not_a_troll | 3. [action]/[written] [slightly forwarded to the night from the 5th to the 6th of november]

[Action]
[When Loki wakes up the sun is already setting. And he has to admit he feels rather horrible. His feet are cold and his neck feels stiff and sore. He is also not wearing his own clothes, but a black pair of pants and a t shirt to match. They dressed him up in rather boring civvies.
The journal is lying next to him and he grabs it but doesn't open it at all.

First thing he does after getting up is climbing a small tree, trying to sort his thoughts before anyone would spot him, because for some reason they fail to make sense.

Well, knows what he has been doing the past couple of days. There was a draft, undead creatures and he set up traps, met one girl with blue hair and another girl with knives. He got wounded. And that is where everything becomes very blurry.

He might have visited a hospital? Something with books about chess? And there was this vague image of Saori somewhere...and his older self. And blood.

He waits until darkness has settled in completely and the other people in the village are going to their beds. Honestly, Loki is not the most happy 12 year old at this point, and all he wants is to get to his room without being seen. Without having to answer questions or have awkward conversations that would only be a great contribution to that headache that is slowly developing...]

[Written] (the next morning)
Billy! Or anyone who lives on the fifth floor of the fifth apartmentbuilding!
It is of great importance that the system of heating is turned on inside my room.

If one has done so allow me to express my joy with a smiley face :-)

[OOC: Loki got killed during the zombie!event on the 28th, his death penalty is a creepy inability to feel warmth.

He'll stay the night at Saori's place, but feel free to catch him snooping around in backyards.]

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[He leans forward to try to examine the indicated area of his chest.]

It was still only my intention to aid you and not defeat you in any contest. I will gladly act as your escort!

[Ninja's should not be that gullible. So Loki decides to play along.]

Ah, but you cannot see my gaping wound. It is on the inside, yes?

[He leans forward as well, lowering his voice to a whisper.]

Like a broken heart.

Oh no... Please, young one! I will do everything I can to heal this wound!

[This ninja has the weirdest face and Loki looks at him with an amused look in his eyes. He is slowly forgetting what has happened to him.

A wicked grin appears around his lips...]

Everything? Absolutely everything?

Of course. Please, state what you need!

Alas, there is not much that is able to heal the wound one has inflicted onto me.

[Loki shakes his head. Really, situations like these always brings the worst out in him.]

But..., do not fret, I have an excellent solution for the predicament we're in. I am very smart, you see?

[He leans forward a bit, looking as if he's about to tell the other a great secret.]

Right now I shall return home and you will do as well. And if I am in need of your great ninja skills I will call upon you.

Ah... I see. So I am no longer worthy of protecting you.

Worry does not befit a great ninja.

[Loki pats Lee on the shoulder in an encouraging way, looking at him.]

You have really big eyebrows. As if they are seperate entities. Truly fascinating.

Oh... Thank you? I am most honored. My eyebrows mirror those of my sensei.

Sensei? Is that a dish that needs to be consumed utilizing tiny wooden sticks instead of cutlery?

No! That is the name given to one's teacher! He is most definitely not edible in any fashion!

Well, your eyebrows look a bit like a thick sort of Midgardian noodley pasta. Hence the confusion.

But - nor are my eyebrows edible! They are rich and thick, embodying all of the vitality and potential of my youth!

Are you weeping?

[And he has no idea how such eyebrows could embody such things. They were just really weird, thick eyebrows.]

Of course, that I have not noticed such a thing earlier. My deepest and most sincere apologies.

[Not really, they were still thick, weird eyebrows.]

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[He wipes at his face quickly.]

N-no. You were mistaken. The springtime of youth merely chose to leak through my eyes at that moment. But there is no need to apologize. I can endure all criticism.

No. Those were tears.

They have nothing to do with the term youth.

[Loki gives the other the strangest look.]

Your are an odd ninja. If you were in a movie you would probably the 'clumsy' sidekick of a really skilled ninja.

Eh? This is not so! [Even if it sometimes canonically is.] I move with inestimable grace!

[He jogs and jabs in place to showcase this.]

[Loki crosses his arms.]

My apologies.

[He leans in a bit closer, looking at Lee's movement with a curious expression on his face.]

...But I just find myself not very convinced by this.

[Lee turns and looks into his eyes with his own unblinking ovals.]

Do I fail to impress you?

I am afraid so.

[Loki rubs his temples for a moment. His head is still buzzing, apparently.]

I apologize. [He'd give him a more direct demonstration, but, well... he's not exactly ready to try beating up a kid.] Ah... Are you well?

Ninja of great eyebrows, you definitely apologize too much.

[Loki looks up and moves to rub his neck instead.]

I am fine.

[But only he is not.]

I apologize if you are offended by my apologies. I mean no disrespect in the least!

I would like you to confirm that you are absolutely sure that you are not in need of an escort at this time.

I will be offended if you continue to apologize for your apologies where you have to apologize for.

[Loki raises his eyebrows.]

I shall take my leave.

[He is not going to confirm anything. All he wishes is a warm bed.]

Then... please take care, young one.

[He may do some light stalking from the shadows until Loki reaches his home anyway. Just in case.]

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