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Log: Midnight snack.
May. 22nd, 2012 09:24 pmWhen Loki and Sigyn had returned to Asgard from visiting Jane the two had appeared directly in their chambers. Loki had expected that no one would have noticed them gone even though they had vanished for more then three days and Loki was not even suppose to be leaving Asgard as it was. He had made his situation worse before they had left by refusing to speak to Odin or Frigga at all since his public punishments had ended. He had mostly kept to himself be it reading or working on improving his magic.
He had spent the better part of the night since the return sleeping, the trip back and forth with another had drained him more then he had expected both directions. So while the rest of the palace was asleep Loki stumbled from the room, leaving Sigyn in bed to sleep on while he ventured for the kitchen. He was starving and food was all his mind could focus on. Figuring a late night snack would be no harm to any surely there was always someone down there working and shamed or not he was still one of the princes.
His hair was a little messy and his eyes tired as he entered the large kitchen, moving to lean on one of the large counters he was brought a large mug of mead and the cook whom was still working already perpareing for the mornings meal had something already set aside for the younger Prince. He had taken to doing this more often then he would like to admit. he would eat very little at the banquet and end up down in the kitchen before morning after something else.
He had spent the better part of the night since the return sleeping, the trip back and forth with another had drained him more then he had expected both directions. So while the rest of the palace was asleep Loki stumbled from the room, leaving Sigyn in bed to sleep on while he ventured for the kitchen. He was starving and food was all his mind could focus on. Figuring a late night snack would be no harm to any surely there was always someone down there working and shamed or not he was still one of the princes.
His hair was a little messy and his eyes tired as he entered the large kitchen, moving to lean on one of the large counters he was brought a large mug of mead and the cook whom was still working already perpareing for the mornings meal had something already set aside for the younger Prince. He had taken to doing this more often then he would like to admit. he would eat very little at the banquet and end up down in the kitchen before morning after something else.
