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[asofwar]

[As the meteor showers begin to terrorize those on the streets, up pops a very useful video (not useful at all), courtesy of your friendly Aesir (super friendly!).]

It seems the timing to leave the forest could not have been more fortunate. [Yeah, see, Thor? She's got good ideas, so let's put that pout away.] I take it we truly have landed in the middle of a rebellion. Where do your loyalties lie, in this case?

[A pause.] And -

How does one communicate privately on these devices, if the need arises?

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[coldchaos]

[And he wants to feel the satisfying feeling of flesh bruising under his fists.]

No, you resemble a sow

[asofwar]

[She aims a punch to his nose; let's cut the chit-chat, darling, no need for foreplay.]

[coldchaos]

[Fine, you're going to punch his face? He's going to punch at your stomach. Don't puke on him. But he will bleed on you.]

[asofwar]

[Ha ha, ow - but worth it. And while she's up close and personal with him again, this is a very good moment to open up the place by slamming Loki into a wall, maybe.]

[coldchaos]

[Have a Loki shaped dent in your wall. He's going to pull Sif's hair.]

[asofwar]

[That shout she just let out? That's an oh my god Loki what the hell is your fixation with my hair shout. But see, she knows how to move with the hits, so she lets him pull instead of resisting, to try and smash her forehead against his nose.]

[coldchaos]

[More like BITE your forehead.]

[asofwar]

[SCREAMS, and shoves him away and back into that wall - just a little more! Soon the kitchen and the living room will be one! ahn! - once, then twice for good measure and for biting her forehead.]

[coldchaos]

[And he's just laughing with each slam, then kicking at her shins. There's probably a few broken ribs, but they'll heal and are so worth it for the bite mark on her head.]

[asofwar]

[It's probably strange how they measure things that are worth it right now. His broken ribs for her forehead, the bruises on her legs and her stomach for his broken ribs.

Of course, she's not so much a masochist to stand there and take the kicks to her shins, although she does yank him by his stupid looking hair to shove him at - oh look, she never really liked the couch, for example.]

[coldchaos]

[That's good because he's flattened the couch and is rolling with the momentum, moving to his feet and tossing a cushion at her head to distract while he charges her.]

[asofwar]

[She dodges it, and barks out a,] Really? [and ultimately, it's the indignation that'll end up with her getting slammed into a wall for a change but sure.]

[coldchaos]

[And he grins at that and attempts to headbutt her]

[asofwar]

[Well, he can have a fun time doing that against the wall, because she's going to dodge!]

[coldchaos]

[Ow. That crunch is his face making an impression against the wall. But he's turning and dropping for a leg sweep.]

[asofwar]

[So. In the middle of falling and grabbing for him, something hideous happens. She-

- laughs.

And then aims a kick to his crotch OOPS.]

[coldchaos]

[And then Loki just fell over. On Sif.

He lay there, reevaluating his life choices.]

[asofwar]

[And Sif, having no hurt family jewels to groan over, is free to roll him on his back and get up.

Who's kneeling/lying on the floor now, dick?]

[coldchaos]

You are a horrible person.

[He's just going to groan and lay there.]

[asofwar]

I fight fire with fire.

[Aesir for: 'look who's talking.']

[coldchaos]

Shall I kick you in yours, then?

[Just laying there.]

[asofwar]

Move, and I will do it again.

[coldchaos]

Then I shall only lay here and consider giving you male parts that you might experience it.

[In so much pain.]

[asofwar]

Oh, please. [Whatever. Whatever.

She walks to the kitchen, stepping over broken furniture and cushions and such, and fills up a glass of water which she then takes to set next to his head.]

Are you done, or should we try to take down another wall?