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lt_safe_houseDate: March 9, 2003(?)
Status: Public - Complete
Setting: Manor grounds
Summary: Loki starts to practise.
The bar was getting boring. There were no customers there at the moment and the amusing barkeeper had apparently quit. A sulky waiter from the restaurant was filling in for him running between the bar and the restaurant all the time and aside from getting tripped by a well placed foot from time to time not providing any entertainment. Loki needed something else to do.
He'd spent most of the morning reading up on sphinxes and angels in his attic hideout, so maybe it was time to get some exercise. He had promised the Sphinx to hone his shape shifting skills after all.
For this first attempt after his long illness he'd take a familiar and easy shape he decided. Besides the lawn looked like it had practically been made for a horse to run and graze on. The still falling rain had turned the ground muddy and inviting for a quick roll. He'd just have to remember to get back inside once the water got through his think horse fur or he might catch a cold.
So Loki walked out the door into the rain humming happily.
Status: Public - Complete
Setting: Manor grounds
Summary: Loki starts to practise.
The bar was getting boring. There were no customers there at the moment and the amusing barkeeper had apparently quit. A sulky waiter from the restaurant was filling in for him running between the bar and the restaurant all the time and aside from getting tripped by a well placed foot from time to time not providing any entertainment. Loki needed something else to do.
He'd spent most of the morning reading up on sphinxes and angels in his attic hideout, so maybe it was time to get some exercise. He had promised the Sphinx to hone his shape shifting skills after all.
For this first attempt after his long illness he'd take a familiar and easy shape he decided. Besides the lawn looked like it had practically been made for a horse to run and graze on. The still falling rain had turned the ground muddy and inviting for a quick roll. He'd just have to remember to get back inside once the water got through his think horse fur or he might catch a cold.
So Loki walked out the door into the rain humming happily.
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Date: Tuesday, 21 April 2009 14:35 (UTC)So had Belial actually meant something else, or did he believe that he didn't need belief?
It confused him and made him worry for a being that was obviously a lot more powerful than himself.
If he had at all been in the habit of being honest at least with himself, he would have had to acknowledge that the very fact that he liked and trusted Belial should have been an alarm signal. The people he felt that way about at the very first meeting tended to be people who reminded him of the one that had taught him all about trust and honesty - the one he'd always trusted the most. His children had payed the price for that trust. All except one.