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Loki (hamrammr) wrote in chaosisland,

The feelings that hit him were overwhelming. It was an intensity that usually let Loki to turn his back on someone and run for the hills. He could count the people he had felt it towards on one hand. For a life that was as old as his, it was pitiful.

Suddenly, the flickering stopped. The room around them took hold, focused on one seen. They stood in an apartment. Wide and open. Glass windows wherever one could put a glass window. Privacy was certainly not much of an option here. Christine stood in a doorway. Towel draped around her. Hair still dripping. The imagine tucked at him in a way that a stranger shouldn't be able to manage. He felt like he knew her. He felt like she was his world.

No, Strange felt this. Loki - he was just along for the ride. Only -

"What are you two standing there?" Christine said with a smile on her face.

"Uhhh... did she just talk to the both of us?" Loki said, not even bothering to hide his own confusion. Both at Christine's words and the effect they had on him. That smile was the best thing he had received in a while.