Loki especially understands that style and presentation is important; he'll happily help with whatever she needs. Or wants.
Nor does he take too long in the shower, although apparently he's toweling himself off the old fashioned way. Still entirely un-self-conscious and shameless, too. "Are you pleased with your choices? What else do you need or want?"
Her mental comment has him bowing in acknowledgement, with a smirk full of mischief sent her way.
"You might match Thor without meaning to, as I believe he's planning to wear blue." Towel around his neck, Loki strode over to her and cupped her face for a soft and quick kiss. "Wear what you want Sweetling. Whether it matches me or not. I am your official escort."
A pause, and smile as he pulled back. "It's calculated that way to offer more legitimacy to my presence too. That I am not a 'threat' so to speak. You are from the city that was the focal point of my invasion 5 years ago. If you are comfortable with me escorting you, then I must be safe, right?"
And it aligned perfectly with what was really going on.
"I don't believe for one moment that you're safe." While she trusts him, she would be foolish to think he was safe. "But it is a smart move. I like the green."
"That's because you're smart." Loki agreed, leaning in for one more quick kiss. "Go clean up, Sweetling. Then I can work on showing you how to attack without lowering your shield."
He's at least dressed enough to be decent, by the time she comes back. "Sweetling, I'll magic for you whatever you want." Working on putting his tie on.
"Think about what you might want, jewelry wise. Picture it as clearly in your mind as you can. It'll be a good training exercise too." Loki straightened the tie up, then added the tie clasp and vest. A visual check over himself, before turning fully to Christine.
"I'm very much looking to doing the same, Sweetling. We have a tub to soak in together too."
"I'll have to get dressed first. It'll make it easier to picture what I want to go with it."
It's her turn to tease as she dips into the bathroom to hang up the towel before coming back in nude. She's not quite as brashly confident as he is, but she isn't shy either.
She is lovely and Loki is more than happy to watch her. Or help her dress, if she wants. It's an excuse for soft affectionate touch and kisses and nuzzling. Nothing that would work them up, but just a general sharing of happiness in her presence.
She didn't need the help anymore than he did. But it was a good excuse to steal kisses and be sweet with each other. Which is what Loki wanted; even though he behaved for the most part.
When he finally did pull back, he offered her a soft smile. "Any questions about tonight?"
"Be yourself?" Loki said with an eyebrow raise and grin. "We'll be dining with the King of Norway, as well as the Prime Minister. When we first enter, Thor will be standing by his chair and we'll walk to our seats, bow, and then we wait. That will be the formal presentation, as it were. Heimdall will be there, and follow us in much the same way, escorting the prime-minister. The same for the King of Norway. The rest are minor dignitaries the Norway delegation saw fit to bring, and not as important for you to remember. Once everyone has been formally presented, Thor will signal we're to be seated and I'll help you to your own. Be friendly and polite, and you'll do fine."
Of course, what neither of them knew was that Lady Sif had arrived from her time with SHIELD. She would be escorting the King of Norway--important honors for the important guests. Which Christine was being counted among. Ordinarily it would be Heimdall escorting her, but they'd found reasons for Loki to do so--Thor did have some consideration for others and liked seeing his brother actually happy. Without the cause of that happiness being general chaos.
"You will have an advantage. I have never been as close, mentally, with anyone else to the point where they can speak back. So if you have questions or need coaching, I won't hesitate to answer or do so."
Nodding, Loki lead the way to the mirror, before moving to stand behind her. Tracing his fingers softly against her throat, there was a greenish-yellow shimmer. Manifesting a golden, flowing necklace that mimicked the lines of her blouse. "I can try other options, if you'd like?
"Do you want it all the way up, or simply pulled back?' Hands moving to her hair, and letting more magic wash over her, ensuring she's dry and looks put-together so far.
Most people couldn't detect it. That she could, made her very very special. Running his fingers through her hair, Loki hmm'd softly in thought, before sweeping her hair back from her face. She'll feel it pulling back, framing her face but out of her way, and held securely.
One hand moving out, Loki manifested a hand mirror. Holding it up so she could admire the look.
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She could always call for Dagny for assistance--she had been shown how. There were panels to do so in both the bedroom and sitting room.
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Though she will probably need a bit of magical help to get her hair dry in a reasonable amount of time.
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Nor does he take too long in the shower, although apparently he's toweling himself off the old fashioned way. Still entirely un-self-conscious and shameless, too. "Are you pleased with your choices? What else do you need or want?"
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"The suits are very good. I'm thinking of going for the blue so I don't match you too much."
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"You might match Thor without meaning to, as I believe he's planning to wear blue." Towel around his neck, Loki strode over to her and cupped her face for a soft and quick kiss. "Wear what you want Sweetling. Whether it matches me or not. I am your official escort."
A pause, and smile as he pulled back. "It's calculated that way to offer more legitimacy to my presence too. That I am not a 'threat' so to speak. You are from the city that was the focal point of my invasion 5 years ago. If you are comfortable with me escorting you, then I must be safe, right?"
And it aligned perfectly with what was really going on.
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"I don't believe for one moment that you're safe." While she trusts him, she would be foolish to think he was safe. "But it is a smart move. I like the green."
And she likes looking a bit like a united front.
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"I will need a bit of magic to dry my hair, otherwise it'll take ages."
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"Might need a bit of jewlery to go with the suit." There were definitely perks to being with a magic user for sure.
"I am very much looking forward to taking you out of that suit after dinner."
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"I'm very much looking to doing the same, Sweetling. We have a tub to soak in together too."
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It's her turn to tease as she dips into the bathroom to hang up the towel before coming back in nude. She's not quite as brashly confident as he is, but she isn't shy either.
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When he finally did pull back, he offered her a soft smile. "Any questions about tonight?"
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All the sweet affection is welcomed and reciprocated.
"This may surprise you, but I've never been to a state dinner before."
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Of course, what neither of them knew was that Lady Sif had arrived from her time with SHIELD. She would be escorting the King of Norway--important honors for the important guests. Which Christine was being counted among. Ordinarily it would be Heimdall escorting her, but they'd found reasons for Loki to do so--Thor did have some consideration for others and liked seeing his brother actually happy. Without the cause of that happiness being general chaos.
"You will have an advantage. I have never been as close, mentally, with anyone else to the point where they can speak back. So if you have questions or need coaching, I won't hesitate to answer or do so."
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"You are always rather close." Given their mental connection she just needs to ask.
She glances at herself in the mirror.
"I need a necklace." She touches her bare throat.
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She opens her eyes to look at it.
"It's beautiful." She nods, "you continue to surprise me with your fashion sense."
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"Maybe something to hold my hair up?" She looks good with her hair pulled up, it draws attention to her face.
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"What do you think? I usually just pull it back."
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One hand moving out, Loki manifested a hand mirror. Holding it up so she could admire the look.
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