Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

[whose_son_am_i]

This post will be for Meme-continuations for drpalmer

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[drpalmer]

"I'm sure there could be plenty in it for you. Riches, women, men, power. There's a lot that you can win with honey instead of vinegar."

[whose_son_am_i]

"I'll think about it." Had already been thinking about it, in a way. But that didn't mean he actually would. He would always be the God of Mischief. Sometimes that mischief might simply be for a good purpose, and other times simply to make trouble.

"Why do you read love stories?"

[drpalmer]

She takes a long sip of wine.

"Because I want to be loved? I think everyone does, I've just not had the best relationships and sometimes reading about people falling in love is nice."

/shamelessly steals from the TV series.

[whose_son_am_i]

Likewise he's quiet, thinking it over. "Love, from my view, is like a dagger." Offered before taking a drink of his own.

XD

[drpalmer]

"So, pointy?"

It's a real loose metaphor that he's given her here. But she thinks she does see the point he is making.

"Or just dangerous? And able to hurt you."

Re: XD

[whose_son_am_i]

“It’s a weapon to be wielded far away or up close. You can see yourself in it. It’s beautiful until it makes you bleed. And even if you're very careful, it can hurt you." Said softly, after a pause to be certain he was framing it right.

[OOC:Sorry, had to dash to class]

[drpalmer]

"It can hurt you, or offer you protection. But yes, there is always a risk when you open yourself to loving someone."

She still thinks it's worth it despite having been hurt before.

[whose_son_am_i]

Whereas he's not so sure.

"As I said the other night, I don't like the odds." Loki replied softly. But he wasn't going to try and argue her view away from her.

[drpalmer]

"The odds are rough, I won't disagree on that."

She's had some painful breakups, she can understand why he would protect himself from that pain.

[whose_son_am_i]

"One might think that more time, is all that's needed." Loki said dryly. "But that hasn't been my experience either."

[drpalmer]

"You are very old." There's a sly little smirk. She's not foolish enough to think Loki could love her.

[whose_son_am_i]

Oh that look on her was highly attractive. Picking up his wineglass, saluting her with it before taking a drink. No arguments or debating.

"It doesn't mean I haven't sought temporary companionship before."

[drpalmer]

"I'm sure many more times than I have, given the ridiculous age difference."

She usually likes her partners a little bit older than her, not centuries. But he is so entertaining.

[whose_son_am_i]

"It is, and is not, such a huge age difference considering the comparative length of the time-span." A moment to do some quick calculations. Also, to curl his foot around her ankle as she had earlier. "I'm somewhere in my early 20s, roughly."

[drpalmer]

"So now I think you're too young. You're striking out here."

He's not. There's a lull before the second course and she reaches across the table to brush her hand against his.

They're making for a very believable date.

[whose_son_am_i]

Turning his hand under her own, moving to hold it. "Liar." It's said teasingly, with an amused grin.

"Tell me more about your job?"

[drpalmer]

The little touches are genuinely sweet and she has to wonder if he's just faking it all.

"I mostly take cases from the ER, so I do all sorts of emergency surgeries. Lot's of gunshots, a fair few stab wounds."

[whose_son_am_i]

Part of why he was on his best-manners; he knew it would get to her, and provoking her was fun. The truth, which she has no way of knowing, was that he was and was not 'faking it'. Her company had proved surprisingly enjoyable, and Loki thrived on positive attention. He also genuinely enjoyed when he could be affectionate, and get affection in turn--it was just rare. They were playing a 'role' yes, but why not enjoy that role?

"Hence your experience with recognizing how to handle one." His thumb brushed her skin where they held hands. "I dodged. Clumsily." Which was why the armor took the brunt, in a tearing-scrape before the blade penetrated through.

[drpalmer]

"Wasn't your best dodge, clearly. But yeah, stab wounds don't shock me."

Very little does.

Christine is enjoying their roles. And her affection is real. She likes his company and does find him attractive. There is a nagging level of genuinely liking him that makes her conflicted.

[whose_son_am_i]

"It was a very good defense system. I avoided the other knives." Entirely conversational, like it happened every day. "I'm honestly not sure if whoever designed it was from Earth." Humans could be very clever after all.

[drpalmer]

"Just miscalculated one knife."

She wonders what sort of stuff he gets up to that has him avoiding an elaborate knife trap.

"Humans have a fondness for elaborate weaponry though, I wouldn't put it past us."

The waiter arrives with their second course and she has to take her hand back from his.

[whose_son_am_i]

Ferreting out secrets, just as he'd told her.

"You do like to make things complicated." A more general 'you' meaning humans, not her specifically. Her hand is squeezed gently before she can take it back.

"How often do you work? How long are your shifts?"

[drpalmer]

She smiles at that little squeeze.

"I usually work four shifts a week, at ten to eleven hours each." She's worked her way up as a respected surgeon and now gets her pick of shifts.

"They are long days, but very busy so it doesn't feel as bad."

[whose_son_am_i]

"I imagine you thrive on the frenetic pace. The adrenaline rush." If his experience with training her in self-defense was anything to go by... She'd already admitted that surgeons also liked to feel powerful.

"Do you have a specialty, or is it just 'trauma'?"

[drpalmer]

"I do. I'll probably switch into fewer full shifts and more administrative duties in the future, I can't keep the pace up forever."

She is a realist down to the core.

"Trauma mostly. But I'll get emergency appendectomys and the like as well."