Re: telepathic link: loki/preston r
[Come closer, and closer yet. Fever and nightmares or no, there is a moment of clear, bare lucidity. His mind is fighting something, and the tinge of madness comes and goes like waves of fog around a mountaintop.
The god is not a telepath, but he does have a knack for getting his thoughts and his will where it doesn't inherently belong, and he knows - or thinks he knows - every crack in the landscape of his own mind. In other circumstances, the intruder would have earned amusement and rage. Now, the amusement is nowhere to be found. There is only analysis, fast and bleak and fevered.] What have you come on tiptoe, for, then? What did you think you would find? Are you a student? [Just learning his art, and that would, perhaps, excuse it. The rawness of power unchecked and untutored radiates from the proverbial rabbit. Something that could be honed to better use, cut to brilliance. He takes note of such things, even now. Then the clouds roll in again.] Or are you a thief? [When the madness is there, flashing iridescent, poisonous fog, it reflects a dozen scenes of failure and death, the same woman dying again and again. They are loosely drawn, these visions - something unseen, only heard, and imagined over and over with a million minute variations on the theme.]