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Loki [Luke Quinn] (no_name_face) wrote in forgotten_gods,
@ 2010-08-10 13:18:00

Entry tags:

fenrir, loki

Everyone's waiting, waiting...
Who: Fenrir (thebig_bad) and Loki (no_name_face)
What: Father-son reunion.
Where: Loki's place.
When: Monday night.
Warnings: N/A

He hadn't actually been serious about not wanting to see Fenrir. He didn't feel inclined either way - wasn't exactly qualified for the Father of the Year award, and by no means did he seem to feel responsible over his offspring or even care about them, at least on the surface - but there was nothing else he had to do for the day and admittedly there was something nice about seeing a familiar face in a crowded city of busy strangers.

He hadn't bothered to clean up for Fenrir either. There was a Leaning Tower of Empty Pizza Boxes balancing next to empty stacked cans of beer on the table, a mountain of dirty dishes in an equally dirty sink that hadn't been used long enough for spiders to build webs on the tap, and there were used clothes scattered all over the floor that looked like Loki ran a brothel in his spare time. He rarely spent enough time here to feel too bothered by the mess he surrounded himself with, and unless someone like Sigyn said she wanted to come by, nothing was going to change about the small apartment.

Though he didn't doubt that Fenrir's nose would bring him right to his doorstep, he bought a small packet of dog food and left a trail of those crunchy, scrumptious dog biscuits from outside the apartment building, through the foyer, up the stairs, down the corridor and through the small crack between the door and the doorframe - just in case.

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thebig_bad
2010-08-19 01:28 am UTC (link)

"I meant human-shaped," Fenrir said, noticing the tone in his father's voice with some interest. More things to consider. "I'd still be a wolf, except humans don't like it when you walk through their town with fangs and fur. Or at least, they don't in Montana."

He shifted again, having not really found a comfortable way to stand in a human body for long periods of time. Balancing on two legs was awkward. He glanced around at Loki's apartment again, before his eyes went back to his father.

"Are you okay?" Fenrir asked, not really sure how to phrase the kind of question he was asking. "Do you...need anything? Besides the horn, I mean."

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no_name_face
2010-08-19 03:29 am UTC (link)

"Don't hurt your purple dinosaur head thinking too much, Barney. It's a thousand years too early for you to be worrying over me," he muttered, honestly prefering the general pantheon's stance of stay-the-fuck-away-from-the-trickster as opposed to let's-all-hug-and-make-up-and-it'll-be-okay.

He picked up another bottle of beer from the fridge and took the opportunity to clear out stuff that was growing a forest of mould at the back of the refrigerator.

"Anything else you wanted to discuss?" he asked after he closed the fridge door and noticed Fenrir was still standing there.

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thebig_bad
2010-08-20 12:37 am UTC (link)

"No," Fenrir said, already turning things over in his mind. He wasn't particularly surprised by his father's answer. It was Loki, after all. "Fine. Tell me when you're ready."

He turned on his heel and headed for the door, since he doubted his father wanted him lurking around any longer than neccesary. Fenrir paused with the door half-open, though, and before he could think better of it muttered, "Glad I found you."

Then he slipped out into the hallway, already itching to be outside again.

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