FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
she snorted a little and nodded. "Pregnant is good." she admitted before snorting again. "yes. her parents left her in the great hall and Loki was the first one who found her i guess. from what i understand everyone else would have killed her or dumped her somewhere or something." she admitted before shaking her head again. "no... i was scared you'd want to keep it." she admitted. "i was... i was scared i would be a bad parent... Val talked some sense into me... sort of. i'm still scared." she admitted, snuggling into him. "and i can't stop throwing up. it's horrible. i never realized morning sickness sucked so much... is there any soup? will you feed me?"
"it's heavy!" he complained. "i won't be able to flip or dart in this crap." Loki blinked and realized why Clint was complaining. "that's right. i always forget..." Loki admitted, smiling sheepishly. "in Asgard, most people just sort of bash at each other. there is no martial arts or skills. it's basically who hits harder." Loki admitted. "i have some other armor that might suit you better." he admitted. "they are designed for 'free range' fighters like myself." he admitted. "people like me are considered 'chicken' and 'cowardly' for using this style of fighting and worse, magic, but i don't really give a shit." Loki admitted with a shrug before grinning at Val, Clint blushing brightly. "oh... uhm. i already know how to use a sword. i learned as a young boy when i was Horus and again several lifetimes after and again and more times and... well you catch my drift. it will be a bit awkward relearning this body but that shouldn't take more than a few practice sessions with bow and sword." he admitted with a smile before sticking his tongue out at Tony and grinned at her. "would you care to spar? it would be nice to have someone who can kick my ass teaching me whats what." he admitted with a grin. "i'm going to take this crap armor off first. no offense to Heimdall but..." "but this was his armor when he was a child." Loki admitted with a smile. "they will make a lovely gift to any heavyweight descendant you might have." Loki admitted. "i will personally see to it that you have lighter armor forged." he promised. "it's only right that you have a proper set."
"it's heavy!" he complained. "i won't be able to flip or dart in this crap." Loki blinked and realized why Clint was complaining. "that's right. i always forget..." Loki admitted, smiling sheepishly. "in Asgard, most people just sort of bash at each other. there is no martial arts or skills. it's basically who hits harder." Loki admitted. "i have some other armor that might suit you better." he admitted. "they are designed for 'free range' fighters like myself." he admitted. "people like me are considered 'chicken' and 'cowardly' for using this style of fighting and worse, magic, but i don't really give a shit." Loki admitted with a shrug before grinning at Val, Clint blushing brightly. "oh... uhm. i already know how to use a sword. i learned as a young boy when i was Horus and again several lifetimes after and again and more times and... well you catch my drift. it will be a bit awkward relearning this body but that shouldn't take more than a few practice sessions with bow and sword." he admitted with a smile before sticking his tongue out at Tony and grinned at her. "would you care to spar? it would be nice to have someone who can kick my ass teaching me whats what." he admitted with a grin. "i'm going to take this crap armor off first. no offense to Heimdall but..." "but this was his armor when he was a child." Loki admitted with a smile. "they will make a lovely gift to any heavyweight descendant you might have." Loki admitted. "i will personally see to it that you have lighter armor forged." he promised. "it's only right that you have a proper set."