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[dothelokimotion]

who: Loki + You
what: AU!Loki who fell to Earth instead of Thor + tdm prompts + w/e
when: June
where: Around
warnings: N/A so far, will change if necessary



[ i - for your au needs ]

[ A Loki that fell to Earth is a Loki that still enjoying living. Earth gave him opportunities to step away from Thor's shadow and be his own person. True, he wasn't much of a prince or a god as he drifts among mere mortals without a blink of an eye, but it is preferable to the treatment of the Nine Realms. When he awoke, changed by the chalice, Loki was smart enough not to panic even as the doubts crept in. Instead, he devoted himself to the work. He weaved in and out of the Gramayre Institute, the Communal Housing and wanders around Riverview. His manner is polite if not a little distant. His clothes range towards more casual shirts and slacks, and his hair is much shorter.

You might also spot him sitting near the fountain, casting small illusions for the group of children nearby, of green dragons and golden heroes or at the market, eyeing their selection of jeweled daggers. ]

[ ii - can you feel the love tonight? ]

[ Loki can deflect magic and bullets with ease. His physical prowess is nothing to scoff at, despite his slighter frame. So when the repellent drifts over, Loki was certainly not prepared to fight the very air itself. By the time he realized what had happened, it was too late. He had inhaled it too sharply and felt his limbs loosen. The tension that's always hung over him like a heavy aura has all but dissipated and Loki is all twinkling smiles and calm demeanor. You might have bumped into him accidentally as he stands there and he turns, contrite. ]

My apologies.

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[ if you have a prompt/idea for Loki, feel free to drop it here or contact me via PM/captainkink ]

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fountain

[hevenly]

[ How ironic, that the chalice has made Loki more open to others, and made Angela more closed off and alone. Without ever having met Sera, she was cut off from all ties save her familial ones, severed as those may be. But she is not nið here. And there is her not-brother, Loki, showing off some magic for a group of children.

Angela wanders closer to watch, crossing her one arm over her body. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ The children watch, enraptured as the hero and the monster team up against a greater darkness. The illusion spills colour and light, close enough for their tiny fingers to reach out and grasp. Loki glances at Angela, curiosity speaking through his gaze before he briefly turns to finish the story. The children gasp and laugh, before dispersing to looking for their parents.

Loki pats the space next to him with a faint grin. ]

It seems I have not lost my touch, despite leaving Asgard.

[hevenly]

[ Angela sits as instructed, watching as the children run off to their parents. How she would have loved the distraction of a magic show when she was their age. ]

You've never mentioned leaving Asgard before. [ Granted, there is so much she doesn't know about this version of her sometimes-brother. It's no surprise that bits of his story were left out. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki chuckles. There's no edge to it, though it is polite and distant. ]

I am a little changed at the moment. I cannot speak for what I once was in this place.

[ He's smart enough to pick up the threads, to know what affects him. He's not so smart to look too deeply into the going ons of the person that lingered here before. Self-awareness is not his forte. ]

But I was cast out.

[hevenly]

As am I. [ She lifts the stump of her left arm, the most concrete evidence that she is not the same Angela who was here before. ]

Why were you cast out? [ Asked without consideration as to whether this might be a sensitive topic. ]

[aeturnus]

[ The illusions are a strange weave, because Romulus sees them and he sees through them, just a bit, and he's watching from a polite distance away but honestly he's enraptured. This is the magic Loki was speaking of before and he is more understanding about how such a thing could possibly be outside of his capability. Victor is a patient teacher, but he still has only touched upon the basics; even those seem incredibly complicated at first glance.

For now, he watches the same show as the children. He has a bag over his shoulder with the shopping he was doing but it can wait. He wants to see more of this. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ His illusions are his closest link to Asgard. And there are times Loki misses his home so much the ache never seems to subside. But it was not right for him to stay. Not when he knew his father made him a pawn, not when he is of jotun blood. Until he finds peace, he knows staying in Asgard would bring out the war in him.

The children seem pleased at least and Loki has attracted a crowd. He glances at the man watching curiously. ]

Is there something you wished to see?

[aeturnus]

[ He startles a bit for being called out. There isn't much he knows of, certainly nothing as fantastic or intricate as Loki's show just now, but there is something he aches to see again. Something he hasn't seen since... before, really, before his memory generally can't be trusted and the reality of his thoughts are pulled into stark question.

There's something there. ]

Um... horses?

[ Not nearly as impressive, but perhaps just as majestic. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki waves flippantly as green-gold light spills from his fingers, forming a small group of horses, clustered together, snorting and tossing their heads. They look as real as any. ]

I. Fountain

[leadintheyoung]

[ It's a very rare occasion that Líadan could be called anything remotely close to still; and yet, here she sits perched atop the flat stone encircling the fountain with eyes bright and wide as the children enjoying the stranger's show more immediately. She's not terribly far off herself, more toward the back and along the edge of the group for the pains she took in rounding the fountain to join them to begin with, but quite present for her curiosity with satchel at her side. Her gaze flits between the great lizard-like creatures especially and the individual putting on the show as she listens more deeply to the story and the magick afoot, lights catching in her eyes. Still, she can't quite help but wonder -- ]

Do you think they could be friends?

[ The green dragons and the golden heroes, that is. It quickly becomes a popular question for the inherent curiosity of children, some of who ask the same or start a small burst of childish discourse between themselves for a moment. Of course, the children seem to have a better idea of what the green creatures are to begin with whereas Lí's best guess is some sort of alien lizard. She is quite earnest about her inquiry, though, with no ulterior motive to speak of in putting the question forward. Really, though, could they? ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki stills, caught off guard. While he and Thor left on amicable terms, there's no denying the tension that exists between them. Loki left jotuns into Asgard and was found out to be a jotun himself. While his brother accepts that, the fear persists that one day, one tiny slip and Loki will be found dead by his brother's hammer.

