Loyalty. Who will win her allegiance? Thor or Loki? (Private.)

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    Tris jerked awake at her cries, and ignoring her own wounds and weakness, went over to see if she was alright.

    maiya had cryed herself to sleep, her cheeks were red and stained with salty tears.

    Tris gently kissed her forehead, then crawled back over to Loki, collapsing in a weak pile on his lap.

    Tris cried into his shoulder. "Are you okay...? I'm scared..." she murmured.

    Tris hugged him. "I'm sorry," she whispered, closing her eyes. She hadn't healed yet, and blood was still oozing slowly from her wounds.

    ~Timeskip to morning~



    The wind was howling outside, and the damages to the house had caused several pipes to leak, leaving all three soaked in icy water.

    Tris blinked, looking up. "Morning," she grumbled sleepily. The girl was definitely not a morning person. She blinked at the water. "Maybe we should go outside and dry off..."

    Tris stumbled to her feet, and helped Loki up. Turning, she stumbled out fo the mansion, then lay back in the grass. "Who's up for a picnic?"

    Tris set out a blanket, and set a meal atop it. "Dig in whenever you like," she announced, lying in the grass. She suddenly shifted, revealing herself to be 18, and not the seven year old she had made herself look like. Tris grinned, brushing back her long red hair, and relaxing.