From "Loki" by Mike Vasich
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"You think me at fault for the mason," Loki said.
Heimdall did not answer.
"Maybe you are right to blame me. It was on my advice that the Allfather accepted the bargain and the mason's price as well."
Heimdall's lip curled up. His hatred of Loki was legendary. "Do you seek to give me further reason to scorn you? There is no need. You can sink no lower in my estimation. A worm can only burrow so deep into the muck."
"You do me wrong. Look on Asgard and see the wall that now stands. When the giants march at Ragnarok, remember that the wall is there once more because I proposed the bargain. And the cost was nothing more than a few thunderbolts from Mjolnir."
Heimdall sneered. "You risk much when it is not your own hide at stake. Where were you when the mason attacked?"
Loki ignored Heimdall's accusing tone. Much as he desired to explain what he had sacrificed, he knew that his role in defeating the mason could never be revealed. Savior of Freyja or not, they would kill him if they knew giant blood ran through his veins.
"I am not here to argue. I seek only to bring this foal to Odin, as a gift."
"So that we can forget how you bargained with one of our hated enemies?" Heimdall narrowed his eyes at the horse. "Where did you get it?"
I birthed it myself after coupling with the mason's horse, he thought. He would have relished the look on Heimdall's face, but that moment would be cut short when the guardian withdrew his sword. "It is the spawn of the mason's horse. It will be a fitting steed for the Allfather." It was a partial truth, at least.
"That explains little. Why does it have eight legs?" Heimdall's tone was laced with suspicion.
"I didn't ask."
Heimdall sneered. "Your mocking words will be your undoing one day." ”
Heimdall did not answer.
"Maybe you are right to blame me. It was on my advice that the Allfather accepted the bargain and the mason's price as well."
Heimdall's lip curled up. His hatred of Loki was legendary. "Do you seek to give me further reason to scorn you? There is no need. You can sink no lower in my estimation. A worm can only burrow so deep into the muck."
"You do me wrong. Look on Asgard and see the wall that now stands. When the giants march at Ragnarok, remember that the wall is there once more because I proposed the bargain. And the cost was nothing more than a few thunderbolts from Mjolnir."
Heimdall sneered. "You risk much when it is not your own hide at stake. Where were you when the mason attacked?"
Loki ignored Heimdall's accusing tone. Much as he desired to explain what he had sacrificed, he knew that his role in defeating the mason could never be revealed. Savior of Freyja or not, they would kill him if they knew giant blood ran through his veins.
"I am not here to argue. I seek only to bring this foal to Odin, as a gift."
"So that we can forget how you bargained with one of our hated enemies?" Heimdall narrowed his eyes at the horse. "Where did you get it?"
I birthed it myself after coupling with the mason's horse, he thought. He would have relished the look on Heimdall's face, but that moment would be cut short when the guardian withdrew his sword. "It is the spawn of the mason's horse. It will be a fitting steed for the Allfather." It was a partial truth, at least.
"That explains little. Why does it have eight legs?" Heimdall's tone was laced with suspicion.
"I didn't ask."
Heimdall sneered. "Your mocking words will be your undoing one day." ”
― Loki, by Mike Vasich, 2011
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Date: 2012-08-24 10:30 pm (UTC)