Paisley mingle!

[complicatedliar]

Who: Paisley crew and anyone with an excuse to be around/visitors/etc
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Around on the paisley
When: 11/25 on

[Time for the crew to get to know each other (again?) after returning from the Marsiva. Time to be one big happy family again! And what's a family without a contrary, asshole little brother?]

Comments

[delincuente]

[She knows immediately that he's making fun of her - and there's nothing wrong with that, this is pretty much SS Sass as far as she's concerned. With a grin of approval, she takes another step into the room.

You done fucked up, Loki.]

Welcome to the freakshow, then. I'm Captain Russo.

[He's older than her, of course she's going to make him call her Captain.]

Where'd they drag you in from?

[complicatedliar]

[Well, this could be a good thing. Or a bad thing. Kind of depends on how you define that whole good/bad thing.]

Oh good. You brought the freaks. I've got the show.

[Eyebrow.] Did your parents have feelings about the military, or are you standing on rank here? [Because that will go really well.]

From Asgard. I am Loki, son of Frigga.

[delincuente]

Rank. This is my ship you're standing on.

[But her lazy smile makes one thing pretty clear - she's not going to be any sort of captain he's encountered before.]

Hey, I totally know some other people from there. You ever meet a kid with sunglasses and big orange wings?

[complicatedliar]

Do you want a curtsey or a salute? [You aren't getting either.]

[He feels a pang of... something when she says she knows someone from there. But the description immediately tells him no, that is not his Asgard.]

Aesir don't have wings. He must be of a different realm than mine.

[delincuente]

[She sticks out her tongue, not even replying to the first part.]

Well, I mean, he's from Earth. But then he was held captive in Asgard for like a year or something.

[complicatedliar]

Odd. I haven't heard of any mortal prisoners. Thus I still doubt it. Multiple universes and the like...