( this is it. this is how they die: surrounded in old dusty books, having tickle wars. billy laughs just as hard, tears prickling the corners of his eyes from how hard he's laughing and it really only gets worse as loki keeps talking through it. he has to stop for a moment, take a deep breath in, chokes mid breath because loki's still going at it and-- )
This--isn't even Asgard! ( if it was he wouldn't be sitting here having wars with loki! ) This's, ( hands up loki's ribs, that seemed to be where he was sensitive most before. when he speaks again, magic laces his tongue, though it's a little hard when he can't breathe. ) uh--for. for Narnia?
( which shifts the entire area around them to a wide open field, grassy plains, and forestry around it. it's an illusion, obviously, but it's a very nicely made one. )
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This--isn't even Asgard! ( if it was he wouldn't be sitting here having wars with loki! ) This's, ( hands up loki's ribs, that seemed to be where he was sensitive most before. when he speaks again, magic laces his tongue, though it's a little hard when he can't breathe. ) uh--for. for Narnia?
( which shifts the entire area around them to a wide open field, grassy plains, and forestry around it. it's an illusion, obviously, but it's a very nicely made one. )