whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

whose_son_am_i

This post will be for Meme-continuations for

drpalmer

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only | Expand All

From:

drpalmer

"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."

From:

whose_son_am_i

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."

From:

drpalmer

"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.

From:

whose_son_am_i

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.

From:

drpalmer

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.

From:

whose_son_am_i

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.

From:

drpalmer

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.

From:

whose_son_am_i

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?"

Edited Date: 2021-08-25 09:14 pm (UTC)

From:

drpalmer

"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.

From:

whose_son_am_i

"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?

From:

drpalmer

"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.

From:

whose_son_am_i

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

From:

drpalmer

"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.

From:

whose_son_am_i

"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.

From:

drpalmer

"It does feel like a gym in here."

He's not a bad tour guide, though she knows he's being sneaky about getting her somewhere.

"I absolutely want to see the other spaceship." The Statesmen had been the first she had ever been on.

You've been repairing a spaceship yourself.

From:

whose_son_am_i

Not entirely by myself, but there are definitely some things I've handled that I haven't wanted others involved in.

"Fortunately, we're not in orbit so there's no worry about the airlock." Gesturing to one of the doors, and they were stepping into a little chamber with a door on the other side that connected to a walkway that retracted. It was all like a very futuristic airplane's terminal. The inside of the Commodore was nice, with carpeted walkways. If the Statesman were a cruise ship, this was a yacht.

"We've also thoroughly cleaned it." Now that they were alone again, Loki smiled again. This time however, it was not his polite smile, but a genuine one.

From:

drpalmer

The ship is impressive, legitimately very science fiction. She wanders around looking at everything.

"Who had it before you?" If it needed that much cleaning. It's good to see his real smile again.

From:

whose_son_am_i

"A being known as the Grandmaster, who ruled Sakaar. At least the parts that weren't left to scavengers and cannibals. Sakaar itself was rather a dumping ground for lost things. The man's ideas of entertainment would fit in well with your Romans." Definitely not putting on any acts, although there is still a dry tone to his last statement. "Time also moved differently there. But yes--come with me to the cockpit. I wanted to show you something." Reaching for her hand, twining their fingers. "And I couldn't care less that you're sweaty, for what it's worth."

From:

drpalmer

"The cleaning makes sense." The kind of man who went for bloodsport probably also went for some other recreational activities.

She enjoys the little hand hold, a hint of her happiness sliping through to touch him.

"You might have a super human sense of smell, I wouldn't want to be smelly."

From:

whose_son_am_i

"Actually, as far as I've been able to tell, Asgardians and Jotunn do not." There's a teasing grin on his face. "Besides, I do kind of associate you being sweaty with very good things. We can explore that later, if you want."

It wasn't a long walk, as it was still a relatively small ship. The cockpit was at the very nose, and she could see the curve of the two circular wings meeting in front of it. She could easily look up and out. Two seats up front, one being very obviously the pilot's, and one behind. Loki raised her hand up to kiss it, before settling himself into the Pilot's seat. "If you'll strap in? I do seem to recall you wanted to travel, but felt that off-planet travel was too expensive." Not that he'd bothered to strap in...

Edited Date: 2021-08-25 10:33 pm (UTC)

From:

drpalmer

"You have prescribed a hot bath, I wouldn't want to go against your wise suggestions."

She is so tempted to touch buttons, but that would probably make the whole thing explode or something.

"Really?" She's taking the seat and fastening belts. She's a bit nervous, given the surprise nature of this bit of space travel.

Edited Date: 2021-08-25 10:38 pm (UTC)

From:

whose_son_am_i

"It's far safer than what you have on Midgard, don't worry." While she's doing that, he's been busy disengaging the docking-ramp and powering the ship up. "I don't plan for us to go far either. Although I'm certain this ship has a suitable bathtub and food as well if we need it."

It isn't long before his attention is mostly taken by piloting. Pulling away from the Statesman, to skim over the ocean a bit, before moving further up. And up. And UP. Into the stars, and comfortably out of direct Earth Orbit.

From:

drpalmer

"I guess that's reassuring" the rest of the universe has been doing space travel a lot longer than Earth.

Sh can hear her heart absolutely pounding in her ears as they pull up, and just keep going. The curve of the Earth becomes visible and then the edge of the atmosphere. It's beautiful, and a bit terrifying.

From:

whose_son_am_i

Once they've settled into a comfortable position that is not quite fully in Earth's Orbit--out of the way of any of it's own satellites--Loki engages the auto-pilot. Then turns in the chair, to study Christine. "How are you doing? And I'm not sorry for springing this on you, either." All mischief and satisfied smile.

From:

drpalmer

"I think my pulse is returning to a vaugely normal rate." She is a hint pale, but she's recovering well.

She shakes her head and then laughs, "You are not boring, I will admit that much."