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Post by Loki Odinsson on May 19, 2015 18:18:23 GMT -5
"Really."
He kissed her.
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Post by Teja on May 19, 2015 18:21:51 GMT -5
".....you want to go home yet?" she asked hopefully against his lips, audibly more eager for this than she had been all night - even when she had suggested it earlier.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on May 19, 2015 18:27:58 GMT -5
"...yeah..."
He stood and lifted her back over the railing, then climbed over it himself and kissed her again. Sound began to waft in gently from the hall in the distance, and he beamed at her.
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Post by Teja on May 19, 2015 18:34:15 GMT -5
She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed against him, her smile widening almost incredulously.
"Of course you do."
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Post by Loki Odinsson on May 19, 2015 18:42:09 GMT -5
He started to laugh, but the sound from the hall was suddenly punctured by the sound of a woman laughing loudly.
Loki frowned. Bass - heavy music started pounding through the museum's general speaker system. He glanced in the direction of the hall in annoyance.
"Of course they'd open the dance floor now-"
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Post by Meg Giry on May 19, 2015 18:45:54 GMT -5
It was at that moment that Meg came running at a high clip despite her heavy belly, flushed and out of breath.
"Loki-"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on May 19, 2015 18:47:25 GMT -5
"Giry?"
Loki straightened his hair and reached for his headdress again, giving Teja a brief that-was-close kind of look.
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Post by Meg Giry on May 19, 2015 18:48:19 GMT -5
Meg glanced at Loki's fiancée and gave a quick curtsey.
"...mademoiselle-"
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Post by Teja on May 19, 2015 18:49:52 GMT -5
Teja recognized the very pregnant teenager Loki had been speaking to earlier. Her trust was still unshaken, but she was otherwise still concerned.
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Post by Meg Giry on May 19, 2015 18:52:56 GMT -5
"Something's happened- Mlle. Cartwright- you know, M. Stark's fiancée-"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on May 19, 2015 18:53:36 GMT -5
"...yes...?"
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Post by Meg Giry on May 19, 2015 18:55:01 GMT -5
"She got up to speak, and then something happened to her- she was dressed like the Ghost, and then this music started-"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on May 19, 2015 18:56:28 GMT -5
"The Gh- never mind."
He turned back to Teja and put his hands on her shoulders.
"Find somewhere safe. Take Meg with you. I'll go see what's going on."
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Post by Teja on May 19, 2015 19:02:22 GMT -5
"Where-?"
She whirled around in the direction he dashed off in. She got a glimpse of what he'd have been like in the past, in his homeworld, the prince with a deep green cloak regally buoyed up behind him as he strode away in glinting gold armor, even taller in his horns.
That's what he'll be like in the future, a voice reminded her. He's crown prince now, and leaving you.
This was the least appropriate time for these thoughts to surface. She touched the other girl on the arm without looking her in the eye.
"You stay here, it will be safer," she said, clearly intending to follow.
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Post by Meg Giry on May 19, 2015 19:04:42 GMT -5
"No!" Meg piped up, rushing toward her. "Loki told me to stay with you-"
They were about the same small height, but Meg was doing all she could to look a little more imposing.
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