Video + action

[complicatedliar]

Who: Loki
Broadcast: Video
Action: Marsiva
When: Current

[When last he was awake, Loki had been curled up in the bed he shared with Rogue, in the addition of his house they'd built together in Luceti. He ascertains very quickly that many things had changed, including:

1. No Rogue.
   
2. No wings. He can find no objection to that development at least.
   
3. Even if he could really do without the new set of scars, however neat, on his shoulderblades.
   
4. But there is this ghastly thing in the back of his neck now.
   
5. Definitely no longer in Luceti.
   
6. Definitely not back in Asgard, either.
   
7. Which is a bit annoying since he'd just been getting down to the business of ruling the place from behind Odin's face when Luceti had snatched him up anyway.
   
8. Someone's taken all his daggers. Smart of them. He shall find out who at his earliest convenience and then gut them with something far duller so that they can fully apprehend what a bad idea that was.
   
9. They took his books as well, somehow. Gutting will occur with the most blunt instrument he can find.
   
10. Oh, this is space. And he's on a space ship. Hm.
    
11. He cannot easily escape said space ship. Really, again?
    

New situations are, at least, interesting. The first order of business after a bit of arcane poking about to ascertain his imprisonment and its nature, is to find out more information so he can begin prodding the pieces in place to improve his lot and get him out of here. There's to be an audience? One part amusing (he does so like to manipulate an audience) and one part infuriating (how dare he be treated like a sideshow).

Well, there will be blood, etc etc etc. On a time scale that pleases him.

The most unexpected result of his initial quiet investigating is that there's an arcane signature about that is his. Something of his, something he has touched and bespelled, is already around. And he would very much like to know just what that is. After brief consideration, he decides to make a video broadcast (well, isn't this familiar, even if the trappings are different) since that will also no doubt find out for him if he is known by anyone in this place.

If he is? Well, he could always do with a list of chew toys. And if not? Could be very fun indeed.

Thus, video. Loki looking coolly amused.]

There's something of mine that seems to have wandered off and found itself here. I [will... no, let's be plausibly courteous for now until the situation unfolds a bit more] would very much like to have it back.

[Video ends there.

After that, he'll take a more thorough stalk through the Marsiva, trying to get a full sense of this new prison.]

Comments

audio;

[redactions]

In this corner of the world, we say please.

[ It's a miracle it's not a snarl. ]

audio;

[complicatedliar]

[What's this, a volunteer to be chew toy? He doesn't recognize the voice, but the hostility is like catnip.

Here, have some amused surprise.]

Truly? What sort of realm do you come from, that you so commonly say please to thieves?

audio;

[redactions]

[ Natasha would say it is a very, very bad idea to keep talking. He's nowhere near ready to play any kind of game with a god of mischief. Jim just huffs irritably. ]

Me? I'm planning to send the powers that be a bouquet. You like daisies?

audio;

[complicatedliar]

Oh, so you come from a realm that enjoys and encourages thievery. I hope everyone does watch their purse strings about you.

[Right, as if Loki himself cares one way or another. He can pick pockets with the best of them when he's so inclined. But this is about the game, and playing the wounded party.

He's going to lay a bet with himself that this one is from Midgard, from the way he speaks. Thus...]

Should you not have asked after pansies if you wish to be cutting? Will I have to craft all your insults for you? I'd not mind so much, but I prefer to not put myself out so for someone I know not.

audio;

[redactions]

[ He opens his mouth, and then shuts it, and sulks. It'll end badly for him anyway, the best response is probably to ignore it. ]

[ Of course, the better idea is not engage, but he's like a starved dog with a piece of meat dangling in front of him. ]

Fair enough. Captain America. Pleasure to meet you. [ not. ] Again.

audio; (ngl, I cackled)

[complicatedliar]

[Aw, it thinks it's cute.]

I've had a great many discussions at varying volumes with that meathead Rogers, and you sound nothing like him.

Pull the other one, it's got bells on.

audio; he's so cranky omg

[redactions]

[ Coldly, ]

Listen again.

[ He's not lying. ]

audio; (ehehehe)

[complicatedliar]

No, you still sound nothing like him.

Perhaps if you recited your national anthem it might jog my memory.

[And here, have a moment of perfect mimicry of Steve's voice:] How does it start--oh say can you see?

audio; head in hands

[redactions]

[ There is a long, terrible silence. ]

[ Because that is Steve's voice, and they're brothers, he'd know it anywhere, on the field, at the end of the world, he would be drawn to it like a man eager to burn. It's not that this voice has none of Steve's warmth and affection — it does. It has his exact self-deprecating tone. ]

[ It incenses him to the point of wanting to scream. His hands curl into fists, the metal digging into his palms until even he can feel the pressure. Like a shade, raised from the dead, ready to wipe out everything in its path. ]

[ The best way to destroy a bully is to show them they have no power. He breathes out, softly, evenly, knowing the time for that has passed, and this is a battle. ]

Good try.

[ and the line cuts. ]

audio; aw look, already bffs 8D

[complicatedliar]

[Loki snorts his derision at the dead channel.] Fool.

[Try to con him into thinking they've met. Hah. He'll have to find this one and toy with him more later.]