Moonlights-Fantasy wrote:{"That could be the reason, yes. But I'm fairly sure that is not what I was stating, thank you. Oh, you know me well enough? How long have we known each other? A couple days? I dunno, this void place has confused me on time so badly I have no idea. I know you well enough because I've done my research on Norse mythology, specifically you." Ayra smiled with an 'beat that' kind of look before chuckling. "Oh but that is the problem, I know you are not stupid, so I was not implying that. Never would I, because I'm smarter than that. Threatening the god who can break my neck is never a smart choice, is it? No, it's not. When are you ever not teasing me? Seriously. Like...never." Snickering lightly to herself she shook her head. "Oh no, I know how to read between the lines. I just skipped over the teasing and gave you a straight forward statement." A small smile played on the mortal's lips at his next few words. "I think that would be a good idea. You never know when a graceful crow might just happen to bump into your back now...huh?" Amusement and a tint of embarrassment played over her face at the memory. Fudge Stop thinking about it. Nope nope nope, bury the thought. Drown it. Burn it. Keep it under raps and shove it to the back of your memory, because that will rekindle emotions. Emotions equal bad stuff, as her mentor used to say anyways. Her mentor...how she missed the missions. Her eyes dropped for a brief moment at the thought. No. She gave it up to go under radar, to protect people, to live. That was when she also realized she couldn't do submission anymore, take orders, be a pawn in a crazed game for power. But still...she longed for it. Such conflicting thoughts, good thing Loki wasn't a mind reader, because if he was he would certainly give her an 'I told you so' speech about mortals craving submission and all that. "You can't force most things. Have you ever tried to force a horse into something? Trust me, you cannot force anything. You may break it, but it will never go by choice. Some submission?" Ayra felt like she just took a blow to the ribcage. The one thing she hated most, submission, which was also translated as 'giving up the reins' in her book. No no no, she needed to do this. It's good practice. "Mmmm, how much we talkin'? I'm always willing to try hard, goof. Convince you...? And how might I do that?" She tilted her head in the slightest. This was most certainly going to be hard...submission and trying to convince Loki all in one go. Lovely. A good challenge though. Never has she been one for at least not trying to overcome a challenge...so this would be interesting if not amusing for the both of them. As Loki told her that he believed her when she said she understood him, she smiled so broadly she felt like she might do something drastic, like hug him or something. Wait. Hug him. No. Been there, done that, experienced it. She did not have the desire to do something like that again. When she got excited about his shapeshifting he looked like he might start laughing at her. Well they did say when she got passionate about something, there was no stopping her from speaking her mind... Ayra shook her head and smiled at the thought. "I would hope you're real. Ayra does not simply lie about something being real..."
Chuckling she gave him a look "Okay, I can totally see me doing that with all my stubborn hardheadedness. I really could... Let's just hope that doesn't happen? I don't fancy dying in such a way." As he started laughing, she joined in but in a more reserved manner. "I think I would risk the wrath. I don't do begging or kneeling...sorry to burst you bubble, your majesty..." Ayra giggled along with him.
Ayra saw the brightening of mischief in Loki's eyes as she mentioned SQUEAKY, that pleased her. So she would be included...lovely... "Good, because I'd love to see SQUEAKY amongst them. So are we recording it with my phone...or...?" She trailed off the last sentence before continuing after his next comment "Might one of these marriages include SQUEAKY? Because I'm dying to see her face at that...dying..." Watching his eyes contort to that of which was solely mischief her own eyes gleamed slightly. This was going to be fun...
She gave him a small smile when he agreed to friendship, but when he grabbed her hand it shocked her. Then his next words also...he was...giving her advice? "I know, but I'm not only doing it for my sake...but for yours as well." A sad smile was plastered to her face when she moved to make her way down the boulder. Not only for my sake... Ayra knew it would end badly if she developed feelings in the long run, but still...could the good outweigh the bad? Yes it could, if it was taken seriously. But was she serious? No. Not really...he didn't hold the same feelings, so why let it grow and become serious? She remembered the last time she let emotions rule her thoughts. Never again, never. She knew she was mortal, and he was immortal. Kinda. She would live maybe a fourth of his life span, if that. In the long run, it would not only pain her if she got into a relationship to die before him, but it ran the risk of possibly breaking him. Did she want that? No. No she did not. That is why she kept emotions pressed down and forgotten. But still...why did it hurt so much to crush the feelings she held, even if it was only friendship? None of it made sense....nothing. "That is also why I'm called heartless, I keep my emotions contained."}
[[*arm flail* OPOEWNVOWENVPOWEPOA Ayra is going through the denial stage XD]]
{"Never did I claim to know you for long, but long enough. By now I know you well enough to find that", he cleared his throat and imitated her voice, "Loki you just looked so stupid!", before continuing in his normal tone, "sounds like a phrase you'd hide between the lines. You don't really intend to argue otherwise?". A sly smirk stole across his lips. Loki lifted his brows, giving Ayra a surprised glance. "Ooooh? Our girl has done her research, very well. So much interest, that's interesting. You should tell me more, sometime. Tell me all about your research on me and the results you have. I'm eager to hear what a race that crams me into books labeled as 'mythology' has to say about me. Maybe I'll learn some new things about myself that I didn't know so far?". An undeniable hint of sarcasm sounded in Loki's voice as he spoke, but also curiosity. He nodded slowly. "That's true, messing with a god who can snap your neck isn't a smart thing to do. Unless of course it happens in a playfully teasing manner, and what else are we doing here if not teasing? And that's the fun part, you can never be ultimately sure whether or not I'm teasing you, hm?"
