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[techygoddess]

Skuld closed her eyes a moment, disconnecting mentally from Banpei, she knew it was dangerous enough to use her magic around Loki, no, Liam, she had to keep thinking of him as Liam or she'd screw up her own plans... But the magic, she had to keep clamped down as much as possible, she didn't want to alert Thor where she was at the moment.  Not with her current company.

Opening her bedroom door she padded to the kitchen hoping there was still ice cream.  She needed something to eat at least.  Banpei alerted her something was off in the area, someone who shouldn't be on Midgard. 

No, I won't have this plan ruined because someone got curious, I swear if it's one of Odin's I'm going to beat some sense into them...  She thought as she made her way down the hall, glad she had thought about changing from her PJ's before leaving her room, though really a baby doll dress to a potential fight, you'd think the Norn would have thought that out a little better.

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[ihasanarmy]

Liam had fallen asleep on the couch instead of in the basement where he normally crashed. He was a bit too tall for the little couch so his legs were hanging over the side of the couch and one of the throw pillows was laid over his chest with his arm over it as if he were cuddling something now there.

Loki himself would never sleep in such a small space but this persona built between his mind and Skuld's influenced didn't mind the cramped space at all. Though the blond curls looked pretty cute against the colored pillows of the couch.

[hospitable_hel]

This part of Midgard was unfamiliar to Hel, but she had a rough idea of where she was going. Even with her glamour intact, she looked out of place; it was not safe for ordinary mortal girls to be wandering the streets at night.

Everyone believed Loki to be dead when he had vanished and yet she had not claimed him. He was hardly Valhalla-material so she could only assume that he had survived. After some dowsing and interrogation, she had come upon an area which carried traces of his presence. As she turns a corner, she sees a familiar figure peeping at her from outside a door.

"Wait Skuld," she calls, putting her hands out lest the Norn slams the door shut. She draws closer but stays well away from the building and whispers,"I just want to hear your side of the story."

She could tell Loki was inside. Skuld must have had a reason for keeping him all this time, he was hardly amicable company. Hel keeps her glamour up, appearing as an ordinary fair-skinned brunette.