[Loki and Val] unofficial arbor day

[st_ratagem]

Without an axe, breaking down a tree was a tough proposition. Loki worked a transformation on one of his knives, rendering it serrated, close to a saw. Breaking down the tree to component parts was a challenge, but it had to be done. Ash branched vertically from the trunk on a true mountain ash, which this was, which meant that any branch could conceivably make a decent staff. There was no ‘smaller branches at the top nonsense’.

Because he’d asked for help hauling, Loki was handling the breakdown himself, which meant that he was more casually dressed than usual in jeans and a t-shirt; his usual Asgardian leathers or Midgardian suits were not for working in.

He’d hacked off two branches by the time he became aware he had company. “If you’re not Valkyrie, you’ll just have to cope with the hallway being full of tree.”

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[st_allionofdoom]

“Quite the gentleman.” Valkyrie was amazed she could keep a straight face saying it. If Loki was content to stay underfoot, she was content to lean her weight into the point of contact, bouncing it off of his chest a bit. Finally relenting, she stepped back a pace.

“I helped you move the tree. May as well keep you in one piece to finish whatever you had in mind.”

[st_ratagem]

Loki stood up and stretched a little, just to double-check that his ribs were intact. (They were.) It also gave him a moment to breathe, so that when he spoke his tone was almost a purr. "Next time, then."

[st_allionofdoom]

"Maybe when you've got your staff. Spice things up." Valkyrie gave a back-handed pat to where she'd dug her foot in not a minute ago and strode to the door. The job was done, and she'd got a bit extra out of it to boot.

[st_ratagem]

“It’s a date.” If she wanted to be a practice target for ice magic, Loki didn’t object. Assuming he could work something out by then, of course. Otherwise he’d probably need a backup staff for when her Dragonfang split the first one in two.