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8. [action/written]

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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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Indeed. Which is odd, because mostly I am awfully lucky, you see? But perhaps one can be too lucky and eventually all luck runs out. Perhaps I have run out of luck.

You wish to keep me company? I can imagine if you rather stay away...I do wish a bowl of skittles. And a sandwich too.

I'd call it more of a hiccup in the luck department, but my side effects involved polka-dot puppies, so I'm not sure I'm qualified to say.

Skittles and a sandwich, coming right up. I can bring milkshakes too.

I truly hope it is but a hiccup. Even though I wish not to think of it there is always a fear lingering that one day you might lose someone again.

We could do a trade. I take the polka dotted puppies and you take this. But I will keep the smiley headdress. That only seems fair.

I have a contraption that makes milkshakes.

Are you not cross with me?

[...Ahaha... yeah, that. About that. Billy pauses for a moment, considerin a response, then shrugs it off. They could keep talking about milkshakes, or polka-dot puppies, or all kinds of unimportant things. Brush it off like it's all that matters.

But this matters.]

That was like a month ago, Loki. Yeah, I was mad. And I still have questions. But I was worried, you know?

I could try to answer them.

PS: smiley-caps are hip in Midgard, right?

[Smiley-caps.......]

Would telling you no even stop you from wearing one?

[Nevermind the overuse of the word "hip", good grief-]

Nevermind. I'll be right over.

[Loki checks himself into a mirror. Nope, definitely not.]

Absolutely not.

Aye. Knock before you enter!

Will do.

[And there'll be the aforementioned knocking on the door not long after, and if it's not locked Billy will just let himself in. He does indeed have a baggie with a sandwich and some Skittles, though they're not sorted. Save him the green ones, you monster.]

Loki? I'm here...

[Actually, Loki is nervous. Even while wearing a very outdated smiley cap and a shirt with a dinosaur on it and a pair of jeans he still finds this rather uncomfortable.

Not only being inside of the body of his Evil self, or...well, his body but also everything else felt different. For starters, his legs were very hairy, as well as other parts of his body. And perhaps he did smell like old men musk...

The knock on the door puts a stop to all the thinking he is doing.]

Aye! Come in!

[Loki plops on the couch and looks at the door.]

[He tries his best to stay composed, for Loki's sake, but the sight of old Loki, their-universe-Loki, in a dinosaur shirt and a smiley hat and- and just-

....pfffffft.

Well, at least he has the sense to cover his mouth that hopefully muffles the laugh-snort before he can contain it. It's the most ridiculous thing he's ever seen in his life, and since arriving here, he's seen plenty of that.]

...I, uh. Sorry. Definitely... different...

Are you laughing at me?

[Loki cocks his head, raising both eyebrows while he pulls up his knees to make sitting more comfortable.]

Is it that funny? Are my clothes not 'civvie' enough? Am I in need of sneakers too?

[He wiggles his toes.]

Just a little. I can't lie, though, it's kind of jarring.

[Here, though- have some foodstuffs.]

They do have a terrible sense of humour, huh. Hopefully it won't last long.

Well, perhaps you have a point, but I am not him. If I were him I would've done oodles of very evil stuff while cackling.

[He accepts the food very eagerly because, frankly, he's really hungry.]

Ah, it is allright. Just uncomfortable. And my Evil Self's hair is rather unfortunate as well.

[Loki shifts while sitting on the couch. He knows questions will be coming. Questions he would not like but...he owes Billy that much.]

[Thus the silly hat, apparently.

Billy notices Loki's discomfort, though, and he can figure out why, considering their conversation, so he doesn't beat around the bush any further.]

What spell was that? I've never seen anything like it.

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Helios' spell, I refined it.

[He looks at his toes and starts counting the hairs on them.]

Well...refined is not the good word. I rewrote it.

...You messed it up, is what you did. You screwed with a spell you weren't ready to try, and it hurt you.

[Billy shifts uncomfortably, looking down for a moment. Loki wasn't the only one hurt.]

Why didn't you talk to any of us about it? Why didn't you talk to me?

[How am I supposed to teach you if you don't trust me with this stuff?]

I am aware of the trust I damaged. And the selfishness I have shown.

[He clenches his hands to fists, frowning deeply. This is what Midgardians meant when they expressed that some things 'hit home'. It definitely hit home because something twisted in his gut.]

The plan was that no one would notice. I would leave and that would be it, you see?

[He lowers his voice to a whisper.]

I felt the same as you would...if you wake up and Teddy would be amiss.

[That's not exactly a satisfactory answer - certainly not the first part - but the second... well, it definitely earns some points in the sympathy department.]

...Because... of Leah?

[He'd known they were close, but wow. He hadn't known Loki's feelings for her had been that strong.]

I miss her greatly.

[He knows that his sentiments towards her had changed after that dreaded love curse. And he was not even sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

There is a vague color on his cheeks but that could also be because he's an adult now.]

I have kissed her. With the tongues, you see? And there was something about her smile.

It was but a curse. But it is grand to be able to hold hands with the one you... with your bff. With Leah. Yet, all I have done is bring harm to her.

[Wow, um. That makes things... really awkward.]

She won't remember, you know. Back home. For better or worse, it won't matter.

[It's... sad, that reminder that all their memories here are essentially worthless when you get sent home, but it's better than thinking you've done irreversible damage to someone, right?]

[Loki is staring at his hands now, completely forgetting the snacks Billy has brought him.]

I never expected this to happen. Because we are bff's, you see? I do not wish to remember I have taken advantage of her like that or...that I have utterly failed to protect her from my older self.

[He is chewing his lower lip and definitely isn't resembling the Loki Billy might know at all. The look on his face is different, and his voice is soft.]

Therefore it has been a most selfish act.

[He's never seen anything like this before, on this Loki or the younger version he's used to. He can't help but shift a little closer; being with Teddy for so long has made physical appearance mean a lot less to him than it might for other people. After a moment he sets a hand lightly on Loki's shoulder.]

I think... under the circumstances, I can forgive it. But only if it doesn't happen again.

[He doesn't want to keep worrying about you, bro.]

[Loki doesn't like to know he lets people down. That he gave in to selfishness, that he hurt his friends.

And actually, the hand on his shoulder feels quite comforting.]

That sounds like a fair deal. Perhaps time heals all wounds, yes?

[There is a careful smile on his face.]

After all. Leah and I could never be more than bffs.

Well... you know the saying, never say never. But you're still kind of young to be committing to anything- don't Asgardian gods have rules about dating?

[It's mostly a tease, mind you. He has no idea how old or young the kid version is supposed to be.

Though the idea of saying that to him when he looks like a cranky old Loki is just weird. Still, it's easier to lighten the mood, with Loki smiling again.]

Asgardian dating rules?

[Loki things about this and he leans a bit towards Billy, lowering his voice.]

I would not mind...if Leah would like us to be something beyond bff's. She has a really kind smile, you see? Even though one does not see it much often.

[The smile is still visible on his face but it seems to fade slowly.]

Dating is not akin to marriage. It is pleasant to know you are loved by someone.

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