[Loki smirks, dark and wide, as the man across from his crouches. It’s clear he will try to run. That is no fun. Loki could hardly let him go. His people would never forgive him if he let an intruder go.]
I [Loki begins, his voice loud and commanding, using ever bit of his godly power (that he has available anyway) to portray his strength.] am the King of Jotunheim and you would do well to learn your place, insolent wench.
[Lestat is fast, very fast, but so is Loki. He turns as Loki moves to pass him, sending out a (unfortunately small) burst of ice from his fingertips, creating a slippery patch on the floor just in front of Lestat right before he moves to tackle him before he can leave the room.]
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I [Loki begins, his voice loud and commanding, using ever bit of his godly power (that he has available anyway) to portray his strength.] am the King of Jotunheim and you would do well to learn your place, insolent wench.
[Lestat is fast, very fast, but so is Loki. He turns as Loki moves to pass him, sending out a (unfortunately small) burst of ice from his fingertips, creating a slippery patch on the floor just in front of Lestat right before he moves to tackle him before he can leave the room.]