[ for her, it was second nature. despite Skye's anxiousness, Loki is completely and utterly confident. her hand slips easily into hers, and she draws out behind her, wearing something akin to a black, flowy pants suit and a pair of heels that would bring any runway model to tears. she's tied up her hair, but there is some that falls in waves around her shoulders. ]
I was born ready.
[ she says easily. this is Loki's game, of course. what Skye had in nervousness, Loki could make up in charm, she was sure of it. she links their arms (still a good few inches taller than Skye, especially in those heels). ]
And so were you. Just think about how fun it'll be if we mess up.
[ don't think about the sweet chaos of that aftermath, Loki. ]
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I was born ready.
[ she says easily. this is Loki's game, of course. what Skye had in nervousness, Loki could make up in charm, she was sure of it. she links their arms (still a good few inches taller than Skye, especially in those heels). ]
And so were you. Just think about how fun it'll be if we mess up.
[ don't think about the sweet chaos of that aftermath, Loki. ]