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[When Loki wakes up he feels very, very woozy and he has a hard time to focus his eyes on the sky above him. It takes a while before he realizes where he is and who he is for that matter.]

By Odin’s so...

[He stops mid-sentence because his voice does not entirely sound like his voice. Its heavier, more mature and...oh, it seems his hands have grown as well. Loki frowns and sits up and after the world has stopped spinning he starts to realize that he has grown. Or that he is stuck inside the body of his Evil Self. Or that he was his Evil Self but then not entirely evil.

So he sits there for at least five minutes and watches his feet intently. After that he moves his hands to his face and hair. And the frown on his face deepens when he notices his hair is thin and long and really not dashing at all. Now it definitely makes sense why his Evil Self hid his hair under that helmet. At least that is one mystery that got solved.

With a huff he gets on his feet and decides to head to the village to pay a visit to the shop. Perhaps a hip outfit could make everyone forget about the problem with his hair. Maybe a cool hat and a pair of jeans.]

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Attention, attention. Your days of fretting are over, Luceti for I have returned! That means the moment for a great feast has arrived. Et cetera, et cetera and so forth!

Please inform me about all the juicy gossip and similar talk, I am rather curious what has happened during my absence. I hope it is not all doom and gloom and stories of woe and sorrow. For instance, I truly hope Vegeta the Saiyan has found the fitting panties to his outfit. It has been on my mind for quite a while, you see?

Sock-a, I wish to sail on your boat.

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Where is Thor? His odd collection of plants is still here but he himself is nowhere to be found.

Ah.

He went home, right?

[OOC: I still have not made any relevant icons but just so that you know, Loki looks a bit this now. Minus the fluff on his back. He just arrived in standard white shirt and pants. He’s still the same little shit inside.

Yes, you can find him hanging around in the forest or the shop or anywhere between, just specify! c:]

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Then where am I?

...I don't have time for your games. I don't know where you are. If I did I wouldn't of asked, you imbecile.

Grumpy old man. I shall let you in on a secret:

I am at home.

Are you coming over to pummel me now? Will you be that predictable?

[He didn't even keep the journal open long enough to hear the last sentence. Over the past few months, he's found a fondness for duct tape to take care of smaller irritating problems that a punch hasn't already solved, or wasn't murder worthy- so he's grabbed his roll of it before he heads out to Loki's residence.]

[Instead of ripping the door off its hinges this time, he bothers to knock. Loki won't be expecting him to actually knock on the door, which will make the shock and surprise he's hoping to evoke that much more sweeter.

Then he is going to try to duct tape Loki to a damn chair and taping his mouth shut so he can't scream.]

[Loki could've seen that coming from miles away because Vegeta the Saiyan is unable to calm his temper. And actually, that is the fun thing about it all.

Okay, the knocking is a surprise and he chuckles softly, putting the journal on the table before he stands up.]

Vegeta the Saiyan I am not decent for a proper pummeling yet.

[Vegeta might notice the difference in his voice since he is not at all sounding like a child anymore.]

Allow me to put on fitting clothes.

[He certainly does notice the change in voice. That is clearly not a child speaking to him. What the hell happened to Loki while he was gone?]

What are you doing, lounging around naked in there? [This is the deciding factor whether or not he kicks down the door.]

Stark naked, Vegeta the Saiyan. Absolutely stark naked. As in no clothes on.

[He's not naked at all, but he does do some sneaking towards the bedroom that used to belong to Thor. And he crawls underneath the bed as well.]

Enough of your lies, I'm coming in. [However, the voice behind the door leaves him questioning what exactly happened to the young god. Either way, he's entering the room- and if that's means breaking the lock on the door, then that's what he's doing. He walks in, looking around cautiously.]

Come out here, runt.

[Loki is underneath a bed. Try to find him, Vegeta. He sure as hell isn't telling you where he is.

This is a game of hide and seek.]

[Looking around the room, he sees no sign of Loki. he has a sneaking suspicion that this might be a tricks, but they boy has never been a threat before- so he's not terribly worried.

He throws open a closet first, peering in but finding nothing. He couldn't of gotten far, so he finally decides to check under the bed by lifting it up and holding it at shoulder height.

Oh.

There he is. And...much, much older.

WTF]

Alas, you have found me. What a keen eye do you have, Vegeta the Saiyan.

[Loki throws his hands in the air and hops back on his feet while Vegeta is holding the bed up.]

Please be careful with the bed. I would prefer it if you would not throw it around everywhere.

Ah- [He's a little surprised at how Loki's returned to them. And that Loki is suddenly much, much taller than Vegeta. And questionably almost as old? He can't tell.

He doesn't throw the bed, but he does drop it back into place. But at the Saiyan's 5'5'', the bed should be ok. Right?]

Well you're kind of hard to miss. Especially looking like that.

[Loki looks indeed a whole lot older, and taller and there's a lot more muscle on his body than he had as a kid. Still, his movements are a bit awkward.]

You did not find me right away!.

[He flashes a grin.]

Therefore I win.

I wasn't playing a game with you, boy. [Well that kinda feels weird to say since well...he's not a boy right now.] Though you might want to reconsider aging, if you gods have an ability to control that. You won't be getting any maidens in that sorry condition you're in now.

I am a man now. Thus that makes at least one of your arguments invalid. [He points at Vegeta.]

Well...to make assumptions about my appearance is childish, Vegeta the Saiyan. That is what children do. We are grown men now.

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