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[chilled]

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[ You know that sound of something breaking the sound barrier as it speeds through the air? That's the sound screaming through the City right as something bright flashes in the sky and hurtles to the ground.

If you're paying attention to your device, you might see a shot of Thor walking his dog before the whatever-it-is crashes into him with a boom and a bright flash of light.

A sharp inhale of breath. ]

You--


[ voice; later ]

[ If dude doesn't sound good, it's because he just fought his brother, fell through a wormhole, crashed into the ground, and fought his brother…..again.

In other words, Loki has a massive headache. ]

I have gathered the basics of my situation. Someone send me this supposed guide, whatever use it may be.


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[godofabs]

Yet he reached for you. Do you know how he mourns? Many a night he stands there upon his tower, looking out over the fallen bifrost, wondering where you are.

[He doesn't care at this point, if Loki wants to fight, he'll fight. He doesn't have magic, but he has sheer brute force and it's been his experience that it works every time.]

If I have to, I will.

[Said while he's trying to tackle him. Maybe if he just gave him a gentle concussion...]

[chilled]

I do not want to hear how the Allfather mourns! [ He can't keep the note of panic out of his voice, because he's not the son of Odin, he was never the son of Odin, was nothing more than plan torn to pieces and scattered on a winter wind.

It's a relief, then, to fall back into the patterns of battle. To take Thor's weight and use it to throw him over, because with his injuries Loki is not fast enough to dodge. He can take his pain, the physical agony and the emotional anguish, and strike out at Thor because if not for Thor--if not for Thor-- ]

Is that it? I have deathly magic at my command, yet you take up no arms. Don't hold back on me, Thor!

[godofabs]

And yet you must! We are your family, Loki. Should I tell you about how mother cries? Would that make you hate us more?

[Actually, his tactic of tackling Loki has some strategy. It'll get through that they all love him, one way or another. It hurts in more ways that one, of all the people he thought he would have to be enemies with, he would never have guessed Loki. Kings, frostgiants, guardians, anyone but him.]

I will not hurt you Loki, why do you insist on pressing on this?

[chilled]

I have no family! [ Not he, the stolen changeling who tricked and murdered his own blood kin without remorse. ]

Why do you resist it so?

[godofabs]

What? What has made you hate us so? Did you not march by my side once?

[He can't hear it, he can't understand it, but that doesn't mean he'll stop.]

You, my brother, are the one resisting.

[chilled]

At your side? [ a short, cutting laugh ] Or do you mean in your shadow? No one marches at your side, Thor, least of all me.

On the contrary, I have embraced the inevitable.

[godofabs]

Never in my shadow, always at my side.

[Well, it's come down to this. It's really for Loki's own good. Hand outstretched, he summons the hammer.]

This is for your own good, brother.

[chilled]

Would that we could all live in such happy ignorance as Asgard's golden prince.

[ Power gathers at his fingertips as he readies a spell. ]

Yes. It is.

[godofabs]

[Mjölnir in hand, lightning raining from the heavens - Loki do you truly wish to do this?]

Then come at me brother.

[chilled]

[ SOME INTENSE MASCULINITY LATER

Loki is having a hard time standing up under his own power. ]

What are you waiting for? Finish it.

[godofabs]

[After it all happens, he just places the hammer on his chest.]

You will stay and Billy shall come and heal you.