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"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.

I suspect they figure there is a good reason. Not least of which because while you are under royal protection, you need to know how to defend yourself. And who better to teach you than someone who knows all the tricks? A dagger also can apply to a knife, and is more likely to be on your person regularly than anything else.

Accepting the dagger, Loki makes them both vanish, before reaching to her shoulder. "You will be alright?"

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"I'll be fine. Might need to find someone to massage my shoulder later."

As if Loki would allow for anyone but himself to have hands on her bare skin.

"That can be arranged." Looking her up and down, but in an assessing way. "I'd prescribe a good soak, and an early dinner in your quarters. You are, technically, on semi-vacation."

She'd been working hard, and he would be happy to help her sore shoulder. He might just take his own advice, especially if it was joining her. But he did actually have an idea for that evening. Something she might enjoy.

I do have something I want to show you. Would you rather now, or later?

"A relaxing evening would be nice."

Especially since she won't be alone for it.

Now? If you don't mind me being sweaty.

Her curiosity has been piqued.

Ask me aloud, and however you want, if you can see more of the ship. Loki prompted.

"I've been wondering, could you give me a tour of the ship? I've not gotten the chance to just look around."

It's a funny feeling to speak aloud sometimes, at least with him, when they don't need to anymore.

"A good idea, and it will keep you from stiffening up right away, but not be so taxing." As if he hadn't prompted it. "So we'll start here. This is the area we've designated for training. It was originally a gym of some kind, so hasn't required much in the way of modification. We did move some equipment out of the way..." Offering his arm, Loki proceeded to give her an abbreviated tour of the ship. At least, the obviously tourist areas.

They ended in a non-descript area that looked remarkably like a spaceship's docking bay, as the Statesman had no hanger of it's own. "And here, is where other ships would dock with the Statesman. Currently there is only one, however. The Commodore, if you'd like to see it?"

It was purely a pleasure cruiser ship before we got to it. It was modified on Asgard, and since then we've been working on repairing and modifying it further. I say we, but this is the other project I've been busy with.

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