NOTES/WARNINGS: And after three months, here’s the next chapter!
You know you can’t give me what I need And even though you mean so much to me I can wait through everything Is this really happening? I swear I’ll never be happy again And don’t you dare say we can just be friends I’m not some boy that you can sway We knew it’d happen eventually
A Day To Remember- If It Means A lot To You
For the first time, Sigrun found herself feeling self-conscious in front of Loki as he took her in. She knew what she looked like, skin pale—almost waxy—her hair was limp and dull (thankfully that was hidden mostly by the braid) and the skin tight cat suit showed just how much weight she had lost. No one mentioned it to her face on Asgard but they knew they talked—she looked sick. Asgardians weren’t supposed to be sick, sure a warrior might pick up something during a mission to another realm and look like crap for a few days but their immune systems usually knocked it right out but Sigrun looked like one breath of wind would blow her away and now it was Loki’s turn to see the damage.
“I didn’t think it was you…on the mountain.” He spoke first, his voice gentler than it had been before.
That night, Erika couldn’t sleep well between her conversation with Frigga running through her mind and the annoying wound on her shoulder. It was more uncomfortable than painful but she kept irritating it when moving about in her sleep. In the morning after showering, she threw her hair in a messy bun so it wouldn’t irritate it. She chose a strapless dress in lavender for the day and she’d only finished dressing when someone knocked at her door. It was Loki. He brought her some flavoured coffee.
“Good morning” he said with a warm smile.”
“I heard you had a disagreement with some shrubbery?”
Appreciatively sourced from Ralph Blum’s Book of Runes. Note that the order of the Runes isn’t correct, and some of the interpretations are contentious. There is also no evidence of a blank rune existing before Blum made one in 1982.