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Time: September 28, 2000
Place: Loki's Room
Status: Private (Uriel, Loki)
Summary: Confronting and comforting.
Uriel was quite happy as she made her way back from yet another check-up. Everything was going perfectly well, she had been assured. Both she and little Bran were doing well, and things seemed to be developing at a normal pace. Activity, weight gain, everything matched her current stage.
Loki should be happy to hear this, she suspected. At the very least he might be interested in knowing what she was going to call her child.
With this in mind, she headed towards Loki's room. Knocking on the door, she asked, "May I come in?"
Place: Loki's Room
Status: Private (Uriel, Loki)
Summary: Confronting and comforting.
Uriel was quite happy as she made her way back from yet another check-up. Everything was going perfectly well, she had been assured. Both she and little Bran were doing well, and things seemed to be developing at a normal pace. Activity, weight gain, everything matched her current stage.
Loki should be happy to hear this, she suspected. At the very least he might be interested in knowing what she was going to call her child.
With this in mind, she headed towards Loki's room. Knocking on the door, she asked, "May I come in?"
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He grimaced. It wasn't that he didn't understand how most of the basic ideas behind Christianity were supposed to work. He just didn't think they were good ideas in the first place.
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And it was almost impossible to explain to most people that that was a very realistic scenario, if you were a Jotun with an Asgardian for a blood brother.
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(So angelic!)
(Well, she is an angel!)
She trailed off, not comfortable with the topic of death in connection to Loki.
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All he'd ever been good at creating were hand carved toys ... well, and babies. Both in the human style, though. But of course modern children weren't into playing with stylised wooden horses anymore. He'd have had to buy factory produced toys for little Bran, if there'd been any chance he'd live long enough to see him be born.