the more you love someone, the more you want to kill them.

[onedirectiony]

[ Loki maneuvered his way from the back of the crowd. He didn't want to be right in the front, but he wanted to be sure that anyone on the stage would be able to hear and see him, if he were to speak up in the middle of the ceremony. He had never seen anything like it. Back where he came from, they never did anything like Kings or Queens of heroes. They just had heroes. There were people in charge, and people who helped, but nothing like this.

He watched everything for a few moments, before getting bored. He lifted up one hand, and in the loudest voice, he shouted. ]

Karina!

[ He waves his hand. ]

Hey -- hey you, Karina!

[ He wouldn't stay long, but...well, he did have enough time to drop in on her and perhaps spend a few moments getting under her skin -- his favorite hobby. ]

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[onedirectiony]

As long as I please.

[ Stubborn. ]

I mean, maybe not for an extended period of time, since I can just come right back. The fun of magic.

How long would make you the angriest?