InsaneJournal

WHO: Loki and Thor
WHAT: The Tethering is over.
WHERE: Fjord.
WHEN: This second, right now. Whoaa



The last week had been — well. Bad, obviously. Loki didn’t like to be stuck in one place for any reason and very much valued her freedoms. She had always been like that, the sort to slip away without a word and stay gone for just as long as she pleased before showing up again (sometimes without a word, and other times with dramatic flair).

But, she supposed, as far as annoying partners went, Pyro hadn’t been the absolute worst. He cleaned after he cooked, took the threats of stabbing seriously (as he should have) and Loki had gotten to exact a good deal of revenge on Thor for having pissed her off prior by hanging around on St. John whilst wearing as little as possible whenever Thor showed up (the idiot Quill in tow).

It was over now though, and she supposed at some point she’d have to deal with Thor in the same room, alone this time.

Still, for now, the roof was a better option, and so there she sat, hugging her knees and gazing out at the new view their home offered, water crashing against craggy rocks. It even smelled nicer here than it did in town, she supposed. Salty, like the ocean, and the breeze carried it well.