulders for leverage.

[sanguineintrigue]

Cheeky bastard.

[lightintheheavens]

"I got your attention did I not? The plan did not work perfectly but I did attract the strongest and most beautiful shieldmaiden to be my wife." he goaded, daring a step or two forward to wrap his arms around her waist. "Hmm, option three. I’d like to kiss my wife." he said, leaning down to do just that before ducking away with a laugh. It felt nice to have his sparring partner back.

[sanguineintrigue]

"You, sir, are an absolute idiot." she scoffed, narrowing her eyes at his advance. "There is no thir- ah, I see."

"Now are you quite through being the father of my children and the love of my life? Because I would quite like to wrestle with the God of Thunder again. While he's weak." she smirked, winking and taking careful steps backward.

[sanguineintrigue]

Cheeky bastard.

[lightintheheavens]

"Is that not how I got your attention in the first place?" Thor asked with a teasing smile, circling a bit out of her reach. His best bet at winning this little wrestling match was his strength, as long as he made sure it wasn’t used against him. He feinted a grab at her and nearly had to stop the fight just to kiss his wife.

[sanguineintrigue]

"No, you caught my attention because you made a show of yourself and nearly lost your arm for it. Distracted as Mjölnir hurdled toward you, or don't you remember?" she goaded, pulling her shoulder back and out of his grasp. "Are you going to fight or stare, Thor?"

[sanguineintrigue]

Cheeky bastard.

[andrei-serafim]

Please.

[andrei-serafim]

Andrei settled into the chair and turned towards her. “Oh, yes.”

[sanguineintrigue]

Tossing a lock of flaxen hair away from her face, she scoffed. "Well then this should be pleasant for you." Returning with various medical supplies cradled against her chest, she smiled. "So do you want to tell me what happened?" She let the swaddle clatter on the table while keeping the rubbing alcohol held between two fingers. "I should probably tell you my name is Sonya. That's what nurses do, don't they? Tell you their names..."

[andrei-serafim]

Please.

[andrei-serafim]

"Okay."

[sanguineintrigue]

"Good. Now sit still." she said sternly, making her way into the bathroom to rummage for supplies. "You good with pain?"

[andrei-serafim]

Please.

[andrei-serafim]

"I can clean myself. Where’s your sink?"

[sanguineintrigue]

"You're going to sit down and let me help you."

[andrei-serafim]

Please.

[andrei-serafim]

"Just a bit of a brawl. Thank you."

[sanguineintrigue]

"Are you alright? We need to get you cleaned up."

[andrei-serafim]

Please.

"Can I come inside?"

[sanguineintrigue]

"Come in. What have you gotten yourself into?"

[lightintheheavens]

...

[lightintheheavens]

The light happiness and love in Thor’s eyes dimmed a bit as he thought of the war he’d managed to forget, so happy to see his wife again. “I would not call it a game.” he said, sombre now as he thought of his cousin Freyja’s tears for her Greek fiancee. Of the death running rampant in the city. “I would be honoured to have you at my side once more.” he said, shoulders straightening and a determined look returning to his face.

[sanguineintrigue]

"It is a game, Thor. Mistake it for nothing more-- we are here for the sheer entertainment of your father." Sif found herself displeased with the circumstances each and every time. Thor, however, ignored his displeasure and seemed to take on the pains of humans and gods alike no matter how often she advised against it. Sif wished for nothing more than his happiness and, as such, breathed in her frustration, exhaling calm. "You never have to ask, my love. In no life shall I be anywhere other than your side."

[lightintheheavens]

...

[lightintheheavens]

Then why are you here, dear wife?

[sanguineintrigue]

For this little game, of course. I can leave if you would rather toss your golden locks in peace.

[lightintheheavens]

...

[lightintheheavens]

My love I have thought of you every day and her never as more than a passing thought. 

How should I best prove my love then, between the sheets or in the ring, oh feisty love of mine?

[sanguineintrigue]

I am not here to give you answers, Thundercock. You figure out how you are going to make it up to me.

[lightintheheavens]

...

[lightintheheavens]

Love of my life, oh how I have missed you.

[sanguineintrigue]

Try harder, Thor. I'm not feeling it-- you seem to have missed Sigyn more.

[lightintheheavens]

...

[lightintheheavens]

Can you deny my mother Frigga is nearly as gorgeous.

-pauses- Loki lucked out with Sigyn too. -teasing grin-

[sanguineintrigue]

Do you want me to kill you within the first three minutes of seeing you? It would be a record, I think.

[lightintheheavens]

...

[lightintheheavens]

Can you blame me, when I’ve one of the most beautiful wives in all nine worlds?

[sanguineintrigue]

One of?

[lightintheheavens]

...

[sanguineintrigue]

You're staring.