stormharbinger:

         _{THE platitudes tasted false, lips taking a downward turn underneath his beard. Demons were a wily sort, playing games of the mind and the tongue that Thor had never had the patience to become adept at. Loki had been his point of reference and guide, the experiences the only thing serving to keep him on edge with the hellspawn.} 

❝  I am Asgardian, I shall live longer than your wretched kind. Most assuredly longer than you, if that was a threat.  ❞ Electricity crackled along his fingers and forearms, blindingly blue and white hot, intended to intimidate and serve as a warning. 

❝  Unless of course, you are mistaken there too. It would not serve you well to threaten me, now would it? What is your purpose demon, for it is likely not to irritate me?  ❞

            _{❝ Promises promises, ❞ he mused lowly. ❝ For all that bark, I fail to see real bite, Asgardian. ❞ While Ky could have gone for name calling, he decided to be above that – something, that felt like the other wasn’t entirely above. No matter, he could work with this either way. It just meant that he had to chose his words a bit more carefully. ❝ I’ve been mistaken many times, but don’t think of it as a threat. ❞ A slight grin begain to spread across his lips. ❝ Instead, think about it as a simple statement – nothing more and nothing less. ❞ Of course, he could have said more, but instead, he decided to take a step forward, and change the subject. ❝ As for why i’m here? Personally, I don’t believe you’re truly worthy of that information. ❞}