Sep 19, 2015
kiryustyle
Loki turned over the wooden sword in his hands, a look of vague displeasure spreading across his face. Sure, there was a time not recently where he would go anywhere and do anything with only his wits as weapon but...he had also been guarded at the time and, quite frankly, much younger in appearance. People had a harder time harming children.
He glanced at a rather serious looking fellow and twirled the handle in his hand, blade pointed down to the ground. “Do you have any idea where one could procure...upgrades?”
