holds up butterfly is this king midas

[survivaltricks]

WHO: some wayward thistles and visitors!
WHERE: thistle barn
WHEN: early morning, day 6

[if you're an early riser, you may see a trio of thistles— two of them covered in blood and one of them with an arm of solid gold— stumbling back to their barn!]

[it's fine!!]

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[shortforever]

Shit-

[And he just. Punches Loki.

He'll try to hit him somewhere that's currently uninjured to soften the blow a bit, Which probably means a shoulder. But he knows he has to make it hurt for the healing to work well.]

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[jesus christ, that look, that unfocused gaze--]

[Lupin lets Loki do the punching. he's grasping at Loki's hand and squeezing it as tightly as he can]

Stay with me. Okay? It'll hurt, but that's a good thing. It means you're still alive.

[literal_trainwreck]

[wheezes at the punch, but when he opens he opens his eyes again there seems to be a little more light in them]

...Shit.

[shortforever]

Hold on, I've got you.

[Punch punch punch punch]

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[giving Odin a grateful look as the healing kicks in, and some of the worst wounds being to seal up]

. . . we both do. Okay?

[nooooo dying!]

[literal_trainwreck]

[hisses and nods]

K... keep going.

[shortforever]

[He's going to move to punching somewhere else on Loki to keep from hurting that spot inadvertently.]

How's the arm looking?

[You know, thr gold one.

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[. . . glances at it. . . and frowns]

No good. It's not changing back.

[presses his lips together tightly]

Loki, can you move it?

[literal_trainwreck]

[lifts the arm from the shoulder, then lets it drop. the gold part sure isn't moving]

...It's heavy.

[shortforever]

I don't think it's changing back with the healing punches. We might have to do something else.

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[well. . . Red, Blossom, and Stormy are out, probably. . . they're likely worshippers of that devil thing??]

[Lupin lets out a sharp exhale and falls silent. he doesn't think he wants to state the obvious!!]

[literal_trainwreck]

[staring down at the arm with slowly dawning horror]

[shortforever]

[Oh he dislikes this. He dislikes it so much.]

Do you, uh, if you want, Jove could possess you. So you don't experience it.

[You know.

Cutting his arm off.]

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[LUPIN ALSO DISLIKES THIS]

[but he doesn't think that's a bad idea, and he looks over at Loki for his answer]

[literal_trainwreck]

I... I'm not afraid of a little pain.

[I mean. he is, and in the poor shape he's in he's not doing a good job of hiding it]

[shortforever]

[...]

I'm not gonna ask him to do it if you don't want it, I get wanting to keep your body to yourself. But you look terrified.

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[oh dear. calling Loki out on being afraid is--]

[he cuts in very quickly]

It's your choice, Loki.

[literal_trainwreck]

[peers down at the hand one more time, trying and failing to move his fingers. When he speaks again, his tone is one of exhaustion and defeat]

... Let's just get it over with. If Jove wants to take over so badly, let him.

[shortforever]

[Well, okay then. He looks over to Jove now.]

1/2

[cultofthesham]

Alright, boys. Let’s turn that frown-

[cultofthesham]

Upside down!

[ it is immediately and starkly obvious that Jove is now in control. Even if not for the big red spots on his cheeks, everything about Loki’s expression and posture is suddenly Not Loki. ]

1/2

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[. . . . . . . . . . . . .]

[UNSURE IF LIKE]

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[but it's for a good cause ssssso]

[to Odin]

We'll need a tourniquet.

1/2

[shortforever]

[Oh it's unsettling to be sure.]

[shortforever]

[But on the subject of tourniquets, he just. Holds up his hands.]

It's a little trickier than what I normally do, but I can do it.