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Story: Loki
Loki looked smug. "Having your private parts frozen to a glacier, and being peed on by a territorial wolverine. Nothing will go near him now."
Down by the lake, Nik let out another horrible scream.
Karl and Lara came running up, followed by the others.
"What is it?" Lara asked, peering out into the darkness.
"I think it's Nik. He might be injured," Jorunn said. Loki, of course, had vanished.
"Andreas, get the big torches out of the emergency kit. We'll all go down there together, to be safe," Karl said.
Each armed with a torch, they marched in a line, just like they did for survey work during the day.
The screams had faded to agonised moans, which meant Nik was still alive, but Jorunn wasn't sure for how long. It sounded bad.
Fredrik spotted him first. "It's Dr Fridolfson!" he shouted, rushing forward to help him up.
"Noooo!" Nik screamed as he threw himself back down on the ground, nearly taking Fredrik down with him. "I'm stuck to the ice!"
Lara was the first to respond. "Back to the mess tent, bring all the warm water you can carry. I'll get to work heating some more."
Karl cautiously approached Nik. "Are you all right? What happened?"
"Slipped. On the ice. Woke up stuck," Nik mumbled.
Jorunn edged closer, not wanting to see but knowing she had to know what Loki had done. Until...
"Oh god, what's that stench?" she yelped.
Karl looked grim. "Wolverine. I've heard people say skunks smell bad, but they're nothing compared to being sprayed by a wolverine. Takes days to wear off, too." He jerked his head up the hill, toward the camp. "You go help Lara and the others. Fredrik and I will stay with him. Fredrik will have to get used to the smell, because he's already got it on him."
Fredrik started swearing.
Jorunn hotfooted it up the hill.
A couple of hours and countless pots of water later, a piece of ice gave way, taking a big patch of Nik's skin with it. With one final scream, he passed out.
It took all four men to roll him onto a stretcher, carefully covered with plastic, before carrying him up the hill.
Jorunn found herself standing alone by the blood streaked ice patch, unable to take her eyes away from it. This was her fault. A man was badly injured because of her.
"Ahh, just a bit of skin. I was hoping the ice would rip his whole cock off, maybe his testicles, too. Pity," Loki said, appearing at his shoulder.
"Loki! That's a horrible thing to say!"
He shrugged. "He wanted to rape you. Tried to rape me. I'd say he got what he deserved. Meanwhile, you might want to get your colleagues to take a look at his pockets. That satphone thing's in there, along with a whole bag of coins and jewels in a secret pouch in the lining of his coat. Maybe I should thank Erik for it when I see him, for in the end, it was the price of a true traitor. Pretty incriminating, if you ask me."
She wasn't as nice as Sibyl, and while she'd often considered pushing Nik off a glacier, she'd never thought about sticking him to one. Maybe Loki was right, and it did serve him right. She didn't want to say so, though. So, "Thank you," was all she said.
A crack, like a gunshot, came from the ice, then another. Now the ice was floating, on what appeared to be its own tiny lake.
Loki grabbed a stick and flipped one of the icebergs onto the rocks, followed by two more. They both peered into the pool and found a face staring back at them. Or it would have been, if the man's eyes were open.
"Fuck," Jorunn swore, followed by, "Karl! You gotta come and see this!"
"Odin," Loki breathed. "We've found Odin."
Down by the lake, Nik let out another horrible scream.
Karl and Lara came running up, followed by the others.
"What is it?" Lara asked, peering out into the darkness.
"I think it's Nik. He might be injured," Jorunn said. Loki, of course, had vanished.
"Andreas, get the big torches out of the emergency kit. We'll all go down there together, to be safe," Karl said.
Each armed with a torch, they marched in a line, just like they did for survey work during the day.
The screams had faded to agonised moans, which meant Nik was still alive, but Jorunn wasn't sure for how long. It sounded bad.
Fredrik spotted him first. "It's Dr Fridolfson!" he shouted, rushing forward to help him up.
"Noooo!" Nik screamed as he threw himself back down on the ground, nearly taking Fredrik down with him. "I'm stuck to the ice!"
Lara was the first to respond. "Back to the mess tent, bring all the warm water you can carry. I'll get to work heating some more."
Karl cautiously approached Nik. "Are you all right? What happened?"
"Slipped. On the ice. Woke up stuck," Nik mumbled.
Jorunn edged closer, not wanting to see but knowing she had to know what Loki had done. Until...
"Oh god, what's that stench?" she yelped.
Karl looked grim. "Wolverine. I've heard people say skunks smell bad, but they're nothing compared to being sprayed by a wolverine. Takes days to wear off, too." He jerked his head up the hill, toward the camp. "You go help Lara and the others. Fredrik and I will stay with him. Fredrik will have to get used to the smell, because he's already got it on him."
Fredrik started swearing.
Jorunn hotfooted it up the hill.
A couple of hours and countless pots of water later, a piece of ice gave way, taking a big patch of Nik's skin with it. With one final scream, he passed out.
It took all four men to roll him onto a stretcher, carefully covered with plastic, before carrying him up the hill.
Jorunn found herself standing alone by the blood streaked ice patch, unable to take her eyes away from it. This was her fault. A man was badly injured because of her.
"Ahh, just a bit of skin. I was hoping the ice would rip his whole cock off, maybe his testicles, too. Pity," Loki said, appearing at his shoulder.
"Loki! That's a horrible thing to say!"
He shrugged. "He wanted to rape you. Tried to rape me. I'd say he got what he deserved. Meanwhile, you might want to get your colleagues to take a look at his pockets. That satphone thing's in there, along with a whole bag of coins and jewels in a secret pouch in the lining of his coat. Maybe I should thank Erik for it when I see him, for in the end, it was the price of a true traitor. Pretty incriminating, if you ask me."
She wasn't as nice as Sibyl, and while she'd often considered pushing Nik off a glacier, she'd never thought about sticking him to one. Maybe Loki was right, and it did serve him right. She didn't want to say so, though. So, "Thank you," was all she said.
A crack, like a gunshot, came from the ice, then another. Now the ice was floating, on what appeared to be its own tiny lake.
Loki grabbed a stick and flipped one of the icebergs onto the rocks, followed by two more. They both peered into the pool and found a face staring back at them. Or it would have been, if the man's eyes were open.
"Fuck," Jorunn swore, followed by, "Karl! You gotta come and see this!"
"Odin," Loki breathed. "We've found Odin."