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"It seems a lot more complex than the rest of the universe, that is for sure, but, the universe in itself is complicated." He thought over what she has told him so far, intrigued.

Cynthia nodded , looking over at him. ” but I feel very safe here..no need to watch my backside…” she told him.

"Well, even here there are times for that. The woods hold its own monsters that one must take head of." He set his chalice down and away from him, leaning back in his seat.

“Better than Skyrim still…” she said softly and stretched her arms out . She gave a small yawn , rubbing the back of her neck. “I can actually relax , for once, here…” she grinned at him.

"Relax as much as you will. Asgard is in peace for now, so it’s be best to enjoy it." He felt silent for a moment, "What do you see in a life?" It was a random question, but he as feeling random and inquiry today.

Cynthia blinked at the question and tilted her head curiously, “What do you mean? “. She wasn’t sure what that question meant.

"Well, you tend to speak so lightly of yours… saying you should have died. It would seem like you d not value life very much, but I would like to know what you feel about life and what makes a life."

“Well Loki…I was a sell sword…. Not all the people I killed had Justifiable deaths…..” she said to him, ” when you live in skyrim it’s hard to value life…even ifs it’s the only thing you have…”.
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Brother Bear Appreciation Week

Day 3: Favourite Quotes

LET ME TELL YOU WHY THIS IS ONE OF THE MOST IMPORTANT, UNDERRATED DISNEY FILMS OF ALL TIME OKAY:

1. It teaches kids that we should never judge others by their appearance or what we’ve seen on the surface.

2. It teaches kids that despite if we’ve been taught to be afraid of or hate something or someone that looks/acts differently than us, we should learn and try to understand them before we judge them.

3. It teaches that two sides that may hate each other don’t always have to stay that way - they can learn and grown from each other’s mistakes.

4. It teaches that hatred is not always the answer; to listen, to step back, and see through someone else’s eyes. It teaches patience, understanding, and wisdom.

5. IT TEACHES CHILDREN THAT PEOPLE CAN BE FORGIVEN AND DO BETTER.

6. It teaches children that even if you make a mistake, you can learn and grow from it like Kenai.

Seriously I just love this movie to pieces it is so important to me and I wish more people knew/watched it because wtf it’s AMAZING.

NOT TO MENTION THE ENTIRE CAST IS POC AND CULTURE WISE IT IS RESPECTFUL AND IT IS JUST A GREAT MOVIE OKAY

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"It seems a lot more complex than the rest of the universe, that is for sure, but, the universe in itself is complicated." He thought over what she has told him so far, intrigued.

Cynthia nodded , looking over at him. ” but I feel very safe here..no need to watch my backside…” she told him.

"Well, even here there are times for that. The woods hold its own monsters that one must take head of." He set his chalice down and away from him, leaning back in his seat.

“Better than Skyrim still…” she said softly and stretched her arms out . She gave a small yawn , rubbing the back of her neck. “I can actually relax , for once, here…” she grinned at him.

"Relax as much as you will. Asgard is in peace for now, so it’s be best to enjoy it." He felt silent for a moment, "What do you see in a life?" It was a random question, but he as feeling random and inquiry today.

Cynthia blinked at the question and tilted her head curiously, “What do you mean? “. She wasn’t sure what that question meant.
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"It seems a lot more complex than the rest of the universe, that is for sure, but, the universe in itself is complicated." He thought over what she has told him so far, intrigued.

Cynthia nodded , looking over at him. ” but I feel very safe here..no need to watch my backside…” she told him.

"Well, even here there are times for that. The woods hold its own monsters that one must take head of." He set his chalice down and away from him, leaning back in his seat.

“Better than Skyrim still…” she said softly and stretched her arms out . She gave a small yawn , rubbing the back of her neck. “I can actually relax , for once, here…” she grinned at him.
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"It seems a lot more complex than the rest of the universe, that is for sure, but, the universe in itself is complicated." He thought over what she has told him so far, intrigued.

Cynthia nodded , looking over at him. ” but I feel very safe here..no need to watch my backside…” she told him.

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"I-…" He didn’t know what did he intend by that kiss? He didn’t know, "No?" He made his response a question on purpose.

Cynthia nodded , regretting she asked that. But she smiled at him anyway ,”a…alright heh…..”. She didn’t know if the kiss meant anything and she didn’t want to get her hopes up.

After a moment, he cleared his throat, feeling awkward, “Mmm… Why don’t we go have dinner? It will be getting late soon.”

Cynthia gave a nod and coughed slightly. “Of course , let’s go…” she said to him and brushed herself off.

Over the weeks, he slowly stopped putting his hand at the small of her back, but today he felt protective, and broke his original resolve and started his habit back up.

Cynthia looked up at him when he did so and licked her lips. She sat next to him when they arrived at the dining table. She would eat more than she usually did, being use to Asgard now.

Food finished, he sat there drinking wine, like he normally did. It was quiet, just as he like it. He pondered over their exchange earlier.

Cynthia looked over at Loki and gave him a slight smile. She didn’t say anything , just sat there . Sipping her wine.

"… Tell me about your life before Asgard? You did say you would if it told you about my Jotun form, and I technically did."

“Well before Asgard , I was a sell sword…..I would assist anyone for coin….but didn’t like it in Skyrim. ..too much death, war, suffering….. greed and /hatred/…..” she started.

He nodded, letting her know he was listening. He found the world she lived in intriguing, and ominous at the same time. Death she said. He wondered just how much.

