"Is Freind Clint ill?" Thor asked, frowning. like all of the Avengers, Clint was rather his favorite. a horrible thing to think but still true. "...yeah, pretty sick, but Grant, Tony, Bruce, Loki and a Vanir named Light is helping me." he promised, Thor nodding, relaxing at the promise that Clint would get better. Humans where just so fragile. "Cake?" Thor asked, looking amused. "i take it Loki decided he wanted Cake and used me as an excuse?" "pretty much." Steve admitted with a smile, feeling much better about Thor now that he knew he really had tried to help Loki and Loki still adored him. "Thank you Tony." Thor said, smiling because it did make him feel better to know that he wasn't the only one who suffered such an 'affliction'. "Hogun, Voltagg, if you do not shut your mouth i shall have you banished and force you to live in the icy realms." Thor warned, making them both cringe, Fandral looking very pleased with the threat. he was sick of their mouths too. Býleistr did not look at all bothered by the threats. since most of the Avegers had moved to get their weapons as well. "I am glad to see h has made such loyal friends." Býleistr admitted. "Loki is the last born son of the previous king Laufey this is true. however, Helblindi has taken the path of religion and thus cannot be King." he explained. "I myself lack the ambition and would prefer to remain as Captain of the Guard." he admitted. "My physical disabilities also make it impossible for me to be King." "disabilities?" Steve asked, baffled. "I am sterile for one and for the other i am ulfhéðinn." he explained, Thor and the other four gasping. "What? what does that mean?" "it means he is a shapeshifter. a cursed one. he can change at will when he wants, but other times the change is forced, and he has no control once he has entered his alternate form of a wolf. it bleeds into his normal form, enhancing everything, but the changes are painful and frightening and there are nights, days, even weeks when he has no mind but that of a rabid wolfs. one of Loki's sons was born as such and he turned one day and killed his own brother. Loki was distraught and Odin had Váli put down to prevent him from harming anyone else." Sif explained, her voice soft in respect for the dead. "Correct. there are ways that the Guard and my brother uses to contain me during such times, so i cannot harm anyone." Býleistr admitted. "My brother and i both work on spells to be able to control the beast within me, but so far it has not worked." he admitted. "there is medication i can take to prevent the change, but it is toxic in too many doses. i am on it now is there is no need to worry. the last thing we need is me infecting humans. the last time that happened was bad enough."
"i live to annoy Tony and to make you smile." he agreed, smiling at her. "some asgardians might be capable, but they would never help Odin in something like this." Loki admitted. "not with the Vanir's threats still ringing in their minds." he admitted. "i am trying to keep up with a Super Soldier. and a Tony too. it's hard work." Loki admitted with a giggle. never mind that HE was the insatiable one. "fine... no fun.... killjoys." Loki grumbled as he buckled up as ordered and sighed. "this sucks. i can't even use magic now. someone entertain me." "your so bossy. read a book or something." "there aren't any, and i can't fetch any. the Asgardians will be able to find me if i use my magic." "we'll stop at a bookstore then."