Loki Laufeyson (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
not_a_troll) wrote2013-02-24 06:12 pm
not_a_troll) wrote2013-02-24 06:12 pm
6. [action/text]
[Loki is up at a ridiculous early hour. He hurries to post a message on the corkboard and after that he hurries back into his room to rummage through his stuff and not wake Thor. When it is about sleepovers of a most epic kind Loki needs to come prepared, of course. He figures there might be blankets and a pillow so at least he does not have to drag that all through town.
He picks out some books, some clothes, grabs the notebook where he hid that weird note he has scribbled that one time he cannot remember. He is humming a song to distract him from the fact that he is more confused than anything right now. He has not been able to speak to Leah after their visit to the spa. He has been quite successful in avoiding her, actually, especially since the effect of the chocolates did not fade like they should. Still, sometimes he still peeked out of the window at nights to see if she was sitting there like she always did. Habits never really die easily, after all.
And that is where this epic sleepover comes in! And feel free to bump into him as he is running up and down floor five, making a mess of the kitchen or being far too loud during the morning.]
[Well, Loki arrives at House 44 quite on time. He's holding a bag filled with books and another bag with clothes. Really, the god of mischief is not one for many luggage.]
Hello! Hello! Hello! I have come for the great sleepover!
[He is waving to anyone who might spot him standing underneath a window or in front of the door. And of course he'll knock the door a couple of times for emphasis.]
[Written]
Dearest land of Luceti,
Since the great feast of Valentine has passed us I think it is an excellent time to assess eachother's experiences during this great feast. Have you been able to achieve great love through my excellent advices? Have you been able to make out with the tongues? Or did you even got the time to rut? After all, the feast of Valentines is an excellent opportunity for such acts of pleasure.
Dr. L. Laufeyson is once again open for all your remarks, suggestions, questions, assumptions, ideas, thoughts, opinions, feelings, views, presumptions, analyses, stories, could be's and should be's.
I am most interested in your stories and I shall answer all your questions just as accurate as I have done before, yes?
All the best in the Nine Realms and the like,
L. Laufeyson
PS: Is there anyone else still suffering from the effects from these chocolate treats? I am still rather eager to engage in the act of hugging. :-/
He picks out some books, some clothes, grabs the notebook where he hid that weird note he has scribbled that one time he cannot remember. He is humming a song to distract him from the fact that he is more confused than anything right now. He has not been able to speak to Leah after their visit to the spa. He has been quite successful in avoiding her, actually, especially since the effect of the chocolates did not fade like they should. Still, sometimes he still peeked out of the window at nights to see if she was sitting there like she always did. Habits never really die easily, after all.
And that is where this epic sleepover comes in! And feel free to bump into him as he is running up and down floor five, making a mess of the kitchen or being far too loud during the morning.]
[Well, Loki arrives at House 44 quite on time. He's holding a bag filled with books and another bag with clothes. Really, the god of mischief is not one for many luggage.]
Hello! Hello! Hello! I have come for the great sleepover!
[He is waving to anyone who might spot him standing underneath a window or in front of the door. And of course he'll knock the door a couple of times for emphasis.]
[Written]
Dearest land of Luceti,
Since the great feast of Valentine has passed us I think it is an excellent time to assess eachother's experiences during this great feast. Have you been able to achieve great love through my excellent advices? Have you been able to make out with the tongues? Or did you even got the time to rut? After all, the feast of Valentines is an excellent opportunity for such acts of pleasure.
Dr. L. Laufeyson is once again open for all your remarks, suggestions, questions, assumptions, ideas, thoughts, opinions, feelings, views, presumptions, analyses, stories, could be's and should be's.
I am most interested in your stories and I shall answer all your questions just as accurate as I have done before, yes?
All the best in the Nine Realms and the like,
L. Laufeyson
PS: Is there anyone else still suffering from the effects from these chocolate treats? I am still rather eager to engage in the act of hugging. :-/
[Action No prob! C:]
We have?
[He looks familiar. But another sort of familiar. Loki taps his chin.]
Perhaps we have, yes.
[action]
[Once the water is on, he comes back in to face Loki properly.]
"I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi, and it's an honor to meet you, my friend."
[action]
[Loki nods and rises from the chair.]
Before we shall discuss lightsabers and the empirial march and other business of Star Wars, yes?
I am sure you are already familiar with my name since I have a magnificent reputation and the like...
[Still, he extends his hand.]
Loki Laufeyson of the house of Odin.
[action]
Well, he certainly seemed more cheerful than the elder, to be sure. Obi-Wan accepts the handshake.]
"I may have heard of you before, yes."
[The words are accompanied with a slight grin. He's even willing to overlook that business about the Imperial March.
Touchy subject there.]
[action]
[Loki puts his hands on his hips.]
You must have heard of me. Perhaps from Luke Skywalker, yes?
[action]
[He doesn't allow himself to chuckle, despite Loki's indignation.]
"Well, I'm pleased to meet you at last."
[action]
[Loki moves to tap his chin.]
I think we can positively conclude that we are quite pleased to meet eachother in general. Most of the time that means the beginning of one of those beautiful, glorious friendships individuals are so very fond of.