Good lies were always sprinkled with truth, a seed that allowed the rest of the story to become tainted with credibility. The best of lies, however, were pure fabrication told so convincingly that the universe itself believed them to be truth. In that moment, they ceased to be a lie and became something more, something between the two. It was how magic worked, telling a lie to the world and making it so it was truth.
There were no better liars than Loki. He had made an art from it, a delicate dance of manipulation so that he could be all things to all people depending on what suited his purposes at the time. Darcy, however, was clearly not a natural liar. He could see it in the nervous shine to her eyes and the twist of her fingers around the cellular phone she kept tight in her grip. She kept secrets but she did not lie, a distinction where the line became blurred and yet was as stark as night and day.
"That lie will not work." It was a firm and cold statement, though the weary set to Loki's shoulders suggested how little he had looked forward to this conversation. How much he had dreaded the moment his lies were exposed. "Jane will no doubt inform Thor of the Asgardian who assisted her when they are reunited, none are permitted upon Midgard without the word of Odin All-Father. It will surely start a hunt or be seen for the falsehood it is."
Nor did he wish to go home. If, indeed, Asgard could even be called his home any longer. Was not Jotunheim his true home? Did he not belong in the wastes of ice and snow with the other monsters? One hand raised to the other to touch involuntarily at the pale skin there, as if to feel the blue that lurked beneath. Like a cuckoo in jay's feathers, a creature masquerading as something golden and bright.
Erik Selvig already suspected he was more than he let on. He knew the myths better than most, he spoke with the sound of the old country on his tongue, it would be dangerous to place him as an Asgardian.
"We shall tell her that I lied, for I wished to become a SHIELD scientist and did not wish to admit I had simply spied upon them instead. I knew of Asgard and Mjolnir from my own research and the information I gleaned from watching the SHIELD operatives work, I became stranded in the desert after Mjolnir decimated the base in an attempt to return to its master."
no subject
There were no better liars than Loki. He had made an art from it, a delicate dance of manipulation so that he could be all things to all people depending on what suited his purposes at the time. Darcy, however, was clearly not a natural liar. He could see it in the nervous shine to her eyes and the twist of her fingers around the cellular phone she kept tight in her grip. She kept secrets but she did not lie, a distinction where the line became blurred and yet was as stark as night and day.
"That lie will not work." It was a firm and cold statement, though the weary set to Loki's shoulders suggested how little he had looked forward to this conversation. How much he had dreaded the moment his lies were exposed. "Jane will no doubt inform Thor of the Asgardian who assisted her when they are reunited, none are permitted upon Midgard without the word of Odin All-Father. It will surely start a hunt or be seen for the falsehood it is."
Nor did he wish to go home. If, indeed, Asgard could even be called his home any longer. Was not Jotunheim his true home? Did he not belong in the wastes of ice and snow with the other monsters? One hand raised to the other to touch involuntarily at the pale skin there, as if to feel the blue that lurked beneath. Like a cuckoo in jay's feathers, a creature masquerading as something golden and bright.
Erik Selvig already suspected he was more than he let on. He knew the myths better than most, he spoke with the sound of the old country on his tongue, it would be dangerous to place him as an Asgardian.
"We shall tell her that I lied, for I wished to become a SHIELD scientist and did not wish to admit I had simply spied upon them instead. I knew of Asgard and Mjolnir from my own research and the information I gleaned from watching the SHIELD operatives work, I became stranded in the desert after Mjolnir decimated the base in an attempt to return to its master."