12-20-2010, 07:15 PM
"I am glad that I have met you, Sasota." Loki would use her first name, as calling her by any other seemed to impersonal to him. "Most are put off by my feral appearance." It was stated with a matter-of-fact tone, but Loki was glad his presence had not startled or frightened the girl. He was a little surprised when she dropped to her knees, that head tilted to the side slightly watching her curiously. When she ran her hands along his back those eyes of his slid half closed again and he nuzzled his face gently against her cheek. "Your dancing was lovely and your hands are very gentle."
In the kitchen, Luke had finished cleaning his and Loki's dishes, dried them and put them away. The human didn't think much of his companion leaving out the back door, he knew Loki would not stray far from him and if he were in danger of any kind his brother would rush to his aid. Wiping his hands on a dishtowel, Luke pulled the slightly to big tattered cloak close around him and shoved a hand in his pocket. No doubt Loki could follow his scent to their room when he wished to return. Luke fingered the key for a moment and made his way back to the main room. For a moment he paused to look around, then began to make his way to his room.
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