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The Way Things Were	By : LuciferDragon Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Thor Views: 2155 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 14
Almost a month passed without incident. No word had risen that would indicate Malak had resurfaced. The confrontation at the park had not reached national news, much to the relief of the hidden souls.
Dyre progressed through her lessons quickly, since they found a rewards system they could both enjoy. While he showed her spells to protect herself, he mainly taught her ways to help with her healing. She found she had an affinity for it, and quickly surpassed what he could teach her. They found a wounded dog on the porch of the beach house one morning, and so for a lesson, he had her diagnose and heal it. Faster than he gave her credit for, she healed the creature and sent it on its way.
Over the month, other emotions began to progress. The intimacy became more than just a reward for doing well. Instead it was almost a necessity. Dyre at least felt the shift, but never said anything about it. She was afraid to ruin what they had, and so accepted it for what it was.
While not learning how to tame her magical abilities, or being left unable to walk for a few minutes after her rewards, she spent time by and in the water. Some humans who also lived in the area would come close, but not close enough to bother her besides her irritating neighbors.
That particular day, however, it seemed her neighbors were hosting a party, interrupting her peaceful lull. She scowled at the noise, barely noticing a presence sit next to her in the sand.
"I know that look," Loki said, glancing where she was. "Let them have their fun. You have yours."
"Oh, I intend to." She nodded towards a busty brunette who was serving a volleyball to her friends. "That's the wife of the owner. Or girlfriend. Or mistress even. I haven't given a damn to figure it out."
"What about her?"
"She irritates me."
He chuckled. "Is that right?"
"Not without reason. She knows when I'm out here, and so attempts to make the most noise she can, and attempts to flaunt her man in front of me, as if I cared. Now I see she does it to everyone she knows. You can see it in how they all look at her."
Indeed, all the guests at the woman's party seemed to look at her with some form of ill-contempt, either mild or extreme. The woman adjusted the strapless top that had slipped down her chest a bit and proceeded with her game.
Watching her do so made Dyre grin. "And I know just how to make her party more fantastic." She pointed towards the woman while reaching for her source of power. Immediately, the hooks for the woman's top broke off, and the material fell to the sand, leaving all the guests stunned. The woman didn't even seem to notice as she spiked the ball, hitting her husband/boyfriend in the head. When she saw what was keeping everyone's attention, she shrieked and attempted to find her missing top.
Dyre looked on in glee as the dog she had saved two weeks ago came trotting up to her, the colorful top held in his bushy jaws. "That was not part of the plan, but I have to admit I like where it went."
Loki laughed as well. "I'm beginning to like this dog now. That woman looks absolutely mortified. Ah, she ran inside."
Dyre rubbed the tangled mess of fur that was her newest partner in crime. "That's a good boy, Markku. Living up to your name."
The dog merely sat in the sand, wiggling against the scratches in doggy glee.
"You made the mistake of naming it. Now we'll never get rid of it."
"Him," she corrected. "We'll never get rid of him. Besides, I like him more than the hunting dogs I was exposed to. At least this one here has a gentle heart. And he likes to cause trouble." They fell into a comfortable silence broken by the ocean and Markku's happy panting. When they were like this, she could almost forget that she was in hiding, that hardship had fallen in her life. She could imagine a quiet life, away from the demanding job of healer.
At times, she caught herself acting like her mother would to her father, scolding and laughing, and she began to understand what her mother had tried to teach her about the opposite sex years ago. "If you can find a man who makes you laugh more than he makes you angry, stick with him." She couldn't help a soft hum of a laugh from escaping her throat.
"And what has you laughing now?"
"Just thinking about something my mother said about men when I was younger."
"That we think with external organs and not our heads?"
"No, no," she giggled. "Not that. I'm just finding humor in how right she was when she said that I should stay with a man who can make me laugh more than make me angry." She nudged his shoulder with her own. "Thank you for everything you've done so far."
"I'd feel guilty if I left you on your own with magic you knew nothing about. And with a newly woken lust you cannot seem to slake."
She slapped his arm softly. "That's entirely besides the point."
"Is it? Why don't I take you inside and tie you up again so you can tell me otherwise?"
Despite the heat, a shiver went down her spine. "Later. I've got a bit on my mind right now that would ruin the mood." She ran her fingers through Markku's fur, combing out tangles in the process. "I hope she is well. My mother."
"If she were not, we would have heard so."
"Yes, I know, but I mean… Her husband was murdered, Loki. That is not something you take lightly, no matter what the circumstances. I know I could not deal with it if…" She felt her face flush and she kept her attention on Markku. "She is a strong woman, but she loved my father despite his recent faults. He treated her like a queen, did everything he could for her. Never forgot their anniversary, or her birthday." She smiled. "The gifts were never much, but they were full of love. From the time I was a little girl and could understand the looks my father gave her, I wanted that. It was like a secret they shared, and I wanted my own secret." She glanced at him then. "Silly whims of a little girl, I know, but I think we all want it for our own."
"It isn't entirely preposterous. From what I understand, even Midgardian women plan their weddings from young ages." He looked over to the party again, seeing a couple entangled in a loving embrace as the young man lifted his woman up, hearing her squeal in delight even from such a far distance away. "You'll find your secret someday, I suspect. Those things cannot be rushed."
A wave of disappointment washed over her. She knew then that she was the only one who had a change in emotion over the month they had been together. Feeling sullied and used, she stood, not bothering to brush the sand off her shorts. "I'll be sure to introduce you to him when I do," she said and motioned for Markku to follow her back into the house. She let the mutt in first and slammed the door behind her, knowing the sound would travel out to where Loki sat. "I am an idiot, Markku."
The dog cocked his head to the side, an ear raised in curiosity.
"I'm feeling exactly what I told Thor I was not feeling four weeks ago." She leaned on the kitchen counter, pulling at her blackened hair. "What a stupid thing to tell him. I should have kept my mouth shut." She looked to the dog. "Am I foolish for wanting more than sex?"
The dog merely whined and tilted his head the other way, though padded up to her and nudged her leg.
She couldn't help the sad smile that slipped. "Yes, I suppose I shouldn't expect anything else from a god whose passion is mischief. At least I can count on you to show me love, can't I Markku?" She left the kitchen to retreat into her room, not noticing she had been standing next to an open window with a god hiding just out of view.
He clenched his jaw and looked out to the sea, trying to forget the disappointment and pain that had laced her words. "Foolish woman…"
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