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[Everyone who is listening can hear the sound of leaves rustling followed by a soft groan coming from someone's mouth.

After that there are footsteps that slowly fade away but get louder again after a minute or two. Apparently someone discovered the book and the small yelp followed by a referral to Odin's empty eye socket might give the impression that someone managed to step into a pinecone with his bare foot.

There is more rustling and a soft thud, the sound of someone opening a book and...]

Oh! It is a Midgardian recording device in a book!

How perfectly...impractical!

[Since the owner of this voice, Loki Laufeyson from Asgard, is really fond of any Midgardian way of communicating through long-distance connections he figures the book out in a rather quick way.

Eventually his face appears on everyone's feed, finger tapping against the screen to test if it might be a screen of touch, like his own phone of Stark used to have.]

Everyone! I figure this book of communication has been left to me with a certain purpose. So I shall ask for your aid, yes?

[Loki takes a deep breath.]

First of all, someone has provided me with white pants, yet has forgotten to give me a proper shirt. Second of all, I am fairly sure this is not Broxton.

Is there a town nearby? At least one where I can get proper garments?

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[Except for the fact the world is spinning around him Loki feels fine and looks around himself, taking a couple of steps forward to appreciate this environment properly.]

My thanks, Wiccan.

[He spins around on one foot and points at one of the shops on the left of them.]

I am not one for shopping but I figure we could start there. And after I have reclaimed what is mine you should tell me more about your abilities.

Oh, sure. [Is that an excuse to ramble magic? Because he can totally do that. He starts for the clothing shop first, gesturing as he walks.] We can talk in the store actually, if you want- I could use some more civvies.

[And he's still on the lookout for his more dorky shirts, just in case.]

Aye!

[So he really could just pick everything from that store? But wait...civvies? Now thats a phrase Loki has never heard of...]

Civvies? Is that a Midgardian type of costume? Is it the type of garment Midgardians love so much that they decide to all purchase it because it is...a trend to do so? Yes?

[Loki starts walking towards the store, actually rather excited.]

Civvies- oh, uh. I guess they didn't have that in Asgard.

[Is he an official guide to Earth customs, now? Because he can roll with that.]

It means "civilian clothes". It's what supers usually wear when they're not in costume.

[Oh, Loki gets it!]

Since I am gifted with mischief my Asgardian garments would be my super hero costume, yes? So if I change into...say, a pair of Midgardian jeans and a shirt I will be dressed in my civvies.

Then I shall acquire some civvies for myself as well.

[He opens the door to the shop and looks inside. And right there, next to a stack of black slacks...his own clothes.]

By Odin's empty eyesocket!

[Pffft, that's such a great expression. Billy follows his eyes to the clothing on display, zeroing in on something that looks... kind of Asgardian? It's hard to tell when it's piled like that, but he's just going to take an educated guess.]

Let me guess, you found your own stuff? It shows up here within the first few days, so don't worry, this is normal.

Aye!

[Loki holds up a pile of clothes containing a lot of green and black and some yellow details.]

Shopkeeper, I shall be taking these. These are my clothes, I shall not pay any fee for them.

[Immediately he moves to put his clothes on and proves he has find a remarkable quick way to put on two shirts, a pair of tights, a tunic, gloves and a pair of boots. After that he walks around while pulling a black hood over his head, quickly tucking his hair underneath.]

Ah! That is mine as well!

[He leans over to grab something that looks like a golden tiara from the counter and puts that on his head.]

Wiccan, I am most ready to purchase more garments. I would suggest that corner over there. It has shirts containing witty exclamations, I am quite fond of those.

[Witty excla- oh god he means the joke shirts. Loki likes the joke shirts.

This? This is awesome, and he grins, shaking his head with one hand rested on his hip. He waves apologetically at the shopkeeper (who has already lost interest- sigh, clueless New Feathers - and follows Loki over to the display.]

Actually, money doesn't exist here. You can basically take what you want and not have to pay for any of it.

[Loki is all over that display and is busy looking through said shirts, contemplating what witty text would fit him most. He listens to Wiccan's words and smiles broadly.]

I see. The inhabitants of this village have access to free clothes and in exchange scientists use us for their...experiments, yes?

