whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"Did he?" Given that Odin is real, and Loki's adoptive dad she can ask if it's true.

"Is there a rune for you? Should I get it tattooed on my ass?"

"He never shared with me, if it was true or not. Neither did Mother." She can ask, but it doesn't mean that Loki knows. Or will answer her even truthfully; which in this case, he was.

"As for whether you wish to get it tattooed, that's up to you. There is a rune that tends to be associated with me." Loki wrote out 6 runes on a sheet on the notebook, before writing what letter they corresponded with if possible. Also the pronunciation, and if it had any other meanings.

Then he circled the 6th one. "Kaun. Which is associated with the hearth and torch, fevers and ulcers, and that sudden flash of insight or intuition." Loki chuckled softly. "This one is the one that became associated with me."

"Secretive." She's not really suprised that Odin didn't really share that much.

The runes look somewhat familar, she's seen them in New Asgard.

"You're the ulcers rune?" That makes her chuckle and she kisses his cheek. "The intuition I can see."

"It depends on context, I believe. But it's the fiery-rune, in many ways." Which made Loki give a slow blink and grin. "Which is ironic as I'm a Jotunn. Many of the stories also claim I'm a fire giant..."

"Are you secretly a fire giant?" She pretends to be shocked.

"I am not. At least, if I am--it will be news to me." Loki teased. Before writing four runes. "That's my name."

"It'll suprise us both." She looks at the runes.

"It looks similar to how it's written in English."

"English has many proto-germanic roots, which is also common in what's known as the Scandinavian countries. So it might be that's how it filtered down through the ages." Loki then wrote the rest of the elder futhark out. With corresponding letter, and meanings. Then he wrote out 9 runes--her name. "c, doesn't really exist, so we use Kaun again." Leaning over to kiss her cheek. "Which means your name begins with my rune."

"Aw, I'm an ulcer too."

She laughs, the lesson is going pretty well. Knowing Latin seems to help her with learning the runes.

"I doubt anyone who knows you would describe you as that, Christine." But it was amusing. "It can be used for improving health to. Runes can also be bound, or what's known as bind-runes, to make various charms and sigils. I'll go into that another time. For now, if you want to just try and memorize and use this list. It's not quite so easy to just translate knowing these, but it'll help--and may provide more meaning as we study the book."

"Some of the spells I know use other runes for binding." So it's not an unfamiliar concept.

"I'll learn the list." She nods, she is a quick study and will likely use astral projection at night to work on it.

"The most prominent use of them I've found has been in new age and more 'mystic' circles. Casting Runes is a common divination tactic, and seen as a way to contact the gods." His tone implied how well that was working. "I find this especially amusing since modern Norwegian uses the English-based alphabet with a few extra letters."

"Can I just use rune casting instead of texting you?" She teases, she is never out of reach of him as has been proven a few times now.

"Some groups still have a hard-on for the vikings."

"You, my Sweetling, have better ways to reach me, including text, than by casting runes." Now Loki slid an arm around her and leaned in to nuzzle her cheek. "And I'm well aware--our arrival here has caused some absolutely wonderful chaos in a great many of them. Especially those who seem to favor one race over another." They had been absolutely shocked by photos of Heimdall and Brunhilde, and Loki had been keeping tabs on said groups just in case they made trouble.

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"I think there was a certain expectation that all of you would look like Thor." Burly and blonde mainly.

She nuzzles against him, leaving little kisses against his throat.

Now that I have shields you are the only one allowed in them.

Leaning his head against hers, both arms wrapped around her. Then just pulled her properly onto his lap to cuddle with soft kisses against her hair. I hope you have ways to keep even me out, if needed.

I honestly don't know if I can.

Stephen checks her shields at random, but she's never tried to keep Loki out.

That brought a tighter and more protective hug, along with a kiss to her forehead. "I just...I don't want you ever hurt because of me." She'd already been hurt because of him in some ways.

"I know." She hugs him just as tightly.

"Should I try it now? Keeping you out?"

"We can practice another time." Loki murmured, kissing her again. "It is important, but I'm also very much in a mood to be close to you, currently." Which includes mentally, my Sweetling. With a deliberate mental brush of his mind against hers.

"I want to try it. I need to know if I can."

She's still kissing him however.

But she does pull up her shields, focusing specifically on the energy that is his. She shuts that energy out and it feels awful. It's an overwhelming sense of loneliness that she's never felt before and when she looks at him it's obvious she hates the feeling.

"Does it feel terrible for you too?"

One hand moved to tilt her head up, stroking her cheek softly. "It....feels familiar." In a pensive tone, as Loki tried to figure out how to explain. "It reminds me of how I felt, all at once, for most of my life."

"I didn't realize how much comfort I had from just feeling you."

It feels familar, but it no longer feels like something she wants.

In an instant she specifically opens her shields to him, inviting back the comfort of knowing he's close and okay.

She actually sighs in relief.

If it were possible, she was folded even closer. The hand stroking her cheek moved to pull her to where she could hide against his neck and shoulder. "You get used to it, I'm afraid. And learn to stop caring about it, if it's with you long enough." But Loki was just as glad that he no longer had to--and he hoped Christine would never have to get used to it.

"I don't want to get used to it." She curls up against him, her face buried against his skin.

"And I don't want you to have to either."

Life just feels better with the bond, richer in all the best ways.

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