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[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. :-/

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[Loki grins broadly before he gathers that heavy bag of books and the smaller one with clothes.]

Oh! That was when I returned from the draft of Vaskoth, yes? After I got beheaded for being undead. I remember.

We had a pleasant conversation.

[He nods shortly as he waits for Adele to unlock the door.]

I believe so, yes.

[Even if she hadn't been aware of it- and brushes past the part where she'd offer her condolences. He was alive and if he wished to discuss it? He'd discuss it.]

You were a most polite house guest if I remember correctly.

[Five, six, seven locks and she can finally open the door for them.]

[Loki raises an eyebrow at the locks. Why so many? Do burglars and thieves frequent house 44?]

I am most polite, yet I cannot resist the urge to ask you about the abundance of locks on the door.

Who are you trying to keep out? Do you get unexpected house guests? The really unwelcome type of unexpected guests?

I think you are quite aware that there are some individuals in the enclose that are less than civil.

[She steps in once Loki's inside and turns to start setting the locks back into place.]

Well, there are some. Yet, they have never tried to broke into my quarters. And I keep a shaken milk machine of great value.

[He steps inside and starts to undo his boots.]

Any specific individuals I should look out for then?

Perhaps they simply know better.

[Locks seen to she shakes out her coat and hangs it on the coat tree, stamping the muck and slush from her boots.]

While you stay with us? You are in one of the safest buildings in the village.

[Loki looks at the locks and shakes his head.]

Some can walk through walls. Locks will do no good.

[He adjusts his gloves briefly before speaking again.]

Yet, I am not here to take away your sense of safety, my deepest apologies. It is nice to meet you again, Adele. I look forward to sharing the house with you for a couple of weeks.

We've also a goddess, a wizard, and a Jedi in attendance. This is not a home most would wish to wander into uninvited.

[The locks, on the whole, were a stalling tactic more than anything else for those that could be stopped by them. Anything larger? She's out the back door.]

It will be a bit of a full house but you are more than welcome. Mind the dragons and the cats, and try not to trip over Ranni.

That is an impressive line-up indeed. I never knew Jedi's lived here? I do hope he possesses a light saber and talks about the force.

I am familiar with the abundance of pets and creatures. I shall pay attention to their presence and such.

[Loki nods deeply.]

You will not even know I am here, I promise.

Ben's moved in recently- Obi-Wan Kenobi. He does posses a light saber and speaks on the Force if asked, but for the most part he keeps his own council, drinks tea, and assists me in wrangling the dragons when they are feeling mischievous.

[Which was more and more often as of late.]

Somehow I doubt that, but I do not mind it. There's something to be said for a full home.

[Loki's eyes widen for a moment.]

So Luke Skywalker and Obi Wan Kenobi reside here in this village? I shall ask him for his autograph and a light saber.

[He nods again.]

There are many things to be said about full houses. But most of the time it comes down to being full, you see?

It is only temporary.

Luke lives just a little further down the path, just past the house with the talking ponies.

[That will never become less odd to say.]

I'm not certain he can give those away quite so readily, Loki. They're not so easy to make as a regular blade.

I know Luke Skywalker. He has been the one who negociated the agreement between me and my other older self. I still have to investigate after the talking ponies, though. Frakki does not talk, for instance.

Oh, I know, they are the tools of the Jedi knights of Star Wars.

You had an argument with your older self- wait. no. I do not wish to know. That is between the two of you and I'd rather not.

[She motions to the kitchen, prepared to make him a mug of tea.]

Ben and Luke are Jedi Masters rather than knights, but yes.

I cannot say too much about it either. There are lives at stake, you see? And I do not trust you with such information.

[A small pause...]

Please do not be offended for me saying that.

[Loki follows her and moves to sit on the counter.]

Truly exciting.

...it says something about how I've adjusted to living here that I am not at all offended, surprised, or even curious.

[She shakes her head and gives him a bit of a look for the counter business. The cats and dragons she'll take it from, but Loki is neither.]

We've chairs, Loki. I'd prefer if you used them.

[Loki raises his hands in an apologetic way and jumps off the counter.]

Old habits and such.

[He moves to sit down in a chair instead, eagerly awaiting his tea.]

Regarding your first comment. That brings me great relief.

It'd more to prevent the cats and dragons from seeing someone do that. If they do they'll attempt to emulate the behavior and then it's cat hair and dragon fur in the meals at all hours. A terrible thing.

[The most pragmatic and domestic answer is also the most true.]

I've enough to mind without wondering about something extra, and you've enough to mind without having to explain it. This way neither of us is unduly burdened, mm?

That would be truly catastrophic. I value the concept of giving 'a good example', you see?

[Loki nods, not really fond of food with hair in it to begin with. And Loki is the last one in the world that is picky about food.

He grins at that.]

Those are wise words, Adele. To get too involved in other people's affairs can be quite a burden. On the other hand, wouldn't you be a bad friend to not care about such things? Hmmm, something about a double edged sword and the like.

I've a rule- I do not discuss gods with other gods. That includes you, despite your youth and lack of a godly stature.

[It just makes life easier in the long run. Soon enough the kettle is steaming and she's setting a mug of tea to steep for herself.]

Would you care for tea or for cocoa, Loki?

Alas, and here I was hoping I could gossip about Saori or my older self. Do gods need a godly stature to be a god? That is an odd theory, Adele.

[Loki shakes his head briefly before he hears her question.]

Tea with cocoa please.

Not particularly, but humans tend to have a particular figure in mind when they speak of a god. A teenager is not often a part of that figure.

[She quirks a brow at the request and mixes him a mug of cocoa, steeps a mug of tea, and murmurs.]

What would the proper tea to cocoa ratio be?

Oh yes. Large muscled men with flowing long hair and beards that depict their neverending, godly wisdom. They ride magical chariots and are fond of temples. They live in clouds or on mountains. They are immortal and have many, many powers.

[Loki raises his arms and utters a soft 'ta-dah'.]

See me as a pocket size version of those. Without a beard, of course.

[He hums softly.]

Fifty-fifty.

When they think of the Norse sort, yes. The Eastern Pantheons seem a little different in what is expected.

[As it is requested, so it is made, an even measure of cocoa and tea is added to Loki's mug before she offers it over.]

Half the size and twice the sarcasm.

A Loki temple would be quite awesome. I would suggest the Midgardians to offer me shaken milk and quite a lot of skittles. But I shall curse those who bestow green skittles upon me.

[Loki takes the mug with a pleased smile on his face.]

Divine sarcasm. And I am half a giant.

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