[Loki is not looking as if he is agreeing to such a term and...oh...oh, that shirt. He picks it up and shows it to Wiccan.]

Shirts with the faces of rage! They are most perfect when I want to express my feelings at certain events.

Yeah, that's right. It's not the greatest deal in the world, but I've definitely seen worse.

[He blinks at the shirt, taken aback for a moment - holy crap, that's seriously a rageface shirt. And now he's kind of kicking himself for not finding it first; Teddy probably would've loved it.

The mental image of Loki wearing it is a nice trade-off, though, admittedly.]

I prefer the troll, myself.

I am not sure about that, Wiccan.

[Loki looks serious for a moment before handing the shirt to his newly made friend.]

Here. You take this one then, I shall take that one over there. It shall be a good addition to both our civvies, yes?

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[Oh wow, he actually found one, Billy takes the shirt with a grin, slinging it over his arm and nodding his head.]

Sounds like a plan. So you've got an outfit, and you can always come back for more- want to find a place to stay until you can go home, next?

[Of course he did! Loki knows these kind of things!]

That would be rather nice.

[Loki plucks a pair of jeans from the rack as well.]

You know a...hotel or a ehm...motel, Wiccan?

I've got one better- a whole apartment. You can stay there for free, if you want. There's lots of room.

[Loki smiles again.]

I can use some sleep and then find a proper way back home tomorrow.

[He still refuses to believe he is stuck here. Not even after all the things Wiccan has told him. Loki believes in the fact there is a way out of everything. Also this land of Luceti.]

Show me the way.

[...Ouch, poor kid. Billy doesn't correct him, though- let him hold on to that confidence. No reason to make him doubt it right away, or potentially start an argument.]

Sure, come on. It's not far from here, so we can just walk.

[Aaaand he starts off, leading the way out of the store and along the path towards building #5.]

[Suddenly Loki is very aware of this feeling of drowsiness, his head feeling a bit heavy. He yawns shortly as he walks next to the other. He holds the jeans and the shirt in his arms, rather excited to try them on.]

Are there more people living there?

[He figures the answer is 'yes' since it would be most logic.]

Plenty, yeah. It's got 8 floors, so it would be pretty depressing if it was just me. It can't compete with the skyscrapers back home, but it's a step up from all the little houses around here.

[Loki nods shortly and yawns afterwards. Not that Wiccan is telling him something boring, not at all, but the thought of a bed waiting and maybe some food afterwards makes him even more drowsy.]

Where will I be staying? I mean...the floor?

[He starts to walk a bit slower, still yawning.]

What? No way! You can have your own apartment. There's an empty one right across from mine- you get your own room with a bed and everything.

[Whoa, that is really kind and Loki smiles a more warmer smile now.]

A place to sleep sounds really good right now, I must say.

I am most grateful for all your help. When I shall leave you must give me your address so we can become b.f.f.'s through writing letters, yes?

Pen-b.f.f.'s.

P-pen- [Billy has to conceal a laugh. It's really- it's cute. Ugh, Loki, stop being cute.] You mean pen pals? I don't mind that, but you could just be my neighbour and visit sometimes, too. My apartment's number 21.

[Poor kid's looking pretty wasted, though, so once they're through the apartment doors, Billy lifts his hands again, calling up his magic.]

Hold on, we don't have to take the stairs. This is a shorter jump than going from the plaza.

[Teleporting to the fifth floor, whee?]

Aye! Pen pals.

[He should remember that word, it sounds really awesome.]

I could do a combination of both. I will visit you and bring a letter.

[Loki rubs his eyes and yawns, looking at what Billy is doing.]

That sounds like a good plan. One has a sharp mind, Wiccan.

[Whee!]

[And lo, they have arrived! Billy lets the magic settle and fade, then points to the rooms available on Susan's side of the hall.]

These two are what's open right now- on this floor, anyway. I'm just gonna pick one now, if you don't mind, and you can move to whichever apartment you want after you've slept.

[He starts for #25, which is closest- plus it has the best window arrangement.]

[His heads spins a bit after being teleported to one of the floors. He looks around himself, blinking. A bed sounds so very good right now.]

One is worthy of the thankfulness of Loki, Wiccan of New York.

[He smiles and makes a theatrical gesture with his arms.]

But I must be forward with you. I desire a good, long sleep.

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