Look What You Made Me Do: Part Two (Loki and Thor)

[itvaries]

Once he was safely out of sight of Dodger - and yes, he definitely checked to make sure his son wasn't sneaking after him - he allowed his rage to finally surface.
The first victim was an innocent vase that happened to be in the hallway outside his quarters, siezed and hurled against the wall with an incoherent yell.

Just about anybody in the castle knew to stay away when they heard Loki's voice echoing around the hallways as he ranted, cloak flowing behind him as he marched to the armoury. When his London disguise had melted away for his normal clothes, he didn't entirely know, but it's far more satisfying to sweep around in an angry rage when you're wearing a cape, it just is.

There were a very small number of people who'd dare approach Loki when he was in such a mood, and even fewer he actually wanted to see.

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[allyofmidgard]

Thor had been in his own quarters, enjoying a rare period of respite from all his own activities when a servant had entered to tell him of his brother's arrival and his rage. Of course, Thor had heard the yell, but knowing Loki it could have been something as simple as him just disliking a thing. Rage... Rage was not something that often came upon his brother.

So of course, he went looking, making his way to the quarters his brother had and wondering what had caused such anger.

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When Thor entered, Loki was piling weapons upon the bed, everything that he found that was not a weapon was tossed aside with annoyance.

"I'm going to rip his entrails out through his nose," he hissed "I-Thor. What are you doing here?"

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"Nice to see you too," Thor commented, walking over to pick up one of the weapons, testing the weight of it automatically in his hand. "Your anger has been scaring the servants again," he added, light humour in his voice, "and they asked me to come and see if company would calm you." There was a look to say they both knew that was not likely. Thor flipped the weapon easily in his hand, glancing down at the pile Loki had made.

"What undertaking has you amassing such a collection?" He asked, setting the one he had picked up down again. "Such an assortment is not your usual when it comes to battle." Loki prefer more subtle methods, tricks and slyness. Thor would take people head on with a weapon. It worked well for them both.

"Loki. What's wrong?"

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The faint huff of laughter that met Thor’s joke was grim and ill-humoured. He had no time for servants' finer feelings right now, it wasn't like he was angry with any of them.

"I have a number of people to horribly slaughter." He said bluntly "I would prefer a selection of tools to do the job."

"But maybe you're right..." he picked up one of his favourite daggers "perhaps this is all I really need... " he glanced up to meet Thor’s gaze, already guessing his brother was going to try and talk him out of his rampage

"They hurt my son."

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"I have a number of people to horrible slaughter."

Thor did not roll his eyes at that statement, even though he very strongly wanted to. How many times had he heard those words from Loki? Usually over some very minor slight that didn't even warrant any type of payback whatsoever. For the God of Mischief, he could be very petty when the mood struck him. But then... then Thor was thrown, body stiffening and face darkening.

"...Son?"

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Ah. Loki paused. This was that conversation he hadn't been looking forward to having, but now that Dodger was here he would have to come clean. He bit back on his rage and turned to face Thor, this was too serious to try and sidestep and he couldn't run the risk that Thor would stop him, he had to make his brother understand just how deserved his retribution was.

"My son. Jack. His mother named him. He's... been living on Midgard. I visit him when I can, and on the latest visit I have learned some very unpleasant things that people need to be punished for."

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"You have a son," Thor said slowly, "named Jack." It was ... not a name he would have thought of for one of his brother's children. "Jack Lokison... It has a ring to it," he said slowly, nodding. It was a good name, a strong name. It would be one that people would respect throughout the realms. "...You have had a son for years now, and I have not met him." There was some accusation there, but only slight.

"What's happened?" His voice was serious, prepared for any action that needed to be taken.

[itvaries]

Jack Lokison did have a good ring to it, he'd always thought so - because of course he'd never thought of the boy as anything else since he'd first heard of him. He didn't really want to talk to Thor about why he's never mentioned Jack, maybe deep down it was because he knew it was about having some family that looked up to him, someone to whom he was the best. Instead he moved on to the detail of why he needed to get to the killing.

"Jack is a pickpocket, he works for an old crook named Fagin. It turns out the bastard has also been whoring him out. My son, Thor, warming the bed of some stranger just to make this man some coin. As though he doesn't have the talent to steal all the coin he'd ever need."

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The thunder roared in Thor's ear. Some person - some crook - thought they could use his kin for the sake of making some pitiful amount of coin? No wonder his brother wanted to slaughter them. He cast a glance at the weaponry gathered.

