:bulletgreen: The Orchard is Mine :bulletgreen:
“Give it to me, Midgardian!”
“Dude, this one is mine! You can’t have it! Go get your own.”
Loki glared at the human woman who thwarted him, huffing her name indignantly, “Oracle. . . Hand it over. You have my word I shall leave you in peace: once it is mine.”
The young woman of 21, named Oracle, shook her electric colored head, her storm blue eyes dancing with amusement at the annoyed Trickster. They had been arguing for almost three full minutes now, and it had gotten somewhat ridiculous.
“I’m sorry Loki, but you can’t have my