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Word Association is a common word game involving an exchange of words that are associated together. The game is based on the noun phrase word association, meaning "stimulation of an associative pattern by a word" or "the connection and production of other words in response to a given word, done spontaneously as a game, creative technique, or in a psychiatric evaluation." ~ our lord and saviour wikipedia GUIDELINES ① post with your character's name & series. ② include a word of your choice and optionally the definition in the body of your comment. -- visit the random word generator if you need help! ③ other characters will reply with the first word their character associates with the one you chose. ④ continue back and forth until one of you just has to know the story behind an answer.

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[annarr]

All-father.

[pirateangelbaby]

[Yep, that's definitely the one.]

Responsibility.

[annarr]

[god of truths, tbh]

Thor's.

[pirateangelbaby]

[Way to rub it in.]

It's not all as glorious as I thought it'd be, you know.

[annarr]

[¯\_(ツ)_/¯

and also just a small hair-flip of having clearly won the game]

Thank goodness you barely had to work for it, then.

[pirateangelbaby]

Barely, hm.

[Thor's expression hardens a fraction.]

Ragnarok itself not enough for you?

[annarr]

Oh, have you not heard? Nothing is enough for me.

[At least they can be a bit brittle together. Like family.]

[pirateangelbaby]

You're certainly rarely pleased.

[annarr]

And rarely pleasing, I've been told.

Do you plan to build your reign on lectures?

[pirateangelbaby]

I'm not Father. There are a great many things he did that I don't intend to follow.

[annarr]

Good.

[but actually]

You'll be better.

[pirateangelbaby]

Will I?

[annarr]

Do you find the bar so terribly high, brother?

[pirateangelbaby]

If all that is needed to be a better king is to be a good man, then perhaps not. But there are days when I look at what remains of Asgard and I cannot help but remember how many of us there once were.

[annarr]

[A lingering pause, masked poorly by a careful consideration of his own nails. There's a delicacy to earnestness that always sits a bit uncomfortably in Loki's shoulders.]

Is that not what makes a good king? To be unbowed in remembering?

[pirateangelbaby]

[Thor looks at him, his expression more openly pensive.]

A good king is one whose people prosper under his lead.

[annarr]

A good king is one who leads his people to prosperity when they find themselves short of it.

[pirateangelbaby]

Then I suppose only time will tell.

[annarr]

What, no grating over-confidence?

[Time now to pick all the non-existent lint off his cuffs.]

Is this not exactly what you're for?

[pirateangelbaby]

[Thor's smile is small and insincere. He crosses his arms casually across his chest.]

Sorry to disappoint, brother.

[annarr]

Oh, not at all. You've a long way to go yet before you unseat me as family disappointment. Barely any darkness to choke from your soul even when you're insisting on being gloomy.

[pirateangelbaby]

[The look Thor gives him is withering, tinged with mild amusement.]

Oh, my apologies. I didn't realize I was taking over your pity party.

[annarr]

It's just that mine are so much more interesting and well-deserved.

[But, you know. A light bump of one of Loki's elbows against one of Thor's.]

If it's your place to be king, it's mine to be dour and doubting. That's only fair.

[pirateangelbaby]

[A small smile touches Thor's lips at the bump against his arm, a reciprocating sway brings his own elbow back to touch Loki's in turn.]

I think every king should have one of those, if you ask me. Otherwise no one's going to tell him when he's doing something stupid.

[annarr]

[Better. Certainly better enough for the short snap of a laugh.]

Thank goodness you'll always have me.

[Probably. Conceptually. Who knows.]