Sigyn, Gudinna Trogen (sigyn) wrote in deities_dot_com, @ 2012-03-29 15:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | ~loki, ~sigyn |
The Secret of Freedom (tag: Loki)
Her first inclination had been to take them somewhere remote, a small town somewhere perhaps. But there was a problem with small towns: everyone knew everyone else, who they were related to, where they worked, who they had gone to kindergarten with. There was no way to blend in in a small town. Everyone would take notice of new arrivals and speculate where they had come from or why they were there.
Not that she expected to outsmart Odin, not for any length of time. Loki had pointed out, and he was right, that they'd never be able to keep out of sight with him having Hlidskjalf. Forget Huginn and Muninn, troublesome as they were, it was the all-seeing ability the throne gave him that would derail them. If he truly wanted to find them. Sigyn was taking a gamble, and a very large one at that, that Odin still had some care for his blood-brother and he wouldn't hunt them down with pitchforks and torches. No, it wasn't Odin she was trying to avoid.
It was the rest of them. The “friends” and “neighbors” who had caught and bound Loki, who had caused Vali to panic and transform, who had stood aside and watched as her son was killed and his remains desecrated. Sigyn trusted none of them. Truthfully, she no long trusted Odin, either. But she thought, hoped, he'd have a calmer temperament than some of his sons. Sons not like Hermod. Sons like Vidar and Thor. Too big, too strong and in Thor's case, too stupid. And there were others, like Skadhi, who seemed to take too much delight in the suffering of others, and her husband in particular. From those people, they could hide.
So that's what they were going to do. Until they couldn't anymore. Until Odin did find them. Sigyn was going to fight for their freedom for as long as she had to. After all the years in the cave, after all the years of pleading with Loki to come with her when she left, to now have him out and free, she wasn't going to give that up without a battle. And while she wasn't a warrior like some others in her pantheon, she had more to lose and she would fight as dirty as they did. If they thought they were going to go back quietly, they had another thing coming.
Though she had gone back quietly. Just now. Just this once. After finding a place for them and getting Loki settled, she had sneaked back to the cave. In a large bag, she took the things she'd brought back to the cave over the years, things she thought they would want and need. Things she didn't want the others to know they'd had. And she'd carefully wrapped up the bindings that had held Loki in a soft cloth. Later, hopefully, she'd find a better resting place for what remained of their son. But she hadn't had the luxury of time to give the moment the gravity it deserved. She hoped that Narvi would have understood.
Sigyn still wasn't certain that Loki did. She half expected him to give up again, as he'd been doing for so long. She kept waiting for the familiar words to come out of his mouth. They varied over the years, but they all meant the same thing when she heard them: I deserved it. No matter how often Sigyn told him that wasn't true, he clung to that. He held onto the grief and guilt, and that was what had kept him bound to the rock, far more than Narvi's remains had done. She didn't know what prompted him to finally break free, she wasn't going to question it just yet, she just hoped it would last.
Because she'd fight him too, if it came down to it. She was not giving up this chance at freedom. Such as it was.
And it did not look like much, she admitted as she paused in the parking lot of the motel she'd found. It was in a run-down neighborhood, but it had efficiency apartments available, and that would allow them a little more comfort for the time being. And Edmonton was one of the largest cities in Canada, second largest in the province of Alberta. Much easier to blend in here than it would be in a more rural area. The noise was very hard to get used to, but it was necessary. Sigyn had gotten very good at putting up with what was necessary.
And what was necessary right now was a long-term suite at a Holiday Inn with a husband that could barely walk. She hurried inside and up the stairs to reach their room. Hopefully he hadn't had a change of heart while she'd been out. Not that she thought he could go anywhere right now, but she'd rather not have to sit on him to make him stay put if she didn't have to. She hoped that wouldn't become necessary too.
There was a little catch in her throat as she slid her key card into the reader. Despite her certainty that Loki could not leave without her help right now, she wasn't going to feel secure until she could actually see him again with her own eyes. Freedom was not for the faint of heart.