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"I look forward to when you can visit me in New York" she is happy to be friends with Sif. The woman is tough and impressive.

"I have been working with a sword." Christine nods, she's been enjoying it, though swords are a bit more unruly than daggers.

"You don't need to, I'm fairly capable of handling Loki."

Especially in bed.

You can handle me whenever you'd like, Sweetling.

Sif raised an eyebrow, before offering a smile and a shake of her head. "I hope you're right. Good luck and may the Norns smile on you." With a little bow, Sif then turned and pointed to her eyes, then to Loki, before walking off to go clean up.

Loki waited patiently, before offering a chuckle himself and a half-smile with Sif left. "Most of our differences have been settled." He offered, before flipping his dagger to be hilt-first and held out to her. "You can do the basic exercises and drills you've been learning just as easily with one of these, and better you get used to the shorter range."

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"Thank you." Sif must not suspect that anyone would actually want to train with Loki.

"You've known one another since childhood?" Sif had mentioned as much at lunch when she was giving warnings about Loki.

She takes the dagger and twists her wrist to get a feel for the weight. It's well balanced and she thinks it would be a much better fit for her strength.

"We have. She and the warriors Three were Thor's closest companions." Loki is watching how she holds the blade, then nodding approvingly. The sword had been a generic training blade, but the dagger was his own. Moving to place the sword back in the make-shift-weapons rack, he manifested his other dagger and walked back.

"We can talk and work. Show me the basic drills they've taught you already?"

His dagger feels much better in hand, the weight is distributed better. It's also much, much sharper.

"How has your day been?" She demonstrates the first drill she had been working on.

"Calmer but more busy in some ways. Mostly I am familiarizing myself with what you call modern technology." He nods, then moves over. "Try this. You're overcompensating because you're used to a longer reach than a dagger gives you. I was afraid of that." Showing her, then standing next to her and demonstrating as needed.

That makes her snort a laugh.

"You browsing the internet?"

She nods and watches him before mirroring his movements.

"And learning to program, and a few skills I should not tell you about for your own good. Better." Nodding, and stepping back so she could continue to run through drills. "How do you think I've found some of the leads I have?"

"Hacking, it's hacking isn't it?"

It's that or he's joined onlyfans.

She moves into the second drill, doing much better with space.

"I'm trying to keep you innocent. Or at least offer you plausible deniability." Loki replied with an amused scoff. "I've also been attempting to teach Thor about how to use Midgard modern technology. He's...less than enthused about learning."

"I'm already in way too deep for that."

She is working through the drills, one by one while talking to him.

"I don't know him very well, but that sounds like what I would expect."

"True, you already know too much about me. Luckily, you're still useful or you'd have to die." With a wink and smile. But also a deliberate mental brush of his mind over hers--wrapping around her own and full of possessive-affection.

"He'll learn. Or not, but that's why he has a council, and will eventually have more than myself and Heimdall and Brunhilde on it." Stopping her once more, he moved to correct her hold on the dagger, then stepped back. "Again."

"I wouldn't go down without a fight." She replies with her own caress of warm affection.

"He's smart enough to surround himself with others, that's better than plenty of leaders." She corrects her grip and runs through the drills again.

"Sif warned me about you. It's a general theme. 'Loki is dangerous, don't get too close."

"I suspected she might. I imagine you're getting tired of it." He seemed unperturbed by the idea. "Do I dare ask which stories she shared?"

"Maybe they have a point." She teases. "You cut off her hair, she's still very bitter about that."

"You don't seem to prize your own quite as much as she did. I think you're safe from that particular prank." THAT incident. With several years between then and now, Loki could admit perhaps it hadn't been the wisest thing to do. He wouldn't be doing it to Sif again, in any event.

"It's just hair." She shrugs, Christine has no special fondness for her own.

"And the snakes. Please don't surprise me with snakes."

Loki smiles and gives a little laugh. "Would you prefer a frog?" As if they haven't had that conversation before.

"You're doing well-enough. Think you want to try those drills against an opponent?" He'd be meeting it with his own dagger, and wasn't worried about being hurt.

"Actually, yes." She's not scared of snakes, but she doesn't want to find them in her bed.

"I do. I can practically hear the warnings that I shouldn't let you near me with a dagger."

The only thing he'll put in her bed is him or her. Preferably them both together.

"And yet that's not going to stop you, is it?" A proud smile. "Let's run through these, then I'll show you some counters to them."

"No." She grins.

To anyone that observes them Christine must look absolutely reckless to do dagger training not only with Loki but with his personal daggers.

She nods and works through the first set of drills with him.

Reckless would be the nicest thing said--but it was known she was under royal protection. It wasn't too far to believe that Thor might've ordered this--and with Loki especially. Trust a dirty trickster to teach her how to avoid the dirty tricks.

He parries, or dodges, depending on which is appropriate for the activity. Correcting as needed, then making her do it again. They ran through all the drills, before he made her do them again, faster. Once more at that faster speed, before he made her switch up the order. It was a crash course in basics. The correction he made most often was in her distance. She'd practiced so far with a sword, so it made sense that her reach was off.

She's sweating, but she's also enjoying the challenge. She's making some improvements, but she always ends up just a little too far away.

She isn't worried about stabbing him, he's way too quick to not respond quick enough.

As she'd learned first hand by both working with them and with observation, Asgardians (and Jotunn apparently) were baseline superhuman. From their strength, to reflexes, speed, agility, and more. Some of this would also have been made apparent that for all they looked human, their physiology was different in significant ways. Ingrid had been more than happy to talk shop with Christine.

Which means Loki is most certainly not worried about her hurting him. He'll keep them at it until her grip starts to weaken or she shows true signs of being sloppy due to fatigue. Watching her carefully, and reassuring her mentally. Don't let me push you too hard, Sweetling.

I like the challenge

For a human Christine is in rather good shape, but she can't hold a candle to even an older Asgardian.

Eventually she does stop to cach her breath and to hand the dagger back to him.

you think anyone saw us? They must think me crazy.

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