"I do not think we have enough here," he said, voice tight with barely controlled anger. "How old is he? Jack?"

[itvaries]

For a moment, Loki thought about denying him, because this was his revenge and he would have it his way. But Thor cut a far more threatening figure than he did, and they deserved to be scared. Yes, he would allow his brother to help with this, they would slaughter his son's enemies and then drink to their deaths.

"Fourteen." He knew the number would only stoke Thor’s anger further, but this was a fury he was glad to share.

He wondered, briefly, if Jack ought to join them, slay his own demons, but he decides it's proper better that he doesn't. It is up to him to protect his son, to be a good father.

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Fourteen. A child. His brother's son was a child and yet this monster thought they could get away with selling him to deviants who sought to use him. No. No, this could not be borne. Thunder roared and lightning struck the air outside the palace. He raised his hand, bringing Mjolnir flying into it.

"Take me to your son's enemies, brother," he said, "and I promise they will not last."

[itvaries]

Sometimes, sometimes, Loki was envious of his brother's gifts, it would be nice to have the skies react to the enormity of one's own emotions.

Still, he had magic aplenty to compensate, so at least it wouldn't interfere with his ability to do what needed to be done. Either way there was a storm about to hit London.

"We go to the crook first. Torture him until he names every. Single. Customer. Then we kill them all."

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Thor nodded in agreement. While, by and large, torture was not condoned under Asgardian law, what Loki spoke of fell within their understanding of a blood feud. The man - the crook - had injured their kin, and they were merely enacting vengeance on said kin's behalf. That the kin in question was a child and what had been done to the child was a travesty under any laws made what they could do as vengeance become a lot wider.

"My fury is yours to use," he assured Loki.

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"Good." Loki nodded, turning towards the door. There was no time like the present, he had everything he needed and Thor had always been a simple man in his experience, as long as he had mjolnir he was usually content.

His stride was purposeful as he made his way back to the bridge, though not quite as angry as it had been before - he was saving it now, bottling it all up to be unleashed upon the men who deserved it.

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Thor followed behind. It was an imposing figure that both Princes struck, something that rightly would have struck fear into the hearts of many of Asgard's enemies. The anger brewing between them was just waiting to be released.

Thor did want to ask where his nephew was - he knew Loki would not have left him anywhere near such a situation - but there wede more information reading matters at hand.

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Loki lead the way to Heimdall, pausing briefly as he looked at the gatekeeper.

"You know where we want to go." he said bluntly. The man nodded, pressing down the sword.

"You didn't know about this, did you?" he asked, looking for confirmation not only of his son's abilities but also the fact that Heimdall hadn't known about this and not told him.

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If Heimdall was insulted - and considering what he war being accused of, it could be likely - he did not show it. After all, his Prince was showing the anger of a parent, with the fear of having failed their child. He had seen it all before.

"If I had seen, Asgard's justice would have been taken before now." There was a solemn nod as he opened the gate, looking to the Bridge.

"Loki," Thor spoke as clearly as he could manage despite the anger. "We have your son to avenge. Lead on."

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Loki gave him a steady look, momentarily ignoring Thor as he decided how to react - but Heimdall was an honourable man, he wouldn't lie about this. He nodded, once, and then glanced back at Thor.

"Indeed. Vengeance waits." he turned his face towards the newly opened way back to Midgard and steps through.

They arrive in a similar spot in London to where he left with Dodger, and Loki immediately starts striding off to Fagin's little hidey hole.

[allyofmidgard]

Thor looked around them, face falling into a frown at the first look of the area that had been home to his nephew for... well, he had no idea how long. It did not seem like the place a Prince of Asgard should be - and yes, he was already sure his brother's son would be considered as such.

"This was his home?"

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Loki didn't particularly like the expression on Thor's face, it felt like a judgement on him - but Dodger had always been an independent sort, he knew he would only rebel if Loki tried to force him to do anything.

"As much as anywhere was," he shrugged dismissively - it wasn't important, Thor could bring up his own shortcomings all day, it wasn't going to be any worse than the recriminations Loki had already given himself.

[allyofmidgard]

It was not intended to be a judgement, but it did seem odd that a child of his brother could be living somewhere that was so... very unlike Asgard. Still he tightened his grip around Mjolnir's handle, and followed his brother deeper into the underbelly, looking for the monsters they were hunting.