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Who: Loki
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Paisley
When: Right now!

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[Guess who just shows up to breakfast one... afternoon? Loki emerges from his office, looking for all the world like a man who has just woken up from an extended nap, barely open eyes, trying to stretch his back and shoulders, the whole nine. He wanders into the kitchen, fumbles around until he makes himself something hot and dark enough that he can pretend it's coffee, and stares suspiciously into the cup before drinking.

Ugh, his mouth tastes like someone glued one of Thor's feet to it. Ugh. What possessed him to sleep like this...

(Guess who has no idea he's been missing for weeks~)]

[A bit later: Broadcast]

[Awake now, and... well, he looks amused. Which is to say as if he's planning on flaying someone alive.]

Why yes, I have returned. Hide all of the party favors, lock up your sons and daughters, cancel the pedestrian fireworks displays.

A funny thing, missing time. You'd never know it was gone until someone tells you. Has anyone else fallen victim to such thievery?

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[Of course he uses it a lot when fighting. But he's not the sort to just give away his advantages for free. Especially not to someone that might well one day be hunting for him if things go poorly.]

I'm always pleased to construct an illusion or two. I enjoy doing magics.

[Don't let things go poorly.]

Something to look forward to. Especially since double dates are out with my current single status. [She smiles. It must be a joke because it sounds too normal to be anything else.]

I'm certain you could cure that if you wished. [He might be teasing.] Perhaps I ought to introduce you to Kirito. [Might be good for a laugh.]

I'm sure I could too. But I've got an impressive streak of bad endings going so I have to be careful with my pick. Wouldn't want to mess that up.

Who's Kirito? [Suspicious.]

A young mortal on my ship. Adventurous sort. [Not terribly annoying? Think of something nicer than that, Loki.] He makes a lovely... stir fry.

I don't know. The last guy I was with was immortal. [Not that she and Jack ever dated. It was mostly UST and mutual respect, except for the day the wardens adjusted their memories to make them think they were married.] Seems a shame to go back. But then stir fry on the other hand...

How did you find that? [He's curious, since he's the next best thing to immortal himself.] Really so different?

Show and tell. Just in the other order and without intending to show. [He died and came back...before everyone in the prison could do that.] And I was kidding about the not going back thing. But...there is less worry. [You know, as far as differences go.]

Ah, so had it not been shown, you'd have not known a difference?

Though I suppose that would be the difference between immortal and invulnerable.

Probably not. He's over a century old, but he doesn't look it or act it.

A century is not so long as that, really.

No? How old does someone need to be before it's impressive?

I'm merely thinking in proportion to regular lifespan. Humans attain a century fairly regularly these days, if memory serves.

Though I suppose he would have looked quite well for a century.

He did. I like older men, but I have limits. And I did say over a hundred. I don't remember exactly what it was. Besides, no one was getting that old back home. [Not since the war started anyway. Not unless you were immortal.]

Oh? Howso?

Just a rough place. You don't really live there. You survive. Or you don't.

Ah. I shall take your word upon that.

I once made a practice of surviving. I seem to have lost my knack, though.

If that's because you upgraded to living, I wouldn't worry too much. If it means you're dead you'll have a lot of explaining to do to Rogue.

I might have done that. But in a literal since, I have reason to believe I'm dead in my home universe. She's aware of this.

Oh. [Softer.] Sorry to hear that. Probably puts a different spin on things here for you.

She took it okay? [Asking for a friend... Kitty hasn't mentioned that part of her own life to many people.]

It does, at that. I have nothing I'm attempting to return to.

As well as you might expect.

[A nod. She really should tell them sooner than later so that she doesn't bring it up in context to someone else only for it to get back around to them. She could see telling Rogue and Remy. Kurt though...]

Does that mean you're content here? There's the still the matter of someone else pulling our strings. [Not something that sits well with her even if she can't go home again.]

Definitely not. Satisfaction is not in my nature. Even were I not a glorified puppet in someone else's play. [He snorts. The very idea.]

That's...a rough thing to not have in your nature. [That way lies restlessness and greed and disappointment, no?]

I think I might be very bored otherwise, yes? [Chaos god and all.]

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