It took him some time to realize he was still breathing. He took in a breath, and exhaled slowly. He looked at the guards..he knew if he made himself invisible that this would alarm everyone immediately and he knew he was being watched intensely. Odin, and Thor did not see him in this time. He heard from various guards and other "representatives" that he was to have his trial in front of Odin, Thor and many of the other gods of Asgard. He looked disgusted and contemplative at this time..and hurt. Why should this family, who wasn't even his technically have such a heavy sway on his existence?
How long had he been there, tied to this damn tree? Days? Weeks? Months? When would the dreams stop? the haunting images of all those dead Valkaries clawing at this face, ripping limbs from body and throwing them into the abyss. He very suddenly had an idea...and this brought the smile back to his face. He tried not to smile to wide, as the guards would surely know something is amiss. He watched the sky turn dark, the galaxies and stars brightly guiding him and lighting his way.
"They forgot who my father was..my true father." He whispered as he channeled his strength. He channeled his Frost Giant side, which while living with the Chutari, he had put aside. They had taught him their ways..and in his infectious desire to shed everything involving Asgard and his true Jotunheim roots and strange beginnings.
"How you have forgotten how I murdered my own father.." He gave a bitter grin. He was talking to the night air, glaring at it as he did so. He kept his voice low though, and did not draw much attention to himself. He focused on the flesh of his arms, which were bruised and bloody from the chains. He focused until his skin started to turn blue and the metal literally burned right off. It hissed and popped but he very quickly caught it with his hand, and it disinagrated under his touch. He laughed, he had to! And he streched momentarily, before the first guard noticed, and then he licked his lips, and grabbed the man's arms. The man, stupid as he was started screaming as the flesh burnt off of him. Loki laughed, knowing he did not possess the physical strength, so he would multiply himself, and create the illusion that there were many, many more of him, then of the poor pathetic guards. These were no Asgardians, these were..unworthy, like him. So how very correct it be, he was is "natural state" with the eyes of red, instead of the blue, blue they were.
He set mirages of himself up throughout the courtyard, and by now the guards were mounds of burnt flesh. And he could escape. He would have to mask himself from Heimdall however, that was growing very tiresome. He would have to do something about that, and soon. The frosted state he had put him in a year ago, had not been enough to overtake the God. Luckily, he could trick his way out of that.
"Winter has come to Asgard.." He mused, as he found himself at the doorway, and free from the rock, and free from the courtyard..free again. No restraint. He glided down the hall and with a wave, made himself invisble. Quickly, and without much thought of another option, he went to the bifrost..Oh, Heimdall..Loki has returned..and he needs to go back to Earth now..regardless of your wishes...
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