(An RP blog for anyone who wishes to talk. Just mind your manners dears,)
((Sorry to say there will be no NSFW threads from this point on. I don't feel like taking the old stuff down, but I refuse to RP it anymore for personal reasons.))
(( I am totally rolling with the head cannon that Loki used to call Frigga Momma Frigga when he was really young, and only stopped when he started having to appear at court and dress formally.))
Send “Little thing” and my character will tell you something as a child.
"Mister, how come your hair’s long? D’you want a barrette?"
"No, my dear, I am fine. I keep my hair this long as a sign of age. It shows how old I am." he looked down at the little girl confused.
"Who are you? Are you lost?"
"Don’t tell momma Frigga, but I finally figured out how to turn a pair of shoes into frogs, and I’m planning on practicing with one of the Mages. He’s really icky and mean, and he always slurps his broth and mead when dining in the mead hall. Momma Frigga says that’s bad."
Sparrow thinks about this for a long time. Her freckle dashed nose wrinkles, lips tighten and eyebrows pinch as she seems to be silently consulting her rabbit doll, Hova. The child then smiles brightly, “B’cause Mumma said we can do green next.” Sparrow shows off the fading lilac colored lock of hair to him.((God, if Loki knew that he would hug her as soon as it was safe.))
Loki looked about himself.
"Only one more piece, my dear." He let go of his Jotun form so that he could set her down on the floor. "Shall we treat is as hide and seek? See where it is hiding?" He handed her a bowl from the cupboard.
"If you find it first you can drop this over it so that it won’t hurt you. If you find it I will give you a treat." He was going to look about too, but he figured that now she knew how to stop the thing she would be strong enough to go about on her own.
Sparrow took the bowl, holding it against her chest and wrinkles her nose. Catch it? She shuffles her feet, she doesn’t want to. She just want to play, they can have tea without cream. But at the promise of a treat, she perks. Bouncing on her toes, she giggles, “Okay! Then we’re gonna’ play yeah?”
She doesn’t even wait for his answer. Dashing out of the room and into the next, she begins calling softly, “Creamer, where are you~?”
Loki followed her out of the room, his eyes scanning every inch of his living space. It wasn’t there, and neither, now that he thought about it, was Muninn. The bird usually spent its days perched on the curtain rod above the main window, but currently it was gone. This concerned him until he heard a Norse curse word from the bathroom. The door had been opened a little, and Loki groaned at the thought of what could await him in the bathroom.
When he pushed his way inside he almost gagged. Honey still slept in the bathtub, Muninn was perched on the curtain rod above her, and the creamer was dousing the mortal in a generous amount of glitter.
"When did faeries get into my house?" Loki growled, glaring at the glitter filling up his tub.
"You’re the distraction. I’ll go check on Pep and Bruce. They should be on the roof by now anyway." Tony said, heading for the balcony. Loki followed, knowing the man of Iron would give him a lift to the Ironman landing pad. That would set him behind the plasmavore.
"Be careful, Doctor," Loki warned.
"—Oh, great." Ten honestly couldn’t say he wasn’t expecting that. Not that he minded. "Still… Loki, ‘careful’ is my middl—Ahhh!”
Tony picked The Time Lord up in his metal arms, cutting off the brunet. “—Hold on tight, Doc!”
Ten clung to Tony, a bit shocked. "Well, I certainly don’t plan on letting go!!"
The pair were out the window and up to the landing pad in no time flat. The speed was fierce, and as per usual Tony was oblivious to the g-force outside his suit affecting his passenger. He dropped the Doctor on the top of the pad, hovering above it.
"Follow the yellow brick road to the wicked witch. You sure you got this?" Tony pointed to the floor, where the pad had been made of a gold tinted material. It descended from their current position back into the Tower, curving a little and disappearing around a bend.