Loki and Ingrid 32
Mind Games “Aaaaaaaiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” I hear an earsplitting scream from down the hall where I am walking, and I turn on my heels and run. I kick open the door to see Lyd screaming at the top of her lungs. “You’re not allowed to use magic on me! It’s cursed! Cursed!” Auuugghhhhh!” “I saved your life, idiot.” “I hate you.” “Good.” “But you’re freaking me out with your Asgardian magic!” “Stop, okay? I learned everything from my mother—” “Asgardians. And their magic, their warfare; it’s all the same. Destruction.” “Don’t talk about my mother that way!” “Stop.” “Ingrid? What are you--?” “You two have to stop arguing!” “Why?” Lyd laughs, “It’s fun!” “Really?” “Yeah! More fun than sitting around outside that dump on Zephenare.” “I thought you liked it there.” “Ah, nevermind. Ju