Chapter 17
Loki was not one who enjoyed waking up when in uncertain circumstances. He did not like waking up in a place where he had not fallen asleep at, whether that was the product of fainting, or wether it was because he had taken the time to lay down and sleep. When he had fainted, he remembered expending his magic to destroy the mines of Moria. It had taken quite a bit out of him, and he had not been conscious to actually take in the expressions of the others, though considering the fact that he had done something as drastic as destroying an entire mountain, he did not doubt that they would have some rather extreme questions for him, questions which Loki would prefer to avoid and not answer.
It was not that, however, which he was thinking of when he first woke. Nor was it the worry that he had exhausted himself to the point where he had passed out, that worried him. In fact, the only think that crossed his mind was the scream which somehow lodged itself in his throat as he launched himself up from where he had been laid. His breathing coming out in panicked gasps, his hands swirling with green mist, and his eyes unable to focus on anything, causing his vision to blur horribly. His ears were ringing with the faint sound of...something...something but he could not for the life of him figure out what it was that he was hearing. He could only feel the faint edges of panic crawling through him at a lightning fast pace, and feel the way it gripped him.
He could do this. He had dealt with panic attacks often enough that he knew exactly how to deal with them. It took a while, it took much longer than he would admittedly preferred it to be. Though it took longer than it should have, he managed to eventually get himself into a somewhat stable state, breathing fairly regular enough to not have to worry about him being launched straight into another panick.
Cautiously, his eyes scanned the land around him. They were no longer outside the mines, that was certain. The forest was quite...different from what he was used to. They were reminiscent of the lands of the Light Elves, when he had visited there. The entire land breathed and it was as though Legolas was being thrown into a crowd of people with how alive the land was. His eyes slowly faded from their emerald green to a pale blue, and he managed to calm himself fully.
He could not help but wonder exactly how it was that he had gotten here, and his ears strained to hear something of the others. He closed his eyes, allowing his magic to search them out...sending the waves through the forested lands, he found...one. Legolas. Eyes flashing open, he grit his teeth and clenched his fists, unbearably frustrated.
What was it with his magic and going haywire around that person. that Elf, though Loki knew the other was far older than Loki himself, it would seem as though his magic was magic focused solely on the other. He knew that as a half elf himself, he would likely react more with other Elves, but he was not just a half elf, and his magic should not be so drawn to Legolas as it was. It was getting him rather aggravated, though he would not admit to such things if asked.
Loki strained, standing, ignoring the pull of various injuries, and finally made himself stand. He leaned back against the tree, allowing the pain to flow over him, letting it register in his body, and allowing himself to become slightly numb to it so that he could continue moving forwards. Breathing deeply, Loki shoved himself off of the weight of the tree, allowing the momentum to carry him forwards.
He needed to find the others, and he was rather angry that they left him alone in some corner of the woods.
When he found them, Loki noticed that they were not alone, it was with a group of others. Small, yes, only about four or five. Legolas seemed to be arguing with another blond. He did not like...this entire situation, if he were being honest.
First he wakes up and throws himself into a panic attack. Then, he gets stuck with the information that they had left him alone and helpless in the middle of the woods with no idea where he was and what they were doing or where they were, they had not even bothered to leave some sort of memorabilia so as to allow him to know that they had not just walked off, leaving him stranded, and now he sees them arguing. An elf, with another elf.
Loki walked towards them, realizing that since nobody else seemed to be eager to jump in, he would do so himself, and deal with the undoubtably large consequences later. He was annoyed, and just dealt with quite a bit, and his magic was raging through him restlessly.
It was because of this he did not see Aragorn reach out, to grab his shoulder, presumably to stop him from heading towards them. it was als why he reacted on pure instinct when he felt a hand hold him back trying to keep him in place.
Loki grabbed the wrist of the person, twisted it, and turned to glare at them, magic flaring down their arm, green mist swirling dangerously a mere inch above the skin. All that Aragorn could feel was the intense pain and flare of heat that Loki's magic exposed his skin to, and the dull pain of his wrist being twisted. His eyes flared dark, the colour of the forest about them as his magic pushed and sent Aragorn stumbling two feet away from him, arm held close to his chest.
Yet, with the suddenness of Loki's waking, the lack of people, and the subsequent panic which he had previously dealt with, his Magic was not allowing him to come back to the surface. He glared at Aragorn, angry and upset. His magic warred inside him, slowly wrapping itself protectively around him.
Legolas, turning to see the commotion, allowed the slight widening of his eyes, and he and Haldir, who he had been arguing with previously, rushed towards the strange mortal, and carefully rested their hands on his shoulders.
In a flash the magic rested, settling so suddenly, Loki felt slightly dizzy. Blinking a few times, his eyes slowly returned once more to their pale blue.
"I am fine," he said softly, gently extracting himself from the grasp of the two elves. He turned to look at them. "There is some explaining that must be done, however."