It's an . . . unpleasant thought. ]

I suppose it is possible.

[leadintheyoung]

[ Líadan doesn't miss his stilling and she wonders, for a moment, if she might have asked something out of turn. She hasn't always been the best judge of that sort of thing when she's been inclined to care, but his words don't suggest anger. She leans slightly forward in observance, wondering a moment, but those words of his resonate and draw a fond smile from her. ]

I'd like to think so. One of my fondest friends I'd have called the most unlikely for our people's differences had I even thought it possible. Maybe they'd do just as well.

[dothelokimotion]

I do no doubt the possibility. But I suppose I do not dare to hope as well.

[ Earth has taught him many things, but even Earth cannot conquer all of Loki's hangups. ]

time is made up and the points don't matter (ii)

[spellslots]

[It's been A Week, the capitals feeling quite obvious to Taako as he flits from place to place, not wanting to stop by his apartment for more than a few minutes at a time, avoiding Lucretia and the whole unpleasant situation that's come about because of the stupid chalice.

Right now, he's aiming for dinner and several drinks, though he hasn't decided his destination yet, so he's eyeing restaurants along the street when he feels someone bump into him. And despite how tense things are at the moment, he likes Loki enough to brighten with a smile, upon realizing just who he's run into.]

Don't even sweat it. [It's the relaxed demeanor that Taako notices first, but the shorter hair is clocked about a second afterwards.] This shit got you too, huh?

[Like an elf, or like Cain, Taako has a feeling that physical appearance isn't going to give much away about age, when it comes to Loki, so he has no clue if this version of him is younger or older or something completely different. But he can roll with it.]

[dothelokimotion]

I am afraid so.

[ Loki feels oddly self-conscious. He's never been the center of attention, unless it's negative and as such, he can't help squirming just a little. Still his demeanor is not wary. ]

My apologies. I do not recall your name.

[spellslots]

Oh! I'm Taako!

[Some people seem to remember more than others, so he hadn't really thought about it too much, but the fact that Loki doesn't know him isn't the worst thing that's happened.

Mostly because he has to believe this will all go back to normal soon.]

We're like... friends? I think?

[Loki can be hard to read.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ He tilts his head, a little surprised. He decides to voice that. ]

Not Thor's friend? I've never been particularly . . . amicable to most.

[ CLOSED TO IVAR ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Once Loki receives Ivar's messages, it was rather easy to get prepared. He took a few weapons from the Perimeter Guard with ease, leaving illusions in their place. No one is bound to notice until much later. Find a remote area near the jungle and away from prying eyes was easy as well. He set up a few straw dummies with the characteristics of the Avengers crudely painted on them.

Loki thought of everything. So now he waits. Hopefully, it won't be long since Loki despises waiting for anyone.

[ragnarsson]

[It isn't too long before Ivar appears, coming up in his wheelchair. Even though they aren't necessary, he's still got his own weapons on him by force of habit. The knives are hidden, but the axe is in plain sight, strapped to his back.

Loki might recognize some of the runes on the axe. It's a summoning spell for Loki, not the one before him, but the one that Ivar rooms with. A gift he'd been given so that his distant cousin could keep an eye on him and come to his aid if necessary.]

So. Shall we get started?

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki barely contains a lip curl of disdain at the axe. He might have to rethink this connection if his other self has his hooks in the viking. Loki isn't ready to fight the other on any playing field. ]

We may. But first.

[ Loki eyes the wheelchair openly. ]

What happened to you?

[ragnarsson]

[Aw, can't they all just get along? At least Ivar will worship them both evenly if given the chance.

His eyes are icy cold as he speaks. There's just a barely contained note of fury in his voice. It's not directed at Loki, more at just his circumstances in general.]

They've been useless since I was born. [Some thought he had been wounded in battle. At least that would have been an honorable way to end up crippled.]

tosses this here if thats cool!!

[spellslots]

[In the true fashion of someone feeling kinda shitty, Taako is comforting himself with material possessions: the bottle of vodka and cookies he promised Loki, Lup's umbrella, and the flannel shirt he stole from Clark that's about five sizes too big for him, although he makes it work. But that's about all he shows up with, after he gives Loki those five minutes to get wherever he wants to be; Taako's just there instantly, not too worried about burning the spell slot on teleporting.

As soon as he sees Loki, he flashes him a grin, holding up the bottle like it's a prize.]

Real talk, does this shit even effect you?

[It literally just occurred to him.]

totally!!

[dothelokimotion]

No.

[ It doesn't even dent him. While Loki is not Asgardian, he still possesses many of their traits. For all he knows, he may be part Aesir. Not that Loki will ever know. His fingers clench silently, tendrils of gold and green light curling around them like miniature serpents. He hasn't felt this out of sorts since the death of the Queen.

He glances at Taako, taking him in before raising an eyebrow at his clothing. ]

[spellslots]

Oh.

[His aim here is to pretend like everything is totally cool, since he figures neither of them want to have a fucking heart to heart.]

Well, more for Taako. [He's almost about to offer Loki the cookies, at least, before he notices the look he's getting and pauses.] What?

[dothelokimotion]

I thought you were better dressed than that.

[ Says Loki who may or may not have kept the oversized grey hoodie Thor got him once. Maybe. The world will never know. ]