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[swords-love-me.livejournal.com]

Time: April 25, 2001
Place: Hospital Wing
Status: Private (War, Loki)
Summary: War pays a visit, (unknowingly) post de-cursing


It had been a while since she'd stopped by, War thought as she walked into the hospital wing. A nagging voice in her head said too long, but she pushed it to the back of her mind, not wanting to deal with the question of quite how she classified Loki: War wasn't supposed to have friends.

Still, even when he was ill it was good to have someone to talk to: that didn't need explanation. As she knocked on the door to his room, then started to slowly push it open, she hoped the god would be in a talkative mood.

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[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

This caused Loki to have his first acoustic flash of memory: Old Norse insults over the oddly familiar sound of pots and bowls hitting the wall. He wasn't quite sure why he suspected that War had secretly enjoyed her meetings with this Frigga.

He was supposed to be looking for memories of his wife, though, not Odin's.

"A woman with ... wings?" This picture was confusing and somehow didn't fir in with the acustic memory.

[swords-love-me.livejournal.com]

"Wings? Ah - that'd be Frigga again, I think. She had this cloak, see - a feathered cloak that let her fly. She could shape shift too - well, you all could. You used to shapeshift to run with Sleipnir - d'you remember that, not being human shaped?"

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

"A cloak?" Loki said surprised. "It didn't look all that much like a cloak to me, but I guess if she can shapeshift*."

"I'd like to be able to shapeshift. I could be a wolf." He grinned. "Like a werewolf."

* Luckily his inability to hold on to anything he learned at the moment for more than about half an hour would save both Uriel and Frigga the indignity of finding out about the mixup.

*headdesk* trust me to start getting creative with the research... *kicks self*

[swords-love-me.livejournal.com]

War grinned. "I can see you as a wolf." She paused, trying to remember. "Uh, actually I think one of your sons turned into a wolf. Not a werewolf as such though, he got turned and stuck... Don't suppose you remember anything about your children?" she asked, hopefully. Things did seem to be coming back a bit, after all.

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

Loki concentrated very hard on wolves, but all he got was the eight legged horse again. Then a man and woman. Twins?

"Blond twins?" he asked Ruby. "But they ... don't like me?"

[swords-love-me.livejournal.com]

War thought for a moment. "The only blonds I knew with particular reason not to be so fond of you were Frey and Freya - brother and sister. Not family exactly, but in the clan. You were never really in their good books though - not after you took off with Thor and pretended he was her to be married off, just so you could get his hammer back."

She paused, and chuckled. "Thinking about it, that one time you turned up to a feast already off your face and had a slanging match with her probably didn't go down too well either. That one may have been partly my fault though," she finished, winking.

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

"Thor? Who's Thor?" Loki looked around the room to make sure there wasn't anybody else present in the room that he'd forgotten about. "And why did I want her to marry that Freya-girl's chosen husband?"

That he'd arrived drunk at a feast somehow didn't surprise him so he didn't pay much attention to that tale. Just your usual run of the mill drunken argument.