Loki noticed that after her comment about graceful crows that made him chuckle, Ayra at first looked slightly embarrassed -probably remembering the accident- and then seemed to go off into thoughts for a moment. When she eventually spoke about forcing things, Loki started to smirk. "It's much better to have convinving arguments. Horses like sugar cubes. Even though sometimes they don't realize that until you practically stuff it into their mouth and whet their appetite. Then they realize it's so much better this way. Sometimes a little force is needed but in the end it's the convincing argument that counts." He kept watching her facial expressions and an amused grin spread across his face when she repeated 'some submission' and looked slightly unsettled for a glimpse of a moment. "As I said, it will have to be enough submission to make you follow my instructions and not sass me to death." The god smiled. "Work hard? Then we're back at Thor's coined phrase. Magic requires you to work smart, not hard. You must remember the words, you must speak them correctly, you must focus your thoughts in the right way. It's mainly brain work. But try hard is the key, not to give up when you fail. And you'll fail repeatedly...at first." The god hummed and then shrugged ever so slightly. "You now have a good reason to prove that you're worthy of being my equal. If you manage that, I shall teach you." For some reason Loki was rather convinced that she'd manage it. He didn't even know how, because he wasn't too sure about what exactly he was expecting. Yet he felt like she'd already come closer to being his equal than any other mortal ever had. Which was...impressive yet unsettling at the same time. Only unsettling and not really impressive was that for the most part he actually wanted her to manage it. When Loki told Ayra that he believed her there was pure joy shining in her eyes and smile. She looked as if she wanted to jump up and down or clap her hands out of joy and the god couldn't help but smile along with her. It was paradox, she claimed to have no emotions, or at least to keep them locked away. Yet everything she did she did passionately. Whether it was laughing, arguing, sassing, teasing, questioning, or shining with joy like now. She seemed everything but unemotional to Loki. Maybe she just had to realize herself that she had emotions?
'See, I told you I know you quite well' he thought with amusement as she mentioned her stubbornness, but instead voiced something different, a funny little detail he'd noticed. "So...you think I'd let you die? I only said it would end in disaster, not in death." He tilted his head the slightest bit and held her gaze for a moment. "Oh but what if my wrath is gruesome, so much that begging and kneeling becomes an attractive option?" A smirk appeared on Loki's lips. "I mean, apart from the general visual attractiveness."
"Mhm, we will be recording it all on your phone." The trickster's grin broadened. "One of those marriages will of course include Squeaky. All four of them shall get paired off. Love is in the air!" The more he thought about this, the greater his anticipation grew. But they'd have to wait a little, until the others didn't expect revenge to come.
He slightly cocked his head when Ayra said it was better to keep it at friendship for both their sake. How so? Loki wasn't the one who'd potentially get hurt, right? Yes, he liked her. He didn't fully understand it himself, but he couldn't deny it. And it was enough for him to try not to take advantage of her feelings for him, should she develop any. But in case he wouldn't be able to resist, she'd be the one getting hurt. But Loki? Granted, he greatly disliked the thought of falling apart with her, so in a way he might get hurt...but not as much as she would. And especially not as much as he would if he was to develop feelings for her. That would be a different thing, then he would be the one to really get hurt. Unlike his brother he couldn't just ignore the problem of 80 years versus 5000 years. Good to know that it wasn't gonna happen. He wouldn't let it happen. Nope nope nope. It couldn't possibly be. "In this case it's better to be heartless, trust me.", the god said while starting to make his way down the boulder. But in his heart he knew she'd lied. He knew Ayra wasn't as heartless as she liked to pretend. She'd proven that, back there on the clearing.}
