whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

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."

"Ooh, I want to learn to entrall." It sounds entertaining at least.

"How would you find her?"

Loki chuckled, and smiled at her. It could be genuine, or he could be faking it entirely. "Some might argue you already have me enthralled, Sweetling." Teasing her.

"I don't know. I'm not even sure if I should, beyond that if she is out there, she's likely a danger to your people. I would have to discuss it with Thor, at the very least." A sigh, and he leaned his forehead against hers. "I worry most though, because if she sees me as an enemy, she could use you. Not only to get to me, but also to hurt you."

"Who said anything about enthralling you?" She teases, though it is obvious in the way that she looks at him that she's not got eyes for anyone else right now.

"Is she truly that powerful?"

"She is. We've had dealings before, she and I. Usually to our own amusements." Loki sighed, moving his hands to cup her face. "It is something I should bring up to Thor anyways, in case she is out there. We need to know for certain as much as we can. It's also likely we'll consult the Sorcerer as well."

Blue-green eyes opened, studying hers and full of secrets and myriad truths. "I am most definitely not used to being sentimental--but I don't want you hurt."

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Christine wants to learn from Loki and Stephen before she even thinks about finding this woman.

"That's why I'm working to be stronger." She kisses the corner of his lips. "Because I don't want you to need to worry about me."

Loki turned his head just enough, kissing her more fully in return. Thumbs brushing her cheeks softly. Gifting her again with a focused burst of emotion--affection and fondness, admiration and happiness.

It's most certainly with reluctance that he's pulling back. "Damn that we have to be presentable soon." But they really should finish getting ready and head out.

Her lips will be naturally a bit pink, just enough to look like she's put something on them.

She laughs, "It is very hard to resist making you not presentable at all."

"My thoughts exactly, Sweetling." Laughing with her, while speaking the words. "Normally I'm all for giving into temptation, but I am trying to behave." Pulling back enough to bring her hands up, kissing her knuckles. Then finally pulling away entirely, to finish getting dressed and presentable. Suit jacket, a final check to make sure everything was straight and neat, before looking to her and if she needed his help to do the same.

She does much the same thing, adjusting everything before slipping on her heels. They are tall enough to make her ass look good, but thick enough to be more walkable than the ones she had worn on their date.

"Does my escort approve?" She does a little twirl for him.

"I think you shall turn heads in the best way possible." Offering his arm as they prepared to head to the larger dining hall. There was clearly a buzz among people in the ship as they moved through the halls. Not even necessarily about them, which should help.

It wasn't until they got to just outside the hall, that why there was a buzz would be clear. Heimdall was there, also dressed in a formal suit, as was a middle aged woman in a suit-dress and an older balding gentleman dressed only slightly more formally than the rest. Milling nearby were a few others, local dignitaries all. But Loki noticed one person in particular--and especially when she noticed him and Christine. Dark haired, carrying herself like the warrior she was, Lady Sif's eyes narrowed and she stalked over to the pair. Wearing a formal pantsuit of her own, and it certainly didn't seem to hamper her movement as she slapped Loki. "YOU!"

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They didn't seem to draw much attention as they walked, which was nice. Christine gives a friendly nod to Heimdall, since he was the only one she knew.

Then there was a woman angrily stalking over to them. The sound of that slap resonated through the hallway.

Loki may notice the emotions coming from Christine, a hint of worry, confusion and a simmering quiet rage. While there is no doubt Loki probably did something to deserve it, Christine's thoughts haven't worked around to that yet.

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