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"Whom do I thank?", he kisses the back of her hand. "My, dear mother and, girl- uh, you of course Eris.."

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My seach engine said that: " Eros was the Greek god of love, son of Aphrodite and either Ares or Hermes. In some myths, he was considered a primordial god, a child of Chaos, who blessed the union of Gaia and Uranus after which the universe came into existence. "
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"What?" Eris grins. "girl..what? Please finish it."
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Loki blushes a little,"Friend...." he looks away afraid of her expression...
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He shifts uncomfortably and glances quickly at Eris and then away.

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it also says: " EROS was the mischievous god of love, a minion and constant companion of the goddess Aphrodite. The poet Hesiod first represents him as a primordial deity who emerges self-born at the beginning of time to spur procreation. "
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Eris kisses his blushing cheeks, the takes his hand, "See that wasnt very hard now was it?"
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Loki smiles at her a faint blush against his fair skin,"You would be okay with that my deceptive doll?"
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"Yes. Yes it would." She says it will alittle too much enthusiasm and then blushes a deep red, and ducks her chin against her chest.
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Freya

I make a fake gagging noise."Get a room you two." I laugh at them.
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Loki steps towards Eris slowly and then raises her head and kisses her on the lips slowly, softly and then slowly withdraws from her smiling looking from her eyes to her rose red blush to her blood red lips. "Okay," he pauses dramatically "my darling devil" then to his mother, "That is what I am going to say to you and Acky." he winks.
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Eris cannot help but to laugh, then she smacks Loki's chest. "Hey!"

She takes his hand, and looks toward the hall, "Lets go check on Sif and Juve. It has been a while. ."
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Loki grins,"Must we intrude? I think it best if mother does the mothering!", he grins at Freya.
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Freya

"Ah yes. My job. It wouldn't be the first time I've walked into anything." I jokingly eye Loki. "I'll go check on them. Be safe you two!"
I leave the room, realizing I don't actually know where they went.
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Enyo, sister of Eris

Tracking down my beloved sister wasn't hard. She leaves quite a trail, plus she's not one to hide from me. Knowing the destruction I can cause at will. I smile maliciously and enter into the hall she's in.
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Eris tugs Loki's hand, as a question. "C'mon?"
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Loki looks to Eris,"I sense someone do you know of them?"
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What praise is more valuable than the praise of an intelligent servant?
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