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Characters: Ignacio & you
Summary: Various scenarios with various peoples! Starters will be in the comments, but you're welcome to write your own if you'd like to hang out with the vamp.
Date(s): Yes, you guessed it, "various".
Warnings/Notes: Biting, blood-play, sex, language.

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[ Loki shrugs. ]

There are many animals aligned with the Trickster totem, though not all are my purview.

Which do you prefer?

[ he asked, his own green eyes curious as he wished to learn more about this interesting so-called god. ]

[ Loki glances at him briefly. ]

Birds. I like the idea of flight.

You only like the idea? Have you not experienced it for yourself?

It is one of the more trickier forms. I can, but I have not made a habit of it.

I enjoy a bat, myself. Which do you prefer?

I am fond of the kestrel. The ones on Asgard had gold tips on the ends of their wings.

Does it hold a special meaning for you or is it for the aesthetic value?

Most Asgardian things hold special value now. They've all passed on.

[ Ignacio looked startled at that. ]

... all? Loki, your people are gone?

They perished not long ago. Save for a handful, we are all that's left of our world.

I... cannot even imagine. Was this due to Destiny?

No.

[ A pause. ]

My sister.

But why? Why would she destroy all of your people?!

[ He realized his voice was getting too loud, too much. He closed his eyes in an attempt to calm himself, and rose his hand in apology. ]

Forgive me. I am asking far too much of you. Your affairs are your own.

I did not mean to speak of such a somber subject.

[ Hmm. Loki makes a note of it. ]

She had her own plans. And she was not one to brook disagreements.

[ It was then that Ignacio fell silent. It was a silence that dragged before before he finally spoke again. ]

And now you are here, to save the world where your people no longer exist?

[ Loki bristles. ]

My people are alive. Remnants, pieces, but alive.

You said that they perished.

And I also said some exist.

Enough died to make us an endangered species.

I see. Would you be able to rebuild?

Hopefully.

[ Of course they're here. Time's passing shouldn't affect their ark but Loki . . . worries, despite himself. They're his people too now. Hopefully. What a strange word to pass through Loki's lips. ]