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Loki parks in Doriath for another six years. She manages to make friends with some of the people who have things to do in accelerated perception. The Men who started as babies are full grown. The spell comes along and she refreshes everyone serving as a sorcery backup on a routine basis. She visits people between stints of work; during same she does things that she doesn't have to move around much to do. Writes a memoir. Screws around with decorative illusions. Sleeps, when absolutely necessary.
She's asleep when the quake hits. But not for very long.
purposeful_glory
purposeful_glory
"Then I will not have to ask you to make the arrangements for me!" And off she pops to let the kitchen staff know that she is not dead and would like to feast about that.
They are, unlike Huan, not able to shake off arbitrary amounts of physical injury, but all-on-one still sounds fun.
"Our family dinners usually involved that too, and are now probably going to involve a lot more of it if my beloved older brother's determined to get married, but it was in a less jovial spirit."
purposeful_glory
"There is often singing, although more often 'drunken ballad' than 'ethereal chorus'; your sort would be an interesting change of pace, I think, and a nice taste of where the heck I've been since I wasn't dead."
"Should've brought Cáno," Tyelcormo says, and to Thor, "keep in mind when you hear us sing that none of us are considered good singers."
"I am," Lúthien says.
"I am," Lúthien says.
purposeful_glory
This feast is not as well-customized to Loki's tastes as the party Maitimo threw for her years back, but it's very homey. There are roasted meats and people asking her questions about her adventures and wanting to be introduced to her friends. There are, indeed, broken dishes hither and yon. Loki wants everybody to meet Sigyn, where's Sigyn, there he is. "Sigyn! Come meet everybody, do you remember all their names from my story?"
thevictorious
Sigyn grins and waves and comes over to meet everybody.
"I do! Pleased to meet you all," he says. "I am Sigyn. And you are Tyelcormo and Huan and Lúthien and Irissë and Maitimo and Findekáno. I have heard such fascinating things about all of you."
"I do! Pleased to meet you all," he says. "I am Sigyn. And you are Tyelcormo and Huan and Lúthien and Irissë and Maitimo and Findekáno. I have heard such fascinating things about all of you."
"I hope Loki hasn't spared from the story all the fascinating things she pulled off," Maitimo says. "Asgard would be poorer for not getting to celebrate them."
thevictorious
"She called a feast and showed up to it carrying the Tesseract on a stick. Do not fear for a moment that anyone will fail to notice the Godslayer's accomplishments."