Mother of Deceit

Mᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. Dᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ. Lɪᴀʀ. Bᴇɢᴜɪʟᴇʀ. Mᴀɢɪᴄɪᴀɴ. { Ind. Lady Loki for the Marvel universe. Friendly.(please see rules for more details), interacts with any universe. Tracking the tag: lygxri}

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Myth and Magic | scxrletisms

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The girl just nodded, she wasn’t the one to judge, but she saw her intentions.

          “You seem very interested        in ruling the world, Loki.” 

She  smirked, her eyes suddenly locking on the woman’s.

 “But you’ve failed.

  I don’t blame you;   hate make us do   abominable things.”

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“I used to be. Delusions, thankfully, are not always permanent.” Loosely folding her arms across her chest, Lady kept her eyes on the girl.  “Yes. Hate makes us do horrendous things....and grief makes us regret...does it not?”

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“It has been awhile, Barton.”

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Myth and Magic | scxrletisms

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[ Lady Loki ]

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“You have such a power in you, something I have not felt before.” Perhaps her sudden addressing of the young woman near her was alarming, but Loki was not one for wasting time when her interest was peaked.

“Who are you and where did you come from?”

 “Loki..”  

She observed her as Wanda licked her lips; cautiously walking around her as she attempted to read her thoughts. 

“People told me to not to trust you,           so why should I?” 

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“Whoever told you not to trust me is not wrong. I am not one to trust. Most of the time anyways.” Her shoulders lifted in a shrug, watching the other dark haired woman as she circled her.

“But you are a smart girl are you not? Do I feel untrustworthy to you?” She made no attempt to hide her intentions from Wanda. She merely wanted to talk to the newest member of her brother’s old group.

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Myth and Magic | scxrletisms

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“You have such a power in you, something I have not felt before.” Perhaps her sudden addressing of the young woman near her was alarming, but Loki was not one for wasting time when her interest was peaked.

“Who are you and where did you come from?”

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Arrival | nostrxngsonme

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News did not easily escape her attention. Especially not when it involved the city she currently lived in. It started with a pulse of a power she had not felt for over at least two years. It made her hair stand on end, flashes of a menacing face, a smirk of cruelty giving her reason to pause. It couldn’t be...could it?

Not that she had exact tabs on the Scepter, she only knew that she no longer possessed it and that was fine with her. But now that she could feel its power, even from where she now stood...concerned her.

Drawing her from being lost in a flurry of negative feelings, Loki was suddenly aware of a presence. Stiffening, she turned her head slightly. “To what do I owe the...pleasure?” Her voice was even, but clearly unhappy. 

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Starter Call.

 { Getting back to my Marvel rp roots. Like this for a starter }

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{ thanks to the Age of Ultron movie....I am back! }

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The performances I enjoy are the ones that are hard to read or ambiguous or left-of-centre because it makes you look closer and that’s what humans are like - quite mysterious creatures, hard to pinpoint.

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{ surprisingly I am not dead, I just got lost in another fandom for a while! But I'm back now! }

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Reblog this if you like my muse

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lygxri:

"I have not yet heard this tale, Lady Idunn." The princess smiled as she lowered herself to the grass at the base of the tree. "Tell it to me?"

      “Of course,” said Iðunn, sitting down so       she would be more comfortable during       her retelling. “In the greenwood stood a       mighty oak tree, one that all the others       acknowledged as their monarch…” She       brushed a lock of blond hair behind her       ear. “And the ivy loved the oak tree; she       crept around his feet and twined herself       around his trunk. The oak tree pitied the       ivy, and so allowed her to do so, and he       told her stories that he heard from the       wind… And when the storms came, he       stood strong, and urged the ivy to hold       close to him that she would remain safe       and unharmed…       But then came a terrible storm, and the       oak tree was riven by a bolt of lightning.       But the ivy covered his scars and wounds       with soft foliage, and nursed him.”

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She listened quietly, leaning her head back against the tree, closing her eyes as she did so. Once Idunn's voice fell away and the story had ended, Loki turned her head to one side to look at the goddess. "The ivy...sounds like my mother. She is always the one to sooth over father's injuries, whether they be to his pride or his body. I wonder if I can ever be like that..." She mused, smiling a little. "It is such a beautiful story, and it gives me cause to love the ivy in the garden that much more. I thought it a nuisance before even if it is a graceful plant, but no more."

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dear current and future rp partners: i’m going to go days without replying to you, please don’t take it personally.

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"Why should I? It’s obvious what I want, and too many ears hearing what I plan would not be good.”

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"If it is what I think it is what you are asking for I must advise against asking for it.  It is not mine and therefore I cannot give it to you."

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Put ‘spitting teeth’ in my askbox for my muses reaction to yours punching them in the face

"Now, wait a moment-" Loki began to say but was cut off as the other’s fist flew into his face just as he had started to move out of the way. Caught at an awkward angle, the trickster lost his balance landing heavily on his back with a groan as he looked up at the other.

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“At least all I did was strike you.” Had she had any more warning, there probably would have been magic involved. Moving closer to him, Lady held out her hand to him. “Forgive me, it was not personal, you merely startled me.”

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The trickster still looked rather disgruntled and hesitated, but after a moment he took her outstretched hand and pushed himself up. “Trust me, that wasn’t my intention,” he said in a half apology.

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"Oh? Then what was the intention if I may ask." Once he was on his feet she released the other's hand and let her's fall to her side, watching him with interest.

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Greeter; ∟ godoffrostandfury lygxri ladiesoftheninerealms ofwxr & motherofasgard

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      “Once, a long time ago, I was told a story about the       Ivy and the Oak Tree,” said Iðunn, wistful, pressing       her palm flat against the trunk of one of the trees in       her orchard. “… Have you ever heard it? It’s truly a       beautiful tale.”

"I have not yet heard this tale, Lady Idunn." The princess smiled as she lowered herself to the grass at the base of the tree. "Tell it to me?"

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Brand New

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@fromfandral

At the mention of any sort of meal, the blonde’s stomach gurgled in happy merriment at the prospect of food. He had gone the past two days with little more to eat than a few pieces of stolen fruit from a stand and what a twenty dollar bill could do in the populated Midgardian city. “I’m famished.” Fandral said with a smile. “And grateful.”

The swashbuckler had few qualms about the fiasco that was the situation within the royal family. Loki had been exiled for reasons unknown according to the emerald warrior, but said unknown reasons did not spur the whole kingdom into hatred. When Fandral had decided to travel to Midgard, they had not cautioned him to stay away from the ex-princess either. No one had, in fact.

That made her laugh, shaking her head at the warrior. "Wait here." She spoke, lifting a hand in a gesture that expressed the same sentiment as her words, before she turned and exited the room, moving down a hallway to a closet about half way down it, opening it and pulling out a few folded towels. Returning to him, she held them out. "The bathroom you are to use is down at the very end of the hall way, door on the right. Inside, there is a stall for bathing, bath or shower its your choice. The knob on the right is hot. The left one is cold. It can be tricky, but you will get the hang of it. By the time you are done, I will probably be done with dinner. And I will lay out something for you to wear."

Mentally she thanked her decision to keep a few things around for herself if she ever decided to roam New York in her male form. She didn't do it often but it was always an option.