whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"A bit yes."

and that.

Of course she did want to show off a bit, she always wants to be a little impressive.

She nods, listening to his instructions.

"Got it."

"Right, so, you're going to start by holding your dagger like this." Showing her his own grip, blade held carefully towards himself, thumb on top of the blade, and fingers tucked in carefully. "We're a little over 1.83m away from the targets, which should allow for one half rotation of the knife. We can play with distance later as well."

Pausing, and smiling at her encouragingly. "And once you've mastered all the basics, you can use telekinesis to add more power or longer distance, or both."

She mirrors his grip, making sure her fingers are tucked correctly.

"But the real question is, can I electrify it?"

Because that would have a great impact really. Even hitting an arm could drop someone to the ground if it was also charged.

"That, you'd have to talk to either Strange or Thor about. Electricity is not something I specialize in." For her, Loki tried to keep any testiness out of his voice.

"I wasn't expecting to be able to use electricity. You know that right?"

She had been as surprised as Stephen when she had stumbled on her use of electricity.

Logically, he knew that. It was not done to slight him. And he was glad she'd have more weapons at her disposal, so to speak. It still stung a bit.

"I know. I just can't help you with it."

"You're teaching me basically everything else." She mentally caresses him. She wants him to know how important he is.

....she had a point. I'm oversensitive sometimes. Can't really help it. Free hand reaching up to brush her cheek briefly, softly. Just for a moment.

Then it was back to business. "So, now that you have your grip, you want your stance to have your foot with your throwing hand slightly out. Remember, relaxed but good posture. You aren't going to throw hard, you just want to hit the target at all. Once you can get the knife to stick in the target successfully each time, then we can move on."

Which he then moved to demonstrate.

it's ok. she leans into his touch for a moment.

She follows his instructions and throws after he demonstrates. The first doesn't stick in the target, she wasn't expecting it to work the first time.

Loki handed her another dagger; after this she had 9 more to try before they would retrieve them and try again. "Just keep at it, Christine. There is a bit of practice to figuring out what works best for you."

It takes another two before one sticks solidly in the target. It does take a bit of work to feel how to throw them. And her actual dagger is going to feel different still.

"Good. Now we're going to keep doing this until you get it consistently in the target every time." Loki let one half of his mouth quirk up in a smile. "Exciting, isn't it?" By which he meant it wasn't, but that was alright. At least as long as it was with her.

"It feels pretty cool. Even if it's not exciting."

It's pretty fun to train with him. She goes to retrieve the knives and to throw them again, working on her consistancy.

He made occasional corrections, or reminders, but otherwise Loki just supervised. Content to be in her company, and working out the details of his plan for some applied chaos. For a good cause.

I'll have to see about getting you a set of throwing knives. Some of your modern midgard designs are....interesting. Ideally you should never be without a weapon, which is why you have the bracelet to go with your dagger.

On one thow she shifts her fingers at the wrong moment and knicks her finger with the blade. Small cuts are inevitable with this sort of training.

She quickly checks her finger to see the damage.

He's coming over too, moving to hold her hand gently so he can examine the wound too. "Perhaps I should've given you full gloves, instead of kept most of your hand and fingers free." But he'd wanted her to have the extra dexterity first, so she could get used to it.

"No it's ok." She wipes away the blood on the hem of her shirt.

watch.

She closes her eyes to focus and there is a shimmer of energy that grows at her finger, sealing the wound shut.

It's small enough for pure energy healing.

That had his brows shooting up in surprise. Looking at her with wonder for a moment, before he smiled at her. Genuine, and soft. "You do realize that uses up energy that comes from the caster, right?"

I hope you don't use your own energy all the time. You're strong, My Sweetling, but still only human and just learning.

"It's small, it doesn't take very much."

If it had been larger she would have used an bandage with a spell on it to increase cell turnover. It's a slower but much less demanding process.

I only use raw energy for very small wounds, promise.

She does grin at him, always thrilled to surprise him.

It is a very sweet moment, which is probably why it was interrupted. The footsteps were audible before anything else. And while Loki wasn't so lost in his own little world with Christine as to be unaware, it still caught him a bit by surprise. A dagger was in his free hand in a second, and he was turning, in a ready position to throw.

Sif raised both brows, and held up her hands. "Peace, Trickster. I...didn't expect you here." She looked amused and surprised herself.

Christine had been just about to steal a kiss when he turns on his heel with a dagger out.

Well, that's one way for Sif to find out what's going on between Christine and Loki.

"Hi Sif." Christine gives a sheepish little wave.

Sif had her suspicions, as there had been an occasional rumor--besides simply that the two were staying with each other. Or how Christine had lit up upon seeing him when they'd arrived in New York. "Friend Christine..." She started, voice quieter as she approached.

Once Loki lowered the dagger that is, which he did. Studying Sif carefully, keeping his thoughts to himself.

"Are you...happy and certain?" Because the lady had been involved with Loki before, and it had gone badly. But there were signs the other was changing. Further, Christine was a grown woman and intelligent in her own right--and Sif had already warned her enough.

Naturally it raised eyebrows that Loki would not only be invited to but would stay at Christine's apartment.

Christine nods, "I am both."

The doctor does appreciate the concern, it's actually quite nice to have people worried. Granted everyone is convinced that Loki is going to break her heart; and he very well might.

You should probably tell her that you do actually like me.

Must I? There is such a plaintive *whine* in the mental voice. Loki vanished his dagger, and sighed. Debating with himself, before motioning Sif closer still.

Now the warrior was intrigued. Still worried for her friend, but she'd done all it was reasonable to do. "I am glad." Except for one thing, Sif could do. Jabbing a finger at Loki's chest, she made sure he met her eyes. "Break her heart, and I'll cut out yours."

Loki simply looked amused. "Didn't we have this conversation or a similar one back when I helped Thor escape with Jane Foster? Is there to be a line, again, for those who want to kill me?"

please? her reply is just as sad. She wants Sif to know that she's not entirely mental on this.

"If he hurts me he's going to genuinely have a line up. Likely including the Sorcerer Supreme."

Since she's been training with Stephen they've grown quite strong as friends.

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