Sep 5, 2013
-Baldr. Come here and take Vesuvius for me, I want a shower but he refuses to go down for a nap and I wont have him rolling around on the couch by himself.- Loki's voice, insistent and quick, infiltrated the link between their minds with a certain degree of impatience.
-Did you not...- his thoughts started, only to seamlessly transfer to voice, sourced from the candle's light that slipped into being near Loki. ''... have a normal-sounding name for before?'' The gentle flame that licked it's way from head to foot revealed the godling, whose only true greeting was in unclasping his cloak, letting the fur-collared cloth fall into his arm, while he turned to view the child.
