the VOICE
"Truly, dragons are among my most favourite of creatures." Blue light flashes against the icy walls as the Voice appears. Electricity sparks from her fingertips, crackling merrily like static as she gazes at the dark dragonling.
"Teleportation is like...puzzle pieces being taken apart and put back together again. You'd had that done to you a few times before you learned to teleport, but this little darling is used to having her body reassembled yet. But it will come, with time."
A hand extended towards Loki's nose, suddenly a raw bit of flesh appeared in her outstretched palm.
"Teleportation is like...puzzle pieces being taken apart and put back together again. You'd had that done to you a few times before you learned to teleport, but this little darling is used to having her body reassembled yet. But it will come, with time."
A hand extended towards Loki's nose, suddenly a raw bit of flesh appeared in her outstretched palm.
