Careless Fellows

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Part Three of A LokiXSigyn (canon wife~) picture collage.
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Once my DA stops glitching, I'll get your songs in! Sorry!
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I thoroughly apologize for the wait, school came, my computer glitched, and DA decided not to work with me, so It's been a long couple of days. Without further ado, enjoy.
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It was with a final throw that the little strength Loki had left failed him, and he was thrown to the ground. He had almost hit Sigyn's body, but he let himself get hit instead of further injuring her body. She would remain peacefully resting, and if he had any say, his body would be next to hers.

He began to lift himself up, when the shining spear Freyja had appeared before his face. Gracefully, he stopped his movements, carefully looking up. He and Freyja stared one another down slowly, her fierce face dead serious. However, she just stayed still, as if she was debating something great.

"What is a matter woman? Do you lack the courage to strike me down? DO it!" Loki snarled, as if disgusted. Freyja stared him in the eyes.

"I wish to, Lie-smith, for you are a sore in your soul, and many others.." Loki's eyes flashed.

"Are you a coward? Am I not worthy enough, despite your petty grudge?" Freyja suddenly switched her spear, hitting hit on the blunt side, making him bleed.

"I hesitate, for if I did strike you down, I would have to take you to Valhalla, as all Valkyrie take their fallen opponents of great skill. You hardly deserve a glorious death." Loki smirked, his deep voice echoing.

"If you leave me alive, I will track Odin and Brunhilde down and tell of your coward nature. I will RUIN you." Freyja suddenly looked up for a moment, as if seeing something, but quickly refocused.

"As smart as you think you are, you are mistaken." Loki turned his head slightly, raising a hand slightly. "I think you're aiming for something different, Loki. Missing someone? Do you really think death is the answer?"

"All woman like to think such things. Pathetic. I want nothing to do with this pathetic world. Your insinuation a woman is the cause of this is ridiculous. Your daughter was just a sheep, a good person to gain respect by. But I'm tired of these tricks." He gave a laugh."It's a good thing I have insurance, since I knew you'd try to sway my thoughts from living the life I deserve. Truly, like mother like daughter." With that, Loki waved his hand, and to Freyja's surprise, Theoric's soul orb appeared. He had grabbed it with his first move, reaching swiftly into her pack while kicking her in the back. A diversion.

Freyja once again looked away, examining the cave. But she seemed to suddenly have some thought shock her. She turned back, her face finally registering the comment.

"Naughty child. May your soul ever wander, but never find rest."

With that, Freyja stabbed him.
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Sigyn's felt sick for a moment as she was thrust into being, lying on her back. Most the senses were still horribly muted, but she could hear and reason like normal. She blinked, letting the feeling fade, and see tried to focus on herself.

When she realized she was still faded. She stood up from the cave floor, surprised at the darkness. Was she still in the same place? How LONG was she gone? The ornate gold was gone, replace with a waterfall, and the soft sound of water comforted her.

Suddenly, she heard a voice that surprised her. She turned, and looking into the darkness. Before her stood her mother, and Sigyn's mind stopped.

And Sigyn's arrival apparently drew her mother's gaze. Freyja looked at her, and made a comprehending face for a moment, before turning to look down. Sigyn also followed her gaze, to Loki who was on the ground, and behind him, her body.

Sigyn went to her undead self as her mother talked.

"As smart as you think you are, you are mistaken. I think you're aiming for something different, Loki. Missing someone? Do you really think death is the answer?" Sigyn reached out, to touch her body, ready to be able to speak again. Ready to tell Loki she could love him.

"All woman like to think such things. Pathetic. I want nothing to do with this pathetic world. Your insinuation a woman is the cause of this is ridiculous. Your daughter was just a sheep, a good person to gain respect by. But I'm tired of these tricks." Sigyn stopped, her fingers just a hairbreadth away.

Loki continued.

"It's a good thing I have insurance, since I knew you'd try to sway my thoughts from living the life I deserve." Sigyn stepped away, eyes wide. If she could have chosen to face the pain of being stabbed and poisoned by death, of his words, the former would have prevailed. "Truly, like mother like daughter."

Sigyn stepped back. The soul's equal to crying was resounding to Freyja.
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Freyja could still have easily taken Theoric, and left Loki. Easily too.

But even if people thought she was cold, even if she had chosen to be a Valkyrie, to search for her missing husband, she did indeed have a heart. Sigyn was the bain of her sin, the product of her deceit. Why her husband had left her. She could not bear to see her mistakes.

But she did love of her children, even if her pride didn't allow her to show it.

And this time, Loki had gone too far. Freyja's voice turned cold as she viewed the agony of her daughter.

"Naughty child. May your soul ever wander, but never find rest."

With that, Freyja stabbed him.