[It's almost a purr as Loki leans forward, steepling his fingers and resting his elbows on his knees in a mockery of one of the scripted poses his boy is so fond of.]
And yet, that is my question for you, would-be lord of Chicago. My boy gave you his weapon to allow you to protect yourself, but now he's beyond my reach. Should I sink my claws into his soul once again and return him to how he should be, what do you intend to do with him?
[The sword vanishes, and Loki does, too. Only for an instant, though; all at once, there's warm breath on the back of Damien's neck as Loki leans forward over his shoulder.]
If you wish to use him as so many others, take care that you aren't caught, mortal chaos-bringer.
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[It's almost a purr as Loki leans forward, steepling his fingers and resting his elbows on his knees in a mockery of one of the scripted poses his boy is so fond of.]
And yet, that is my question for you, would-be lord of Chicago. My boy gave you his weapon to allow you to protect yourself, but now he's beyond my reach. Should I sink my claws into his soul once again and return him to how he should be, what do you intend to do with him?
[The sword vanishes, and Loki does, too. Only for an instant, though; all at once, there's warm breath on the back of Damien's neck as Loki leans forward over his shoulder.]
If you wish to use him as so many others, take care that you aren't caught, mortal chaos-bringer.