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Post by Teja on Nov 18, 2017 21:17:13 GMT -5
It was grey on black on the way home, with solitary snowfall drifting through the sky only to melt on concrete everywhere; rarely was there real, lovely snow in New York City. Not like Asgard, the last Teja had glimpsed of it - Loki had snuck her in to offer him "comfort" while he had something to take care of, and assured her she did not have to be seen by anyone, so she had merely peeked out his window at the snowfall gathering on the golden palace turrets. Soon she and Loki would be putting up a tree of some kind, or they had vaguely discussed it. They hadn't even bought bulbs and ornaments for one, or lights. Loki had taken quickly to Halloween customs, she remembered fondly; maybe he would take to Yuletide festivities as quickly, when he was done being put off by the gloopy sentimentality and overt Christianity of the holiday.
She soon felt that unmistakeable drop in her stomach that always happened right as she approached their little house. She rather wished Loki would make that stop happening now that Johannes no longer seemed to be a threat. Besides, if he wanted to find her, she doubted anxiety attacks and a general air of loathsome foreboding would drive him off; she sort of felt like that happened everywhere he went without his noticing anymore. Differently from usual, however, as she approached the front door, she could hear bass-boosted Eurythmics playing behind it. With exasperated warmth, she opened the door and walked in.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Nov 18, 2017 21:26:13 GMT -5
Despite the music, it was a bit like Yule had exploded inside the house. Loki had clearly been busy placing holly boughs everywhere; there were candles that smelled vaguely of vanilla on most of the flat surfaces and pine garland wrapped along the banister. He had left multiple empty coffee cups around the house, as though he had made them in succession and forgotten them, but Loki himself was nowhere to be seen, save the obvious implications of the music coming from behind the bathroom door.
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Post by Teja on Nov 18, 2017 21:40:25 GMT -5
Teja stood for a long moment staring at her house - her magic little house, which Loki had given her to feel safer in - in wonder, unable to stop smiling at ever sight she saw. Dimly she heard the song eventually end, and thought the chaotic melody of I Could Give You a Mirror was going to start up, but instead Sweet Dreams started over again and she gave a little half-smile automatically.
"Honey?" she called down the hallway as she approached the bathroom, unsure if he was having an, uh, relaxing bath or something else.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Nov 18, 2017 21:44:02 GMT -5
The music paused. There was a split second of something droning, but then that stopped too.
"Oh! Hello, darling. Give me a moment, will you? I'm in the middle of something-"
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Post by Teja on Nov 18, 2017 21:53:15 GMT -5
"...okay..."
She wandered towards their bedroom, then stopped to say mournfully, "Thank you for making the house so pretty-"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Nov 18, 2017 21:55:55 GMT -5
"Anything for you, darling."
The droning had started again.
"I could call my brother and ask him to make it snow properly, if you'd like-"
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Post by Teja on Nov 18, 2017 21:57:16 GMT -5
"Thor's not the brother I want here right now," she said, pouting, retreating into their bedroom to change.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Nov 18, 2017 21:59:02 GMT -5
“Just a moment- I’m working on something. Don’t come in yet-“
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Post by Teja on Nov 18, 2017 22:00:24 GMT -5
She snuck out of the bedroom in a satiny short gown, pressing her ear anxiously to the door in silence.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Nov 18, 2017 22:04:24 GMT -5
There was a sudden, muffled “oh dear” and a pause in the buzzing, followed by him humming brightly again.
“Don’t worry! Everything is beautiful, babe, and especially me-“
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Post by Teja on Nov 18, 2017 22:05:57 GMT -5
"How much coffee have you had??"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Nov 19, 2017 1:57:34 GMT -5
"I lost track a few hours ago," he said brightly. "Time, numbers, hairstyles- social constructs, all of them!"
(The buzzing sound had suddenly taken on a rather ominous quality.)
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Post by Teja on Nov 19, 2017 11:14:25 GMT -5
"Huh- hairstyles?"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Nov 19, 2017 11:17:53 GMT -5
“Especially hairstyles!”
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Post by Teja on Nov 19, 2017 11:26:08 GMT -5
"Loki, will you please open the door-"
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