“Always had to keep eyes on the sky and on my back….didn’t want to be snatched by a dragon have my throat slit by an assassin. There was also discrimination and children being made orphans….” she said looking to the ceiling, ” No one was safe, even in the woods…”.

"It sounds terrible." He commented, shaking his head, "It is amazing you were able to stay alive."

“Me too….pffttt…” she gave a soft laugh,”barely! You remember how you saw me when you first met me, I was so close to being a gonner…”.

He paused and then also smiled, “Oh, right. How silly of me to forget.” He sighed, “But, still, you are still alive, it is a miracle.” He winked at her.

Cynthia chuckled and rolled her eyes softly at him. ” I was just glad no spriggions where there….they’re the guardian creatures that love their forests more that anything….” she said to him,”Oh yes many strange, frightening and interesting creatures ruled Skyrim. ..”.
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"I-…" He didn’t know what did he intend by that kiss? He didn’t know, "No?" He made his response a question on purpose.

Cynthia nodded , regretting she asked that. But she smiled at him anyway ,”a…alright heh…..”. She didn’t know if the kiss meant anything and she didn’t want to get her hopes up.

After a moment, he cleared his throat, feeling awkward, “Mmm… Why don’t we go have dinner? It will be getting late soon.”

Cynthia gave a nod and coughed slightly. “Of course , let’s go…” she said to him and brushed herself off.

Over the weeks, he slowly stopped putting his hand at the small of her back, but today he felt protective, and broke his original resolve and started his habit back up.

Cynthia looked up at him when he did so and licked her lips. She sat next to him when they arrived at the dining table. She would eat more than she usually did, being use to Asgard now.

Food finished, he sat there drinking wine, like he normally did. It was quiet, just as he like it. He pondered over their exchange earlier.

Cynthia looked over at Loki and gave him a slight smile. She didn’t say anything , just sat there . Sipping her wine.

"… Tell me about your life before Asgard? You did say you would if it told you about my Jotun form, and I technically did."

“Well before Asgard , I was a sell sword…..I would assist anyone for coin….but didn’t like it in Skyrim. ..too much death, war, suffering….. greed and /hatred/…..” she started.

He nodded, letting her know he was listening. He found the world she lived in intriguing, and ominous at the same time. Death she said. He wondered just how much.

“Always had to keep eyes on the sky and on my back….didn’t want to be snatched by a dragon have my throat slit by an assassin. There was also discrimination and children being made orphans….” she said looking to the ceiling, ” No one was safe, even in the woods…”.

"It sounds terrible." He commented, shaking his head, "It is amazing you were able to stay alive."

“Me too….pffttt…” she gave a soft laugh,”barely! You remember how you saw me when you first met me, I was so close to being a gonner…”.
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"I-…" He didn’t know what did he intend by that kiss? He didn’t know, "No?" He made his response a question on purpose.

Cynthia nodded , regretting she asked that. But she smiled at him anyway ,”a…alright heh…..”. She didn’t know if the kiss meant anything and she didn’t want to get her hopes up.

After a moment, he cleared his throat, feeling awkward, “Mmm… Why don’t we go have dinner? It will be getting late soon.”

Cynthia gave a nod and coughed slightly. “Of course , let’s go…” she said to him and brushed herself off.

Over the weeks, he slowly stopped putting his hand at the small of her back, but today he felt protective, and broke his original resolve and started his habit back up.

Cynthia looked up at him when he did so and licked her lips. She sat next to him when they arrived at the dining table. She would eat more than she usually did, being use to Asgard now.

Food finished, he sat there drinking wine, like he normally did. It was quiet, just as he like it. He pondered over their exchange earlier.

Cynthia looked over at Loki and gave him a slight smile. She didn’t say anything , just sat there . Sipping her wine.

"… Tell me about your life before Asgard? You did say you would if it told you about my Jotun form, and I technically did."

“Well before Asgard , I was a sell sword…..I would assist anyone for coin….but didn’t like it in Skyrim. ..too much death, war, suffering….. greed and /hatred/…..” she started.

He nodded, letting her know he was listening. He found the world she lived in intriguing, and ominous at the same time. Death she said. He wondered just how much.

“Always had to keep eyes on the sky and on my back….didn’t want to be snatched by a dragon have my throat slit by an assassin. There was also discrimination and children being made orphans….” she said looking to the ceiling, ” No one was safe, even in the woods…”.
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"I-…" He didn’t know what did he intend by that kiss? He didn’t know, "No?" He made his response a question on purpose.

Cynthia nodded , regretting she asked that. But she smiled at him anyway ,”a…alright heh…..”. She didn’t know if the kiss meant anything and she didn’t want to get her hopes up.

After a moment, he cleared his throat, feeling awkward, “Mmm… Why don’t we go have dinner? It will be getting late soon.”

Cynthia gave a nod and coughed slightly. “Of course , let’s go…” she said to him and brushed herself off.

Over the weeks, he slowly stopped putting his hand at the small of her back, but today he felt protective, and broke his original resolve and started his habit back up.

Cynthia looked up at him when he did so and licked her lips. She sat next to him when they arrived at the dining table. She would eat more than she usually did, being use to Asgard now.

Food finished, he sat there drinking wine, like he normally did. It was quiet, just as he like it. He pondered over their exchange earlier.

Cynthia looked over at Loki and gave him a slight smile. She didn’t say anything , just sat there . Sipping her wine.

"… Tell me about your life before Asgard? You did say you would if it told you about my Jotun form, and I technically did."

“Well before Asgard , I was a sell sword…..I would assist anyone for coin….but didn’t like it in Skyrim. ..too much death, war, suffering….. greed and /hatred/…..” she started.