whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

She is grateful that Loki has talked his brother out of using more lighting. And she does feel very protected being held firmly against Loki while shielded by Thor. (Who is as massive as she imagined)

"Yeah, I'm ok." She replies. She is unharmed if a bit shaken up. "Thanks for coming."

Christine had just called out in a desperate attempt to not die and she had no way of knowing if it would work or not.

The monster sloshes around in the orb, looking like blood spatter and then coagulating back into a loose shape.

"What is that thing, Sorcerer?" Thor said, watching it slosh in the containment orb. Dr. Strange glanced at Christine, and raised an eyebrow at her. Just for a second, before turning his attention back to the apparition. Moving closer, he gestured with his hands in a pattern, while magic formed a complex web of lines around the orb, some going through the orb into the apparition. "...it seems to be a very powerful ghost. Not sure how that got in here, but it's been feeding on the negative energy you can find in the hospital." Turning his attention back to Christine, and frowning slightly. "Has it seemed generally just...depressing lately? Strange power surges?"

Loki said nothing right away, just kept his arm around her, hand at her shoulder to keep her close. "You can destroy it, right?" Because that was the logical answer to him.

She sees that look, it doesn't surprise her. Loki looks very protective of her, and that will draw some questions.

She nods, "it's felt off around her for a few weeks so I started looking around to try to figure out what was wrong."

She doesn't disagree with destroying that thing, especially if it feeds on pain.

Thor crossed his arms, but otherwise relaxed. "Destroying it seems to be the best move." He was still watching it warily with his eye though, turning only slightly to speak to Loki. In Asgardian. "Bror, hva gjør du?"

"Jeg skal forklare senere, men denne er under min beskyttelse." Loki responded, head raising up somewhat stubbornly. He would not be talked to like an errant child. "Jeg mener henne ingen skade."

"You both know it's rude to have a conversation in another language in front of people who don't speak it, right?" Stephen commented, his magic still analyzing the monster.

"It's almost certainly about me." Which is probably not going to be reassuring for Stephen.

Christine has been working on a bit of Norwegian, a few words here and there so she understood a word or two.

"That's not very reassuring." Stephen confirmed. Different gestures now, before his hands came together and fingers wove a complicated web. Within the orb, more magic circles gathered to surround the creature, encasing it fully before it all glowed. Banishing and destroying the ghost. That done, Stephen banished his own magic, and turned fully on Thor. "Why is he here?"

Loki looked vaguely affronted, while Thor simply blinked at the Sorcerer. "He's Asgardian, and my brother. One of the refugees, just like myself."

Stephen resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. "He's a threat, we've been over this."

"Midgard--Earth, is our home now. Loki is many things, but he fought for his home before its destruction. He's no threat to Earth." Thor said reasonably.

"Excuse me, I very much am still a threat even if I have reasons to want Midgard intact." Loki protested, looking peeved.

"Right, reasons....what reasons are those? Like why and HOW do you know Christine?" Stephen moved to peek around Thor, glaring at the other demigod. Loki glared right back, before smirking. "Wouldn't you just like to know."

"Wasn't aiming to be." She's very much just in the middle of all of this, still being protectively held by Loki.

"Don't run around saying you're a threat." She rolls her eyes, it's like he wants to fall for an hour this time.

She actually will facepalm at that, last bit, because it's going to just make matters worse.

"I saved his life."

"Why--no, don't answer that." Stephen said, reaching up and rubbing his temple. Now he moved to step around Thor, only to find the other stepping into his way. "Look, I am just going to talk. He doesn't seem like he wants to hurt her--although I'd feel better if you did come over here Christine."

"Du sverger på mors navn at du ikke vil skade henne?" Thor asked, turning his attention to Loki. His look was stern, but also hopeful. "Jeg sverger på mors navn." Loki replied after a moment, quietly--but honest. Certain to meet his brother's eye.

Thor stayed in Stephen's way for a moment more, before stepping aside. "She is under my protection now, Sorcerer. Loki knows he'll have to go through me." He wouldn't deny he was curious too, but it was clear Loki cared for her. At least somewhat--and Thor had not seen that before in his brother.

"Okay would you both stop doing that, please? And what do you mean you saved his life?" Strange was definitely feeling a headache coming on.

"I was....visiting. And had a nasty stab wound that wouldn't stop bleeding." Loki said, still slightly peevish in tone. "I would likely have been fine. Regardless she stitched my wound closed to ensure I would be. I was in her debt." It was all he wanted to say on the matter.

"So you, what, protect her now because of it? HOW are you even HERE?" Stephen looked exhausted already, and still angry.

Christine makes no real effort to move, she very clearly doesn't see Loki as a threat to her.

Of course he likely would have been fine, unless he fainted and bled out, but it wasn't worth bickering about.

"The same way you're here. I called out for help. Granted I didn't think I would get quite so much of it." And now she's surrounded by men arguing. Maybe she could have taken the ghost alone...

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"Yes, I'd like to know that too. Loki how did you know?" Thor chimed in.

"It was a psychic call for help." Stephen answered, but he didn't look pleased by it. Reaching up and rubbing at his temple. "Christine how are you psychic?"

"She had latent abilities that awakened while healing me." Loki answered. Which only made Stephen look at him with an incredulous glare. "Well I wasn't going to just leave her with no answers or no protection."

