Crossing his mangled arms over his chest, Loki leaned back against the bar furniture behind him.
"Don't bet on it," he cautioned. "I'm ancient. Much older than most of those that call themselves the Æsir. Why do you think Odin called me brother? I'm fire to his air and Hœnirä's spirit. We walked the world long before the name of your God was ever spoken among men for the first time. Long before there were men to speak of anything at all."
Maybe it was not the best time to argue religion or history, though, he realized.
"So maybe we better not argue about our respective ages, unless we can find some scientest to, what do they call it? carbon-date? both of us?"
He had no idea if that could even be done with living things, and truth be told, he didn't care. He quite simply liked the sound of it.
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Date: Tuesday, 19 January 2010 01:51 (UTC)"Don't bet on it," he cautioned. "I'm ancient. Much older than most of those that call themselves the Æsir. Why do you think Odin called me brother? I'm fire to his air and Hœnirä's spirit. We walked the world long before the name of your God was ever spoken among men for the first time. Long before there were men to speak of anything at all."
Maybe it was not the best time to argue religion or history, though, he realized.
"So maybe we better not argue about our respective ages, unless we can find some scientest to, what do they call it? carbon-date? both of us?"
He had no idea if that could even be done with living things, and truth be told, he didn't care. He quite simply liked the sound of it.