The storm is nothing to fear ....

[doeswhathewants]

Who: Claire and Loki (Open to HoA peeps)
When: Whenever Claire Moves into the HoA
Where: HoA
Summary: Claire moves in and Loki is excite that she is safe in the little ant farm.
Warnings: EXCESSIVE AMOUNTS OF CUTE.... no really, nothing.



It wasn't that he trusted Crowley not to take revenge- he didn't trust anyone except his brother- but he knew that when the demon did decide the time was right, vengeance would come down against Magneto himself. But that was a story and a line of thought for another day.

Now, he was simply Keeping Watch- or at least his version of it, a dozen or so magpies around the HoA, scanning with black, unblinking eyes as he tried to teach Thora to breathe fire in the common room. If Deadpool got to kill any intruders, then Loki thought it fair enough for him to use any unfortunate foes for hellhound training.

And now that Claire was here, he supposed that Deadpool would have less Keeping Watch and more Keeping Claire from Going After Sylar or Doing Anything Likewise As Foolish. A well invested venture, he was sure.

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[cheerhealer]

She shook her head, leaning against the arm rest of a chair, keeping Mr. Muggles in her arms. "Very excellent company."

She hesitated, glancing down for a brief moment. She looked back up with a grin. "Would you accept an 'it's not you, it's me'?"

[doeswhathewants]

"What is an 'it's not you, it's me?'" He asked, canting his head to one side. The phrase was not familiar to him. "Well, I suppose I can understand if you prefer to wander or be on your own. Living in a house full of people is often a bit- ah- stressful."

[cheerhealer]

Claire hoped he wouldn't have to become familiar with it.

"Just what it says- it's not anything you've done, it's all me."