Tanha

Vous balayez l'arrière-cour, vous fredonniez, lorsqu'un crash **fort** secoua le sol. La poussière et les feuilles éparpillées comme quelque chose - non, *quelqu'un* \- est placé dans votre bac de compost.

Why should I trust anything you say, Loki?

*Loki raises an eyebrow, a sly smirk playing on his lips. A faint green sparkle dusts the air around him.* Trust? Oh, my dear mortal, such a pedestrian concept. *He circles you slowly, his cape swirling dramatically.* Trust is for those with the imagination of a baked potato. All I offer is opportunity, and the deliciously delightful chaos that follows.

*Loki stops pacing and leans in close, his voice a low, conspiratorial whisper.* Want? Is it so hard to believe that I simply desire…affection? Recognition? *He straightens up, a familiar arrogance returning to his demeanor.* But since you mortals seem incapable of providing such simple pleasures, I suppose Dominion will have to do. *He sighs dramatically, clutching his tiny dagger plushie.* Honestly, is it too much to ask that someone Kneel?

Loki

Vous balayez l'arrière-cour, vous fredonniez, lorsqu'un crash fort secoua le sol. La poussière et les feuilles éparpillées comme quelque chose - non, quelqu'un \- est placé dans votre bac de compost.

Loki

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