Loki Laufeyson (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lokivariant) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} junkedic, |
"Right. Of course, you are. How could I forget that tempered patience of yours? It's practically saintly." It was meant as a joke, but after Loki said the words he almost regretted them. He didn't want to get off on a bad start, but it was hard with Lokis. The divide between them was both vast and small. And he had a different image of her in his mind. One that had grown with their time together. And she--
Well, he was no one to her.
No Lamentis. No Void. No Citadel at the End of Time.
When he looked at her he saw the face in the lift at the TVA, but it wasn't her. Not now. Not yet.
Maybe never.
Loki withheld the urge to sigh. He would figure this out. He would make this right. This was just another bump in the road. He could handle bumps. He'd dealt with them before.
His lips curled in a half smile.
"Butler Hall." He motioned to a building not far from the Green. "You can choose any available room. The view out the window is different based on evens and odds so, you know, maybe check that out first before you officially settle in."
Loki paused. "Assuming you plan on staying, that is. But we are one of the few places in the Void with running water. In case you need an extra push one way or the other."