whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

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?

She leans into his touch a bit, eyes falling shut for a moment. She can feel the necklace as it forms on her neck.

She opens her eyes to look at it.

"It's beautiful." She nods, "you continue to surprise me with your fashion sense."

"I should be insulted that you're surprised." With a soft snort. "Any other adornment you'd like?" Leaning his head down to kiss her hair.

She chuckles.

"Maybe something to hold my hair up?" She looks good with her hair pulled up, it draws attention to her face.

"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.

She likes the way his magic feels when it washes over her, it's subtle, a very light brush against her skin.

"What do you think? I usually just pull it back."

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.

It probably had something to do with the strength of their link overall.

She looks in the mirror and grins.

"Can I just let you dress me anytime I need to look nice?" Because damn if he's not great at it.

"So long as I'm the only one helping you undress as well, I'll do that." Kissing her forehead. "A good lie always has style to it, and helps it to be more believable. A good story as well." Which explained why he was good at it.

Vanishing the mirror again, he wrapped his arms around her while they looked at each other in the mirror. "Now, let me show you how to form an attack so you won't need to lower your shield. At least, the easiest way for you, for now. You might also have noticed I often speak when giving people suggestions too. Sometimes, for simple commands, I needn't do so. But it makes it easier."

"I think that can be arranged." She has no intention of sleeping with anyone else.

She leans her body back just a little to press to him.

Christine imagines her shield, making sure it is as she wants it to be before they work.

"So it comes from multiple angles?"

"Also to make it stronger. Most people have a basic level of natural shielding, and depending on how strong willed they are, it can be harder to influence." Curling her closer while he spoke, expression turning serious. "The last time I had any kind of ease in dealing with minds, the way I do with you, I was in possession of the scepter."

That is a bit of a concern.

"So you could make me do anything you wanted?"

She had heard stories about people who had been mind controlled, she didn't know how much of it she believed until she met him.

"With the scepter, yes. With you as you are now?" He wasn't shying away from the topic, blue-green eyes serious as they looked at her own via their reflections. "Not nearly so easily. You'd detect me, and I've shown you ways to resist. No doubt the sorcerer will as well."

I also have no desire to. The only way I would attempt to make you do anything would be if it's necessary--such as you being in danger and needing to defend yourself more than you already can. It was part of why, though he embraced this---whatever it was--with Christine, Loki kept himself cautious too. That he respected her, and could recognize he was fond of her. Extremely fond of her.

She nods, she has gotten better at detecting his suggestions, so she would likely know about it even if he was doing it to protect her.

"I do suspect Stephen will want to make sure I'm mentally strong as well."

I welcome your protection. And if you make me move to keep me from dying, I'm okay with that.

"He should, and if he's not stupid, he's likely going to find ways to help you shield and be more protected from me in particular." Which Loki clearly was not very thrilled about, but recognized the necessity of. "There are still things out there that I am learning, Christine. They're as much a danger to you as other things too."

Shifting his hold only slightly, still keeping her close and bowing his head against her own. "But yes, on to the basics. This will be most effective if used with a verbal command to help shape and direct the thought. Add emotion to it, and I know you'll be effective."

Gently, he showed her an illusion of her shields, his own over hers. "You want to imagine it like a targeted strike and touch. Sharp, piercing and precise. Like so." A pause, and he moved to show her a suggestion "Go away."

Command in his voice, and it was like a part of the shield formed a needle like whisp, expanding outwards and seeking some nebulous target.

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"It probably would be smart to be able to keep you out if I need to." She needs to be able to keep them both safe as much as she can.

The desire to move is strong, she can visualize the command coming at her and she feels more layers of her shield coming towards the area. She doesn't want to go away.

He nodded in approval as she didn't move. "Try it yourself." Gently brushing her mind--extending a mental hand, as it were. So she could find him, without him slipping away.

She can still see her shield, and she can feel him. She holds on to them both, focusing her emotion and effort into a word.

"Step back." She can see her little dagger, not as well formed as his but it's there.

It was hard to not resist her. To let himself be vulnerable. But Loki was nothing if not strong-willed and stubborn.

In the physical world, she felt him twitch subtly, but otherwise he didn't move.

"I'm not actively resisting you, either, Sweetling."

A twitch is more than she would have expected from her first attempt.

"It's harder with the shield up." But she needs to learn.

"It's also harder to resist because of your emotion in it." She does need to learn, and he's doing what he can to help her. "Most people think that logic rules them, especially humans. But emotions don't respond to logic and few can regain control when they're involved or overwhelming. Few even can recognize the effect they have, beyond the most broad attempts."

Placing a kiss against her hair. "This is why you could be very dangerous, Christine. You could wield a weapon most have no idea how to defend against."

"I just want to be able to protect myself, so you won't have to worry about me."

She wants to be useful as well.

"So the more emotion I put the stronger the urge will be?"

"And I suspect the more effective you'll be." A thought struck Loki, and he wasn't sure if she was even alive still. And if she was, whether it would be a good idea to try and find her.

Shifting position, he took her hands in his own. She could see an internal debate in him, and see when the decision was made. "I'm not sure what we are Christine, besides lovers. But...I've...never actually had a friend of my own." There was a point to this. "I'm also very much not used to letting myself trust, or be vulnerable. But...you've given me no reason not to."

Letting that sink in, before he continued. "I can think of a teacher for you, if she still lives. But I would hesitate to put you in contact with her. It is likely she has similar gifts to your own, now that I think on it."

There's a moment where she's just a bit confused, but her mood shifts, she would classify herself as his friend.

She offers comfort, a touch of trust in return.

"She sounds intimidating, if you're hesitant to introduce me."

"Her name is Lorelei. She's an Asgardian Sorceress. She can enthrall men with her voice, and it's only enhanced by touch." Better for her own safety that Christine be warned. "I do not know if she still lives--she escaped Asgard once before for Midgard. I, as Odin, sent Lady Sif after her."

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