[ open to all ] rest in the silhouettes our fathers and mothers laid before

[dothelokimotion]

who: Loki + You
what: Monthly Prompts + Daily Stuff
when: May
where: All around the city
warnings: N/A, will update if necessary


[ i. floating lanterns]

[ Loki remembers.

It almost feels like another lifetime ago. He had come here just after he snatched the throne (or had it been a few years? Time still slips through his fingers) along with Thor. Their conversations had been rough, abrupt. Loki had taken a lantern and hidden himself in the night, a testament to his weakness. A testament to his mother. That wound may never fully heal. But Loki has many wounds like that one and they have eventually lost their power over him. Or their power remained, but they no longer scatter his head with doubts and recriminations. So, he doesn’t hide himself this time, though he may linger at the back. One lantern for one person Loki has not taken the time to mourn. He draws a black crown of thorns with a steady hand. When it’s done, he pulls back, turning it over with his fingers before igniting it with a small globe of light which he conjures in his palm. Both of these combined, Loki lets it bob briefly before lifting it into the air with a murmur. ]

Goodbye, sister. You died a glorious death.

[ ii. sharing life ( and magic ) ]

[ In many ways, Loki was easy. He doesn’t like to admit it, but a little flattery, smiling, buttering him up can go a long way. Of course, not everyone can pull it off. There are only a scant few whose opinions truly matter to Loki and even then, he wavers. It is a dangerous thing, trying to earn a person’s regard. Loki only had to look at his own father to know that it is a treacherous path. But he has also been softened in time, the edges going a little blunt. Laura had asked for a magic show and Lucy wanted to know more stories. Both of which Loki is more than happy to combine. On the steps of his theatre, he holds a tiny street play.

With puppets. Yes, puppets.

Though he’s not moving them with his hands. There are small bursts of gold sparkles and sometimes, the puppets change size, voice and colour. The children clap in delight as Loki hangs back, letting the show play out. ]

[ iii. a boy and his lying cat ]

[ Recently, Thor had gifted him with this . . . animal which meant Loki was partly saddled with it. He says partly because for the most part, the creature itself doesn’t seem to need more attention. It mostly spends its time, slinking around Loki’s legs, yawning and —

— and mocking everything Loki says with a low drawl, constantly uttering Lying at him. What was he even lying about? And it was worse in public when he is talking to someone and almost immediately — ]

Lying.

[ Loki lets out a hiss, turning away from whoever he was speaking to, to address the cat. ]

I will strangle you.

[ The cat blinks, licking his paws, not the least bit perturbed. ]

[ closed - to alex ]

[ True to his word, Loki does make an appearance at the coffee shop. It is fascinating how many life-changing or important moments have taken place here, he muses briefly. Here, he started talking to Steve as an equal. Where he slowly forged an (uneasy) connection with Tony Stark. For this, he dressed in his black suit, waiting at a table politely, his hands folded on his lap as he watches the people pass by. For once, he doesn’t feel quite so . . . apart.

Was that wrong? These people would be gone. He could close his eyes and forget they ever existed. But Loki struggles with wrongness and his ability to tell such things apart has long eroded away. ]

[ wildcard ]

[ Loki mostly spends his time at Gramarye, working his magic or answering queries. The Odin's Odeon is also a location where Loki spends most of his time, so if anyone is interested in hosting an event/play/the arts, Loki will support it. If you have an idea, pm this account or hit me up at captainkink ]

Comments

[dothelokimotion]

All my scripts are original.

[ Mostly. Loki rises, straightening his clothes, the glint of a smile on his lips and eyes. ]

But this is merely a request.

[tevinteraltus]

The golden sparkles are an excellent touch.

[Though he never pegged Loki as a man to put on street productions.]

And who is it that inspired such a generous act?

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki grimaces ]

I was bullied into it by children.

[tevinteraltus]

[And Dorian laughs. It's nice, really. He hasn't laughed in weeks.]

Were they particularly terrifying children?

[dothelokimotion]

All children are terrifying.

[ He may not be joking about that. ]

[tevinteraltus]

[Dorian weighs that sentiment for a moment before rolling his shoulder in a shrug.]

I'll not contest all children have the capacity to be oppressively annoying, but they don't instill fear.

[dothelokimotion]

How many children have you met?

[tevinteraltus]

Several, thoughout my travels and my schooling at various circles in the Imperium.

[He makes a flippant gesture with his hand before crossing his arms.]

I also recall being a particularly annoying child.

[dothelokimotion]

Oh?

How so?

[tevinteraltus]

[Dorian laughs at Loki's question.]

Is there something in my demeanor which suggests I'm so easily prodded, my friend? [And he shakes his head.] I have had entirely too little wine for such tales.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki shrugs. Sometimes a blatant question can yield profit. ]

Well, that is easy enough to fix.

[tevinteraltus]

It is.

[And he smiles, both charmingly and suggestively.]

Are you inviting me out for wine, Loki?

[dothelokimotion]

[ There's a twinkle in his eye. ]

I am considering it for decent conversation.

[tevinteraltus]

You're "considering it"?

[He smirked teasingly, while he tilted his chin up haughtily.]

I'll have you know there are many who would drop all other plans to spend an evening with me. You shouldn't miss the opportunity.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki chuckles, bemused. ]

I am a God. How many opportunities have you had to dine with one?

[tevinteraltus]

Indeed, and yet here, I have my pick of gods.

[He smirks.]

This one should be pleased.

[dothelokimotion]

I do not recall many Gods in Riverview.

[ He would know, but Loki also doesn't get out much. ]

[tevinteraltus]

I continue to meet more and more. [And he smiles charmingly.] They all seem to have one thing in common: to spite their legitimate claims to godhood, most are surprisingly human.

[He turns his head toward Loki then, eyebrows raised suggestively, and crosses his arms, touching his chin lightly with one hand, resting his elbow in the other's palm.]

I refer to their inherent humanity of course, not their species, and you included, but this has all become rather tedious and I was recently promised wine. Do lead on.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki shakes his head, bemused as he starts heading towards the bar. ]

I'm not sure how I feel about that.

[tevinteraltus]

About what, precisely?

[As Dorian falls into step beside him.]

About your ability to feel, think, make mistakes, like people do? I find it endearing.

[dothelokimotion]

[ His brow furrows. ]

Gods are not machines. Still, there are reasons why we are different. Why we keep ourselves apart.

[tevinteraltus]

To be fair, those here are the first I've ever met.

[He smiles.]

Aside from immortality?

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki nods slowly. ]

That is partly why. Time moves . . . slower. It affects the way we feel, the way we interact with the rest of your world.

[tevinteraltus]

[Dorian nods at that.]

But only partly?

[dothelokimotion]

Being among mortals is dangerous. It forces us to live the way they do, to their time. And that is no life for a long-lived creature.