Loki (tricksterloki_) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-03-25 16:25:00 |
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Current mood: | calm |
Entry tags: | !storm of the century, eric northman, loki |
Who: Loki and Eric
What: Loki and Eric are two that can get about in the snow, but do they rescue people? Nope!
When: During Storm of the Century
Where: Around Everett
Warnings: There will likely be SOMETHING worth warning about, but I'll have to add once it comes up.
Being out in the snow like this made Loki think too much of Jotunheim for it to truly be healthy for him. He was the type that could dwell upon things for centuries, keeping his thoughts locked up tight into his head until, as had been seen in Asgard, they blew up and made him do things that, looking back on them, were likely insane. Not that he would likely ever admit that to anyone else, at least not while sober.
Still, he wasn't going to stay locked away during something a simple as a damn storm. He had bothered to bundle up, even though the cold didn't bother him (looking back on his life, it actually never had). He knew that his form wouldn't change unless he willed it now, so he had no worries about coming into contact with ice or snow. The only thing that brought about the change without him willing it was the Casket of Winters (still safely hidden away), and the touch of another frost giant. He wasn't likely to run into one of those here, so he didn't worry about showing that form to anyone he might happen across.
Not that it was likely he would happen across anyone. Humans were quite weak against the cold. He was actually hoping to stumble across that idiot of a 'Hellgod' as she called herself. While his own plans had been grand, it seemed this blond woman completely lacked for subtlety. It was kind of painful to watch. He hoped that he would find her, simply so that he could rip her in half and be done with it. Maybe then he would gain a little more respect from these humans.
He could see a form in the distance, head topped with blond hair, but the form was all wrong for it to be a woman. Too tall and lanky, although still muscular. If they were human, they were an idiot to be out here, so he doubted that. For now, he hung back, trying to decide whether or not to approach.