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(closed) tell me you've never loved me, tell me it was just a lie
who: loki and billy
what: escapades
when: llllate because NERDING OUT HAS NO CURFEW and neither does thievery
where: sanctum sanctorum
warnings: tba
[ With the sleeves of his shirt smoking and hair singed, a burn stripes down one side of Loki's face from temple to jaw as he barges into the Sanctum at ass o'clock, stripping off his coat to stamp on the blackened parts. Shit. The shadowthread will need reworking. That's going to be time-consuming. His hot vest makes a loud clatter when he dumps the too-warm scalemaille in haste, climbing the stairs as he makes his way toward a working bathroom (not the acid one). By the time he passes multiple doors and makes it to his destination, his eye is stinging and Loki drops to his knees by the sink, elbows hooked over the edge.
When he isn't so dazed he stands and peers into the mirror at the mess several would-be Hel Hounds have made of him, their breath particularly nostalgic from a bird's-eye perspective but never so close up. They weren't purebreds, of course, some moon-twisted Silent Hill remake of Thori, more like split-mouthed hyenas than anything ...
He's glad those jaws never took purchase. He would have totally shredded his coat, never mind his arm.
Making more noise than usual as he goes about washing his wound, disorientated, the godling yelps and curses without any volume control because either Sam is around visiting Stephen and will come by to help or Loki is home alone while the sorcerer is off with his squeeze on a horrendously normal date. Blood drips red onto ceramic, a sheen of blue caught in it when the electric lights shine a certain way.
Above all, Loki sincerely hopes there is some ice cream left in the unchained fridge. ]
what: escapades
when: llllate because NERDING OUT HAS NO CURFEW and neither does thievery
where: sanctum sanctorum
warnings: tba
[ With the sleeves of his shirt smoking and hair singed, a burn stripes down one side of Loki's face from temple to jaw as he barges into the Sanctum at ass o'clock, stripping off his coat to stamp on the blackened parts. Shit. The shadowthread will need reworking. That's going to be time-consuming. His hot vest makes a loud clatter when he dumps the too-warm scalemaille in haste, climbing the stairs as he makes his way toward a working bathroom (not the acid one). By the time he passes multiple doors and makes it to his destination, his eye is stinging and Loki drops to his knees by the sink, elbows hooked over the edge.
When he isn't so dazed he stands and peers into the mirror at the mess several would-be Hel Hounds have made of him, their breath particularly nostalgic from a bird's-eye perspective but never so close up. They weren't purebreds, of course, some moon-twisted Silent Hill remake of Thori, more like split-mouthed hyenas than anything ...
He's glad those jaws never took purchase. He would have totally shredded his coat, never mind his arm.
Making more noise than usual as he goes about washing his wound, disorientated, the godling yelps and curses without any volume control because either Sam is around visiting Stephen and will come by to help or Loki is home alone while the sorcerer is off with his squeeze on a horrendously normal date. Blood drips red onto ceramic, a sheen of blue caught in it when the electric lights shine a certain way.
Above all, Loki sincerely hopes there is some ice cream left in the unchained fridge. ]
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[ Billy is still holding on and Loki's barriers are best broken down by physical contact, whether it be fists or otherwise, so he nods after a moment in agreement. ]
... You noticed the space stuff?
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( he's not sulking much anymore, so. billy lets his arms drop down, hands moving to his sides. )
I woke up for a second.
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[ He takes one of Billy's hands in his and heads back for the spiral staircase to take them up and out, having had enough of the club. Trixie is fun, but. ]
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( if he's done then they're definitely done with this place. loki grabs onto his hand, and billy follows his lead once more, gripping tight onto fingers. )
Where to next?
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What do you want to do?
[ It doesn't matter to Loki as long as he gets to stay with Billy awhile longer today. ]
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( he's not particularly picky, either; billy would be fine staying around indoors all day, if that were an option. he likes seeing movies, likes doing things, but he's much more about the people he's spending time with rather than the things they're doing. )
What are your favorite places?
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[ Hm. He doesn't get out much in the city, thinking about it. ]
It's easier to head out into the jungle and entertain myself.
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( a few quick steps forward, hand gripping onto loki's and pulling him back a bit so he can catch up and walk next to him instead of the few steps behind pace he was keeping. )
To the jungle?
