OTA LOG: ACID RAIN EDITION

[ikols]

who: loki laufeyson (616) and you!
what: prompts taken from the july tdm
when: post-july 20th
where: all over
warnings: tba


1. RESCUES IN THE ACIDIC RAIN.

[ Whenever Loki ventures out into the foul weather he conjures a green magical shield, the same he last used when Leah's construct was attempting to sever his head in Mother's dimension. Droplets that spatter all over it flash a pale lime-gold so that it appears he may be walking around in a glittery bubble, but the fact remains he only dons the protective enchantment to get from Point A to Point B; reaching outside of it is an unpleasant experience even for him.

That's how it starts, anyway.

He eventually finds himself an inadvertent taxi service for anyone caught in the downpour. Whether it's a person hunched down against an abandoned vendor's cart, someone shrieking in a panic as their tenth umbrella of the day turns to tatters, or reluctantly agreeing to ferry food from one household to another (no good deed is too menial for him this week) the God of Mischief is obliging to those in need.

But he doesn't decline any rewards for services rendered, either. ]

2. FIREFLY AT 2AM.

[ The magical shield also happens to glow in the dark, making it a point of interest for anyone with eyes who happens to spot Loki moving around the Quarantine like a mobile nightlight, along the streets and up the glassy walls of skyscrapers. Green orbs swish overhead and light his way as though streetlamps are bobbing along at his request.

If anyone wants one, they are free to shout him over from their hidey-hole. There's not much else to see out there that wanders around so casually in a corrosive downpour, let your curiosity take over. ]

3. A REAL BOAR OF A TIME.

[ With his spellcraft invulnerable to something as ordinarily challenging as acid rain for everyone else, one way or another word gets out about what Loki can do and he feels compelled to help some of the teams ranging out into the jungle intent on setting up their scientific dohickies. The most important turn of events, he feels, is that with his full-body bubbleshield there is no need for a fugly bodysuit, while on the flipside his permanent shimmer in the drab conditions mean that Loki is often requested to head up the front of a party.

When boars attack, the green glow of his shield is joined by the crimson glimmer of his ancestral blade Laevateinn, slashing down their beastly opponents in two or three nimble strikes. Curious why it doesn't take much more effort than that? Loki himself will shrug and tell you, ]

The blade cuts through any hide.

[ It can be intensely handy sometimes when people can bear to have such a dangerous thing around, much like Loki himself. Additionally, he provides marshmallows for those hard at work in the jungle. ]

4. DRAINED.

[ A near daily, constant use of sorcery has Loki on edge during rare moments, rubbing his head as he takes refuge in shops and under eaves of buildings when his headache worsens. He can be found with his feet up on overcast veranda benches, taking a break from supporting his own shield and the magical orbs loaned out across the city, tired-eyed and usually nibbling at a snack for an energy boost. Not that he needs to eat anything, it's more a comfort thing. Mental rousing.

Anyone who spots him will find he doesn't leave in a hurry when approached and those who depend on his magical orbs are free to call him up and find out why their rooms have suddenly gone dark. ]

Comments

[striketwice]

Uh-huh.

[ Clear skepticism, but he's not gonna push it. Alec is a sarcastic asshole on the best of days, and he knows when to just let the snark be snark. ]

I'm not sure if that makes me really brave or really stupid, or just really hungry.

[ He is out for dinner, it's true, though mostly because everyone is more or less trapped indoors while this whole thing plays out and Alec doesn't like being in close quarters with others for too long if he can help it. ]

[ikols]

[ Ferreting around in his coat, he pulls out a chocolate bar to hand over. ]

Never say this one specific god doesn't provide.

[striketwice]

[ Alec's eyebrows go up. He doesn't reach for the chocolate bar immediately- truth be told his dealings with gods is uh, pretty limited. (Read: nonexistent.) ]

Is there a catch here?

[ikols]

[ There passes a moment where Loki inspects the packaging, then offers it again. ]

There are peanuts in it, if you're allergic.

