Sigyn, Gudinna Trogen (sigyn) wrote in history_dot_com, @ 2014-01-02 13:59:00 |
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Sigyn was frustrated. On so many levels. But at the moment, she was vastly irritated that her attempts to get the attention of a certain Trickster were falling far short of her goal. The truth was, while she could be patient when it was absolutely required of her, Sigyn really preferred to take matters into her own hands and get things accomplished. Sitting still and doing nothing did not rest easy on her shoulders.
She'd tried. She really had. She'd spent some time at her mother's after Loki had unceremoniously flown the coop, literally. Holda had done her best to occupy her time, but Sigyn had only managed another day and a half before making her way back to Asgard. Once there, she'd again tried. After all, she had his bag and his things. Things that still smelled like him. He wasn't going to just let her have them, was he? So she sat on her hands and waited to see what Loki was going to do. The answer, apparently was: nothing.
Once she realized that, Sigyn began looking for ways to put herself in his path. Which would be much easier if he was anywhere in Asgard. Which he wasn't, mostly. Or when he was, he was there and gone so quickly she didn't get a chance to see him let alone speak to him. How was she going to explain why it was alright for him to want to be with her, how much she wanted to be with him, if he was never around? How was she supposed to get his attention when he was avoiding her?
She needed help. She needed advice. Sigyn could think of two people off the top of her head that could provide her with those things. And she went with the one she felt most comfortable approaching first. The other, she would speak to later. Because the more aid she could get, the better. Determination in her step, she made her way to Fensalir. She was going to get Loki. And Frigg was going to help her.