"I was thinking of opening up a weapons shop perhaps for people to come and sharpen their blades. But, I found popsicles a little more apt for the time being. Who knows though? I may still open up a weapon shop and allow you to throw a few knives into targets if you are good at it."
This was Loki's other skill. His knives. The man was obsessed with his tiny blades of death, often just unsheathing his magic blades to show off. His Dwarven steel glinting against the morning Nexus sun as he practiced in the back garden of his apartment. Thorkitty watching his master test his skill against straw dummies.
"You are human I presume? I have been to Midgard on many occasion, although I am not welcome there. Not since I helped orchestrate an alien invasion within New York."
A sly smirk spread across his face at the memories of the chariot and his utter carnage. It was a shame the plan failed and he had ended up at the mercy of those pestering Avengers. His brother included.
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Date: 2020-08-24 07:56 pm (UTC)This was Loki's other skill. His knives. The man was obsessed with his tiny blades of death, often just unsheathing his magic blades to show off. His Dwarven steel glinting against the morning Nexus sun as he practiced in the back garden of his apartment. Thorkitty watching his master test his skill against straw dummies.
"You are human I presume? I have been to Midgard on many occasion, although I am not welcome there. Not since I helped orchestrate an alien invasion within New York."
A sly smirk spread across his face at the memories of the chariot and his utter carnage. It was a shame the plan failed and he had ended up at the mercy of those pestering Avengers. His brother included.