[striketwice]

[ He’s beginning to accept that weird shit like this is just commonplace around here, because never in a million years would he have thought he’d be out in the middle of an acid rainstorm, being offered a chocolate bar by a Norse deity.

The sheer absurdity of it, coupled with Loki’s deadpan response draws a laugh out of him, short and low, but there. ]

I think I’ll live.

[ And he finally takes the offered chocolate bar, using his teeth to get the package open. ]

I didn’t realize you were also the god of convenient snacks.

[ikols]

It's not the worst title to own.

[ Settling back, he looks the man over. ]

What brings you out here?

[striketwice]

[ A shrug. Alec doesn’t mind telling the truth, provided it’s innocuous. ]

I needed to get out of the house. Well, “house”.

[ With the air quotes and everything. It feels more like a dorm or a barracks than an actual house. ]

What about you?

[ikols]

[ A bland truth for a bland truth. ]

I couldn't be bothered making my way back.

[ Not until he feels less like an elastic band stretched thin. Same difference, really. ]

If you really want to get out and about, they're signing up bodyguards to protect the folks heading into the jungle to sort out our little problem.

[striketwice]

[ Alec casts Loki a sideways glance, pausing with the chocolate bar halfway to his mouth. ]

What makes you think I’m even remotely bodyguard material?

[ikols]

[ Smoothly replying, ]

What makes you think you're not?

[striketwice]

[ Their side-eye staring contest is broken when Alec lets out a derisive snort, rolling his eyes a little. ]

Okay, let's say for a second, hypothetically, that I am. What's in it for me?

[ikols]

Not an awful lot. Don't you want to help?

[ With a gasp Loki place a hand over his head and tips his head in a swoon. ]

Ah, you'd rather stay here with me. Smitten already! I worked so fast you never even noticed.

[striketwice]

[ That’s a loaded question if ever there was one. Alec doesn’t help just anybody, and he usually doesn’t do it with muscle, magical or otherwise.

Thankfully, or maybe not so thankfully, Loki derails the conversation pretty quickly. Alec responds with another roll of his eyes and a dry, ]

It was totally the chocolate. Fastest way to my heart.

[ikols]

[ That Alec takes the out says more than his answer, giving Loki some idea of where to keep the conversation flowing. ]

Picking up some more of your own or are we all set for a few more hours in this unbelievable sunshine?

[striketwice]

I'll need actual dinner at some point.

[ Anther shrug, and he takes a few thoughtful bites of the chocolate bar. ]

But I have no idea if anyone's even open in this disaster.

[ Sure, he could have called for takeout, but he's not too fond of making some poor kid run around in acid rain cause he couldn't be assed to leave the house. ]

[ikols]

... There's a pizza house in the mall. No one's attending it right now but the oven is easily worked.

[ Just saying. ]

Which toppings do you like?

[striketwice]

[ There's another moment of consideration from Alec, and apparently he ultimately decides "fuck it" because he shrugs ]

Fruit and fish don't go on pizza. Other than that I don't really care.

[ikols]

Meat feast is the best ever, we can agree on that.

[ He unfurls long limbs like a snake unwinding its tail, stretching out as he stands. That done, Loki paces over to Alec and offers a hand. ]

You're the quiet one who lives in our apartment, yes? We've never really spoken before but I'm sure you've enjoyed my casseroles.

[striketwice]

[ Alec gives a noncommittal shrug- pizza is pizza, as long as it doesn’t have fruit or fish on it, like he said- so he’ll eat whatever.

Ah, but now it’s apparently time for introductions, which is something Alec’s been having to get back into the swing of since he got here. Being a perpetual loner will do that. He still takes Loki’s hand nonetheless. ]

I guess that would be me. I’m Alec.

You cook, you give out chocolate. Is there anything you don’t do?

[ikols]

The washing up.

[ Most of the time, anyway, until he thinks he can push the Bad Roommate card no longer with actual Avengers getting annoyed that all the plates are dirty.

He gestures to the rain, which beats down as hard as ever. ]

You're alright to walk in this, I assume, since you came all the way out here ...

[ In a weird way that Loki only caught out of the corner of his eye. Curiosity now quirks a brow. ]