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[When the feed turns on Loki is obviously sitting on his bed, looking intently at whoever is listening. The message he has for everyone is of great importance after all. Finally he opens his mouth, voice firm.]

Land of Luceti! There is something that has come to my attention and I see it as my duty to enlighten you about this, yes?

[He leans closer to the screen because this is a most serious matter, everyone.]

I shall tell you my name and then I shall explain you what usually follows.

My name is Loki...

[He pulls a face and when he continues his voice is higher as if he is mimicing a woman.]

Oh my! Your name is Loki! Shall I tell you about this other Loki who is also most definitely Loki?

[After that Loki clears his throat.]

Land of Luceti, I am very aware of my older self's presence, you see? It pains me to see how everyone wastes their time on pointing that out to me every time I mention my name.

[He smiles a broad and very, very nice smile.]

If there are any questions, please let me know. I am very fond of answering questions, yes?

[That is a lie.]

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[Later that day Loki heads out to the forest to do some exploring. He still hopes to find his way back to Asgard, even though his opinion about this village and some of its inhabitants is leaning towards a more positive one.

He plans to go more in the direction of those mountains when something gray, firebreathing and extremely foulmouthed catches his attention. Actually, he is very ~~pleasantly~~ surprised.]

By Odin's empty eyesocket! Thori!

[Loki turns away from the small path he has been following into the bushes to fetch his beloved dog and scratch it between its ears. After that he lifts the dog up and holds it in his arms.

The dog lets its disapproval known by letting out an impressive amount of profanities. Loki merely shakes his head.]

Hush, Thori, you are a good dog, remember?

[Loki has left this letter for Asch to read. Neatly typed on a typewriter.]

To Asch the Bloody,

I am very delighted that I got the honour to write a man whose last name is "The Bloody". It implies that one is a bloodthirsty murderer who likes to end the lives of his victims in a most bloody way.

Are you fond of bloody murder, Asch the Bloody? I find it rather gross. After all, bloodstains are quite difficult to remove from one's clothing. And it is unnecessary messy.

Do enlighten me about your bloody adventures, Asch the Bloody. I am most interested!

From: Loki Laufeyson, apartmentbuilding 5, room 25.

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[Have a large, orange, blue eye'd mook all but facepalming at you.]

So what, you the funsize version or somth'n?

[Oh! Oh! Loki points at the screen when Ben appears.]

I shall require your autograph as well! It will be a most nice addition to that of Susan Richards!

[He looks genuinely excited. But he does not get that question entirely. After all, Loki is not familiar with all Midgardian phrases yet.]

The funsize version of what exactly?

Heh. Suzie did say you were a nice kid. Sure. Swing by her place an' you'll find me. I'm around most all the time.

[A rumble of a chuckle.]

Funsized version of Loki. [He holds up a thumb and finger wide apart.] Big'un is Normal sized- [And then the distance between the two shrinks.] Little'un is funsized.

[Loki smiles. That is the first time he has been called a 'nice kid' actually, and well it feels rather good to be called nice for once.]

I shall take you on that offer.

[He nods and the smile broadens when Ben starts explaining.]

Aye! This sounds very accurate. I am a nice funsized version of Loki. I am quite fond of fun, yes?

Gonna need a bigger page, though. Dainty handwrit'ns not my style.

[He wiggles his fingers at the camera and grins.]

Eh, s'o long as your fun doesn't end up with gravity bein' flipped off or m'stuff on fire, go right ahead kid.

I shall provide you with one!

[Loki thinks about that.]

Even though that really sounds like the definition of fun I will refrain from that right now, yes? I shall not commit arson or play around with gravity.

[Ben really does not have to know that Loki is not really able to perform any form magic right now.]

Heh. To you and t'a friend of mine at home. Just make sure y'don't cause Suzie any headaches and don't burn up m'stuff, and we're good. Don't mind watch'n you set other people's houses on fire. Well. S'long as they're empty.

I cannot guarantee her head staying in good health. But if she shows signs of getting a headache I shall point out that she can take these white pills for that.

I do not cause headaches at all!

[Loki thinks about that. He is the god of fire as well, now wasn't he? He wonders why he has not been able to at least conjure one single flame. If lying is in his nature, as well as trickery, then fire should be as well...

But its not something Ben needs to know either...]

Ben, you sound like a parent.

[Ben's mostly familiar with pranks involving fire. Blame Johnny Storm for that. Burnt clothes, burn bags of @#$%, fireballs, etc.]

Stress headaches kiddo. From stress or irritat'n circumstances. But since y'say you don't, I'll take y'word for it.

[A low rumble of laughter as he shakes his head at Loki.]

Suzie's th' parent. I'm just an uncle.

Aye! I promise that I am not lying. And I am not irritating either. Do not let my name tell you otherwise!

[Oh, and...]

For those headaches there are also white pills. They dissolve in water. Do tell Susan to stock on these.

Edited (english i know this) 2012-10-13 23:36 (UTC)

Know'n Suzie she's already got a few bottles in the medicine cabinet.

[She tended to be prepared for these kind of things. Even if it's less likely to be needed without Reed or Johnny in the enclosure.]

Nah. Mischief ain't irritat'n, last I checked.

Then she is all set. There is nothing more that I can do then.

[The smile on his face broadens at that last sentence.]

Indeed! You get the concept, Ben Grimm! Mischief is not irritating.

Nope. Sometimes it's a lotta fun. Especially if it's done t'knock someone off their high horse. Then it's even more fun.

Aye!

I shall assign a most honorable task to you, Ben.

[Wait for it....]

You shall be my mischievous assistant.

[Really, that would be so very amazing.]

Really? This I gotta hear.

[Curious Ben is curious. He quirks a rocky brow ridge at the camera and waits it out, rumbling a laugh once he hears the proposal.]

Assistant huh? What d'ya got in mind kid?

We shall dress up in matching outfits. That means I will keep mine but yours will be a matching green colour as well.

I shall refer to you as my sidekick. We will be most mischievous!

[Alright that. That was hilarious. He shakes his head and props his chin on a gravely hand.]

Tell ya what kid. You find one that'll fit me and not tear? Sure.

Well, the clothes you are wearing right now are not tearing, right? I am sure the shop can provide you with some.

Clothes I'm wear'n were designed by Reed so they wouldn't tear. Unstable molecules, that kidna stuff. Don't break easy, y'know? They don't have much a that in th'shop.

They had my clothes at the shop.

Are your clothes also made'a unstable molecules?

Chemistry is not my field of expertise, I am afraid.

But my clothes are made of a most comfortable fabric that allows me to move freely, that is something that I know for sure.

Heh. Well if y'can find somth'n like that in my size that won't go sideways when I walk, sure. I kinda doubt ya will though. Not much here that fits me that don't already come from m'own closet.

I am Loki, of course I can find something in your size, Ben!

Right. How'd I ever doubt ya?