Mischief Maker.

     “Aye, I suppose I could bring myself to endure your company.” 

     “If you’re here to threaten me, I believe there may be a queue.”

     if you’d like a thing from loki tomorrow, hit the heart and i’ll come bother you

     “Indeed it is... But, admittedly, it’s not something I’m adverse to. Certainly not if the results are thus,” He hums, his lips crooked upwards as he inspects this other... him. “What a way to improve on a dull day, hm?” 

      He doesn’t even bother hiding his smirk. Simply lifts a brow, fingers clasped around his wrist behind his back as he flicks a glance over the archer. “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about, I’m afraid. That wasn’t me.” 

     “Mm... You are one of Midgard’s magicians, are you not?” 

      itty bitty starter call?

     “Is there a reason for your lurking?”

     “Mm... Isn’t this a pleasant surprise?” 

                                                PENNED BY RHI.                                          RE-ESTABLISHED 29/11/17.

     “Thank you,” His eyes flick back up to meet the Grandmaster’s as he speaks, the very edges of his lips crooking upwards as he inclines his head in a nod to show his acknowledgement. “’Tis not something that I am likely to forget, Grandmaster, I assure you,” He pauses, fingers idly fixing the cloak about his shoulders as he offers the man a wider smile. “Nor something I would not desire. I have no wish to be anything other than good to you, Grandmaster.”