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Loki goes instantly where Huan tells her. She has a safety against landing intersected with solid objects, her or any of her belongings, so dramatic as it would be she can't just appear with her opponent already impaled. She has to actually stab him.
So she stabs him, spikes him from there. And hollows out Lævateinn and channels ice into the wound.
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purposeful_glory
"Or, I don't know, making a fuss about consent and concepts thereof for sex acts that can't result in marriage might be good for everyone. I am sorry to put you in this position. Ways of spinning 'I'm involved with him with my father's approval' that don't totally discredit one or both of us are a little thin on the ground."
purposeful_glory
"Don't worry about me, I can in necessity say something like 'I don't find voyeuristic gossip a relaxing way to spend my breaks' and then everyone will shut up."
"And if a hundred years from now some liberal galactic hears the story and is worried I can promise them that I am the kind of insane that leaves me in doubt about who I'm with but not what I'm doing, which I'm sure will reassure them tremendously."
"I'm sorry, at this point I'm really just needling you because I find your galactic opinions so deeply and profoundly reassuring. We'll be fine. We should go back and I should figure out what I'm going to tell Maglor."
purposeful_glory
"I will expound on galactic opinions for you any time. Are you sure you shouldn't figure that out before we go back?"
"Am I doing something galactically unforgivable if I have sex with Findekáno while I"m still at sixty-forty? Is he, if I tell him as much? How sure do I need to be?
I'm leaning towards 'I had a screaming fight with my father, no details given, we're not on speaking terms, yes I know this family needs at least one grownup but nominate someone else' but that might not actually be the best thing."
I'm leaning towards 'I had a screaming fight with my father, no details given, we're not on speaking terms, yes I know this family needs at least one grownup but nominate someone else' but that might not actually be the best thing."
purposeful_glory
"You're fine, he's potentially questionable but since he actually knows he's real I'll give him a pass."
He smiles. "Shall we?"
Maglor is talking with Daeron about music. "Isn't this supposed to be your break day?" Maedhros says, and Maglor stands and hugs him and hands off the Silmaril.
"And it's been lovely! How's father?"
"Remember Turgon's wedding? It was just like that."
Maglor doesn't miss a beat. "Oh, I'll want to get home while he's still in a good mood, then."
"And it's been lovely! How's father?"
"Remember Turgon's wedding? It was just like that."
Maglor doesn't miss a beat. "Oh, I'll want to get home while he's still in a good mood, then."
"You staying?" he says once they land.
purposeful_glory
"I don't think I'm going back in yet and don't have anything in particular lined up."
"I more meant, ah, is my father angry with you or specifically with Maedhros. But go enjoy the rest of your break, I can ask him that myself."
purposeful_glory
"I don't think he's angry at me."
She shrugs. She turns into a bird and flies around.
She shrugs. She turns into a bird and flies around.
Fëanor meets her when she comes back. "Did you test whether the ice melts to pure water?"
purposeful_glory
"Not sure what kind of purity test you have in mind. Do you want a bowlful?"
"Thank you."
And he has ten or fifteen other things if she's interested - is there a relationship between pressure and temperature? volume and either? can she do precision - blast an ice sculpture into existence? can she finely control the temperature?
purposeful_glory
If he would like to spend an afternoon outside of acceleration doing ice experiments she's game. She can't do fine precision, though it's easier if she's breathing on things rather than shooting ice out of her palms.
He would like that. If she goes for cold enough temperatures the ice is not pure water but contains solid carbon dioxide. He's delighted. There is a visibly reddened spot on his cheek.
He reaches out for her hand.