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[ He slides Billy a Look. ]
I told you, I'm not taking you out there yet. Not without a team present or some sort of official mission where other eyes are keeping watch on you so that some Starship Troopers bug can't eat you.
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billy swings their hands between them, purses his lips. )
I'm not going to get eaten. I mean unless we somehow summon a giant bear, but. ( they're a team of two. sure, they're lacking the usual muscle of the young avengers. doesn't mean they can't handle it. ) Gramarye?
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[ Bugs are worse than bears, wow. Elbowing him as they walk, he shrugs and heads for Gramarye. ]
The institute for magical know-how, it's boring but we can head over there if you want to snoop.
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( shoving his elbow right back into loki, thanks. but it's with a smile on his lips. )
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You want to ask the other guy to tutor you, be my guest. He dates Steve Rogers, so you know he's got a few more screws loose than me ... maybe he'll turn you into a shield as a gift for his boo! Have fun.
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I wasn't going to ask the other Loki. I can barely handle you. I don't want more than one you.
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[ Billy is only allowed to fuss on one Loki and frankly that is The Law. ]
He knows not to overstep his bounds with you, no fear.
[ May have told his twin to BE NICER to Billy. Huff. ]
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God or not, neither of you really scare me.
( what's loki gonna do, really. )
I figured I could check on what information they have though. I don't need another Loki's help when I've got you around, do I?
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No, you don't. But it really isn't interesting, so don't blame me if you die from boredom. I know where all the vending machines are in that building, at least. [ His gaze veers to the skies, with wintry clouds scudding above, then locks onto some stray drones veering woosily overhead with packages clutched in their claws.
His smile is slanted, a beast apart in comparison from the tenderness he usually directs at Billy. ]
Look at that, a lost flock. I wonder where they think they're going ...
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I wanted to go to the jungle, but you said it was off limits, so-- ( ah. his head tilts up to follow the of the other's gaze, watching the drones overhead. loki's expression speaks for itself, but he still opens his mouth to ask anyway: )
Want to follow them?
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[ Like a fox eyeing up some nice fat hens, ripe for the plucking. ]
Drones have been delivering things to odd places lately, one brought me a teapot. [ Which he kept ... for Stephen, if anyone asks. ] I think we should follow them, yes! They look a little wobbly, it's our duty to make sure they don't drop on anyone.
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( he really doubts following around some drones and seeing what they've got is going to hurt anyone. so billy disentangles his arm from loki, soft blue shimmering around him and changing the shape of his clothes until he's wearing the galaxy costume, hood drawn up over his hair. )
Stealthy? Or would they even care?
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[ Hurting people isn't the point; it's the beneficial theft that Loki is planning on which buoys his mood. Taking his cue from Billy, a green-limned light scours his casual clothes to put him in his horned armour and he rubs his gloved hands together. ]
You want to go into the jungle, so let's consider this a training exercise. Your objective is to take one of those parcels without any of the drones screenshotting your face on their cameras. Up for it?
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Ground rules? Because I can just. . wish it into my hands, probably. Or go invisible and fly up there and take it. Just to make sure we're both on the same page: if it has a name on it or any indication of who it belongs to, we're bringing it to it's rightful owner.
( swiping someone else's stuff isn't very heroic. )
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[ As his hands raise to the sky, he casts a spell to negate any outside force, other than physical touch, from separating the goods from their respective drones. It's quite nasty and will send magical feedback if anything of an outside sorcerous force gets involved, like an electrical shock. Enough to frizz up a pretty fringe. ]
And of course, I promise we'll totally deliver the package to its rightful owner.
[ Wow, would Loki lie to you? Don't answer that. ]
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And the contents. ( don't get smart with him. a few whispered, repeated words of iwanttobeinvisibleiwanttobeinvisible and billy's form goes. transparent, the flickers of blue around where he stood becoming the only visible part of him to the naked eye. his hands keep that same blue spark as he takes off into the sky after the drones, stops just under one and lets the spell fade away from his hands just in case as he grips onto the package being held by the drone and.
yanks it out of it's grip. )
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Loki watches from the ground, enjoying being a spectator. As the invisible witch yanks the package free, the drone spins around in the air and locks onto the heat signature of its aggressor while its lense opens, others hovering around in midair to do the same.
Laughing from the ground, Loki calls up, ]
I think they can still see you!
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