*Really wants to tug that frock off of Fandral but dares not interrupt Sif. #NoDeathWishHere #ALRP_Christmas

THE FROCK STAYS ON. #ALRP_Christmas

He fails to raise his hands to clap. He is enlightened, and in awe, of the fierce and gentle heart, of the Lady Warrior. #ALRP_Christmas

The knight of Asgard offers a boyish smile, rarely seen, barely recognized, and turns his eyes from Sif to his drink as he claps. #ALRPXmas

Is distracted from his boyish blush to find his clothes returned. Despite all, he offers a hand over the heart to ~ #ALRP_Christmas

~ Loki, followed by an honest nod. No hard feelings, from one to the other. #ALRP_Christmas

Aye, for this night, dear Fandral, the truce is alive. #ALRP_Christmas

"Well said, Lady Sif." The Knight offers Lady Sif. It was in earnest. He wondered if she knew that. #ALRP_Christmas

*The Knight's brows rose at Fury's words. This man was righteous. This was a man, and a company, he could follow to the end* #ALRP_Christmas

My dear ＬＯＫＩ, you have not yet /l i v e d/ till you see one... #ALRP_Christmas

The Knight clears his throat, and rises, offering a hand to Lady Sif, an invitation to dance."Indulge a fool, good Sif?" ALRP_Christmas

Be grateful it's not real snow. You're welcome. Merry Christmas. #ALRP_Christmas

*Immediately perks up* I heard of Mistletoe?

Well, really Loki, I'm HARDLY complaining. *Hands on hips, he awaits the second kisser of the night...*

{{ #SifdralIsHappening #SIFDRALISHAPPENING AND THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW IT }}

On those notes, must I return to the Golden City. Norns bless you, kind companions, and may your days be bright and fruitful!