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strangetrip2018-08-20 04:59 pm
st_ratagem) wrote in strangetrip2018-08-20 04:59 pm
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[EP] Community service for some reason
That morning, Loki had finally gotten around to the piece of paper he'd been handed along with his room key, and... well, it was definitely interesting. Apparently not checking in for two weeks in favor of scouting the Inn as a kitten meant that he'd been involuntarily assigned to 'community service' in the infirmary.
It was ridiculous. He wasn't a healer. Oh,his mother Frigga his mother had tried to teach him healing magic, and the theory had been easy enough, but barring one or two minor successes healing his brother of minor injuries, the practical had always escaped him. Eventually his mother had removed healing from his lessons, and not long after that Loki himself had stopped trying.
It was ridiculous.
It didn't matter, though, where he did his reading and thinking, and at least waving vaguely in the direction of being productive would probably very slightly soothe the fears of anyone who thought he, for example, made a habit out of flinging people out of windows. (He'd only done that once. It wasn't a habit.)
Therefore he swung by the library, relieved it of all the medical texts a quick rummage presented, hauled the books to the clininc, and staked out a desk area more or less out of the way. As nearly as he could tell, anyway; regardless, a small wall made of books hopefully separated him nicely from anyone looking for help.
It was ridiculous. He wasn't a healer. Oh,
It was ridiculous.
It didn't matter, though, where he did his reading and thinking, and at least waving vaguely in the direction of being productive would probably very slightly soothe the fears of anyone who thought he, for example, made a habit out of flinging people out of windows. (He'd only done that once. It wasn't a habit.)
Therefore he swung by the library, relieved it of all the medical texts a quick rummage presented, hauled the books to the clininc, and staked out a desk area more or less out of the way. As nearly as he could tell, anyway; regardless, a small wall made of books hopefully separated him nicely from anyone looking for help.
Re: Bo/Loki/Sam
"I know." She was so aware of it, it almost hurt. Bo had a back up plan in case things turned unlucky really fast. Ironically, perhaps, it was with his brother.
She turned to go before the feeling to throw herself across the room at hi again. One thing she was certain of - the power inside of Loki was something she never tasted before, much like she had felt with Thor.
"Just for the record," She cast a glance back and managed her regular wry, flirtatious smile. "I wouldn't classify you as 'whatever'." There was honesty in her voice. Then she turned her and headed for the exit of the clinic, hips swaying.
Re: Bo/Loki/Sam
Then he went back to reading, as if nothing at all had happened.