"What did you do?" Now Stephen was concerned. If...how...how had he never noticed that Christine might be psychic? Well that was easy, many people had abilities that never manifested. SO how and why had hers?

"I don't know, the usual way people are psychic?" She gives a shrug and a roll of the eyes.

"Stephen, he has been nothing but kind to me. If Loki hasn't helped me realize what my mind could do I would be dead right now." Now she's being a bit defensive. Loki might be dangerous but she is more sure now that he is willing to protect her.

Even after two months away from her, he came when she was in danger with no hesitation.

Thor shot a look, at Loki--but it was a curious one. There would definitely be a conversation between the brothers later. They did have business to get back to, even though Thor was loathe to use the Tesseract again.

Stephen was also looking at Loki curiously and in some disbelief. Then he looked at Christine, studying her a moment. His look was...uncertain; he wasn't sure what he was feeling honestly. "He has a shield on you."

"Yes, because I was going to leave her unprotected after she did me a kindness. Because I'm such a monster." Loki said with a bored drollness.

"The shield is no secret. I can remove it when my own is stronger."

She has the protection of someone who has had much longer to master shielding.

The whole tone in Loki's voice is such a contrast to how she remembers his sweet whispers before he left.

"You did her a kindness..." Stephen repeated, almost like he didn't believe it. The myths DID say Loki could be helpful. When he wanted. But now Stephen had to worry why he wanted to be helpful. Back to Thor. "And you'll keep him in line?"

"Excuse me." Loki protested. "I do not need to be kept in line."

Thor did reach up now and rub his forehead. "I will take responsibility for him. And she is under my protection as well." He gave Stephen a look. "If you would be so kind, Sorcerer, as to send us home?"

"That's right. You came via the Tesseract. That really needs to be somewhere safer."

"Like with you?" Loki said, scoffing softly. Thor also bristled slightly "That is a matter to be discussed privately."

"This isn't private enough for you?" Stephen said.

"No. And when I make a decision, you will be informed." Thor said, a hint of imperiousness to his tone. A sort of casual arrogance as well.

"Oh I think I should be part of that decision. I'm not one of your citizens to be ordered, your majesty." Stephen replied, narrowing his eyes.

Loki rolled his eyes, but caught Christine's on the tail end of it. Want to travel, Sweetling?

"Are you all done bickering? Could this be an email instead maybe?"

She doesn't enjoy not only being in the middle of this, but mostly being ignored.

Desperately finally she can feel him again, and it relaxes something inside of her.

Though going with him will mean being ignored while he has some elaborate discussion with his brother.

Wonderful. Hold on. Loki wasn't going to wait for permission. He also wouldn't beg forgiveness later; he didn't beg at all.

Instead he manifested the tesseract again, making sure he had a good hold on her. Before activating it--right as Thor and Stephen noticed he'd pulled it out again. Protests were on both of their mouths, but cut off.

It's a shift and tug of magic, before they're halfway across the world. In a field with a view of the ocean, and about a 30 minute walk from New Asgard.

"That is much better." Loki all but sighed in relief, vanishing the tesseract once more and wrapping his other arm around her.

The transporting is weird, it's an indescribable sensation. But when it stops she's able to wrap her arms around him and hug him tight.

"Thank you for coming." There's a wash of relief over her, they're safe and they're alone.

"I'm impressed you were able to reach me. I thought I'd severed any tie to myself from the shield." Bowing his head, mouth against her hair. "You're stronger than I thought." A pause. "Or possibly more attuned to Empathy, given that strong emotions have played a significant role with your ability."

"I like the stronger part." She admits. She shifts to reach a hand to his cheek, the need to touch him is immediate.

"You've been gone for two months. I'd practically given up on seeing you again."

One hand reaches up to hold her's where she's holding his cheek. "The sad truth is, I am not sure just when or how often I'll be able to visit, Sweetling." Pressing a kiss to her forehead. "As you might've guessed, I'm not exactly welcome here, and it was better to keep my presence a secret. Thor has taken on enough trouble with others here already."

She frowns "and now Stephen knows you're here."

And that is her fault.

"Those sound like excuses when you apparently have travel magic. You could show up in my livingroom and no one would see you."

"I've been reluctant to let others know I have the Tesseract for very good reason. Which has meant 'not using it'." He said reasonably. The fact that he'd pulled it out immediately with her call was somewhat disconcerting to him...

"I've been influencing people, or using the Commodore, to travel." Neither of which were as convenient as the Tesseract or Stephen's method. "Whether your Sorcerer chooses to keep my presence a secret or not, I can't say. But I'm certain he'll monitor me. Or try to."

She doesn't know what a tesseract is, she guesses it's the blue thing.

"Why don't you just make one of those circle door things?" Christine assumes that sort of magic is well within his capability.

"Different sort of magic." Loki responded. But he might have to look into if there was an equivalent. Especially since he doubted the sorcerer would teach him.

"I'll try to send word more often." Said softly, with another kiss to her forehead. Before pulling away enough to look at her. "Are you alright?"

Well now she's debating if she should visit the sanctum to try to learn to make a door herself.

"You mean at all?" But the way she touches him says that she can't stay mad for more than a moment. "I'm ok. Knicked my shirt with the equipment it threw."

There's a small tear in her sleeve and a faint scratch on her skin, but all very minor considering what she was up against.

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