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"And do not teach them to teleport. I - commend your judgment in that so far."

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"Thank you." She's not going to mention she would hardly have to be the one to teach them.

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"That's everyone in Mandos who did not desire to remain there."

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"Thank you." She looks over her shoulder at Aulë. "I'll let you know if I discover a pure technology solution to interdimensional travel."

And then she goes back to the zone formerly known as time freeze. "Hey, want to go to another planet?"
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They do.

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Put. "Like it? I can find you another if this one doesn't suit you."

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"We can start here," Fëanor says, "we're going to have our own interdimensional teleport soon enough - Maitimo, I haven't finished indelible memory yet, that Silmaril trick took precedence -"

Maitimo nods. "It's fine. I appreciate that it's in the works."
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"All right," says Loki, "anything else anybody needs before I go home?"

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"Nothing that can't wait," Nolofinwë says after a moment of wary silence.

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"Okay, good, I think I really confused Heimdall and Heimdall's always been very decent to me so I didn't want to leave her hanging."

Loki reshapes Lævateinn to hold the Tesseract prettily on the end. When she's not touching it any more the coruscating blue energy stops.

And she goes home.
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And leaves the house of Finwë standing awkwardly in a circle. Maedhros and Fingon are holding hands. Everyone else is shooting awkward glances at them and hoping they'll notice they're doing that and stop.

And then Celegorm says, "oh, wait, that explains a lot."

And then Fëanor says, "Celebrimbor we have intergalactic travel you're allowed to teach me Loki's alphabet and help me reverse-engineer it now".

And that's when the dead reach the living, and rather suffice as a distraction.
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Loki lands herself in front of Heimdall with 100% less collapsing in a heap, the Tesseract decorating the end of a staff-shaped Lævateinn, nasty-looking pits all up and down the armor covering her left arm hand to shoulder, and an enormous grin on her face.

"Sorry about that. Am I done being banished or ought I go away again?"
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"We thought you dead," says Heimdall. "There was a funeral."

She looks at the Tesseract.

"...Your father is alone at his loom," she mentions.
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"I'm not even a little dead," Loki says. "I just had to learn to teleport between dimensions and it took a while. Thank you."

And now Loki is at her father's loom.
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Her father freezes in startlement and alarm at the sudden unexpected appearance of a person in his weaving room, and sees Loki and goes wide-eyed and pale with shock, and sees the Tesseract and has no remaining avenue with which to express his escalating astonishment.

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"I'm not dead," she says, and -





"- did she tell you I was yours?"
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He stares uncomprehendingly.

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Loki doesn't have a Balrog on hand but she doesn't need to actually turn blue to achieve the effect. Illusion blue, illusion red eyes, as though the Tesseract and Aether came to an amicable custody arrangement -

"I've been wondering," she says, "for years now - did she tell you I was yours."
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Frigg takes a deep, steadying breath, and gets up, and steps away from his loom, and says:

"Is it safe to touch you? I would embrace my daughter."
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"Yes. It's safe."
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Frigg rushes over and hugs her very tight. Tears spill from his eyes. "I thought I'd lost you," he says. "Loki, oh, Loki."

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Hug. "I'm fine. I landed in a strange world and had an adventure and did obscene quantities of magic and killed some things and saved a lot of people and adopted a species and I'm fine."

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"I'm so glad." Hug, hug, hug. Weepy hug.

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Hug. She's waited this long to find out if he knew - and this is most of the answer she really needed - she dismisses the blue and red.

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So much hug.

"She forbid me to speak of it," he murmurs. "But I have never thought of you as anything less than my own daughter."
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