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Who: Loki
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the moon initially, but he'll be back to the Paisley soon, and probably on the Iskaulit
When: June 5 (ends June 12)

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[Video starts with... that sure is Loki. But there's something subtly weird about his expression. There's nothing guarded or calculated about it, a slight relaxation of ever-present tension that was never apparent before, perhaps. The best poker face in all Nine Realms is nowhere to be seen. If anything, he looks upset. Confused, worried, a bit scared. And he's out in the forest on the toxic moon, which is just great, let him tell you. No mask, but he's never needed one before, not that he's aware of that, or of the fact that most people have to wear them.]

Hello? Yes, this seems to be working. What a curious device. [Anyway. The point.]

I seem to be lost. Very lost. Where is this?

[A view of the forest, brief but steady.]

And--[Careful breath.]--who am I?

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[Lucky Loki, his augment has glitched and while he remembers how to do things--and the occasional esoteric fact--he has no idea who he is. Good news--or bad news depending on your opinion of his usual space asshole personality--he'll get over it in about a week.

Even if no one comes find him, he'll make his way back to civilization eventually and be very confused about life and where he's even supposed to be. Good thing he's practically indestructible. But eventually, he will be around on the Paisley, and on the Iskaulit, poking about.]

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[He nods.] Can you turn into anything you like?

A few hours ago. I... Did not like being lost in the woods.

[he shakes his head with a small, wry smile] No, I can't shapeshift. I can make myself look more human, but - that's not an ability, it's a - medicine I take.

[only a few hours? Geez. He wonders how many people Loki has run into so far like this] I don't think anyone would like that. Has - anyone explained things to you so far? Why you're here, or - who you are?

Hm. I do not think I've some sort of medicine. [He's still trying to puzzle things out.] Ahsoka said I can feel the Force, but I can't be Jedi side I am obviously too old...

Ah... I know that my name is Loki. Though Leto had told me I ought to choose my own name, though I don't know what I would pick. It isn't as if anything sounds right or wrong. Nothing else, really.

I - don't know what much of that means, I'm sorry. [he was only vaguely familiar with jedi, thanks to Ahsoka] But you're able to shapeshift? [was it magic or an actual change, is the real question.

. . . that's right, Leto had been to a world like Kyriakos, too. But he can't help but make a face] That's - an option, if you wish to. If this lasts longer than a few hours, I mean. But I - know what that's like. I've lost my memories before, too.

Yes! Let me show you... [As he had with Ahsoka, he focuses on that internal energy, that cold, and draws it to the surface. His skin changes over quickly to blue, the makings becoming visible, and the air temperature around him drops noticeably.]

[Hank is incredibly used to this, considering exactly who he's dating, so there isn't exactly much of a reaction save for his eyes widening in amazement. He couldn't remember if the stories he knew ever mentioned this, but - then again, he was trying not to go off them, either]

Whoa. [he says after a moment] I didn't - know you could do that.

[he has a feeling he's not supposed to know]

[He seems quite pleased with himself.] Hmm. Maybe I didn't know I could before? [He releases the power and goes back to his original color.] But it's quite easy. The power is simply... There.

And I can also shapeshift a bit differently... [Light ripples around him, and an instant later he's an apparent perfect copy of Ahsoka.]

—that's amazing.

[hank mccoy, impressed by everyone's powers] That - honestly seems more like magic to me, but I only have experience with one shapeshifter. She does it a little differently.

Is it? [Good to know. He's feeling a bit complimented. He goes back to looking like himself.] I can also play about with light. And move objects around. It is very fun. So that is magic?

I think so, but I'm not - an expert at it or anything. [he had to brush up on his mythology] Either way it doesn't really matter - it's still impressive.

Thank you! [Well, come on, even a guy with amnesia likes being complimented. Maybe moreso because the sensation is still very new to him. ] Can you do magics as well?

[he is so familiar with amnesia it hurts. His own, all the teammates that came through his team. Ugh. He's trying to not to let that bleed into this] No - my abilities are all physical.

Oh. [He'd like to meet someone who could do magic, so that he could learn. Oh well.] What sorts of things?

[he knows of a few people who use magic, but . . . then again, it's Loki. Amnesiac or not, and he doesn't know how Loki would feel about it afterwards, either] I have enhanced strength and agility. And - some of my senses are enhanced. [he gestures up to one of his ears]

Oh, that's very interesting. Enhanced how? [He's just really curious, Hank.] And how much?

[curiosity is dangerous, Loki]

Enhanced compared to a human. I can hear and smell better than a regular human. I don't . . . train my senses - only to tune out louder noises. [he's very good at that, at least. He has to be] Uh - otherwise I can lift a couple of hundred pounds? Give or take.

Hm. I know that I am not human, after what Ahsoka has told me, though she knows not what I am precisely other than that. Unless shapeshifter is its own sort of species? She wasn't clear about that. But I wonder how my senses might compare to yours, then.

I lack so many frames of reference. It is very frustrating.

You told me you're from Asgard. [that doesn't necessarily mean he's Asgardian, but it's at least something he can offer] And I imagine that some of your senses are stronger than mine, considering.

[a sympathetic quirk a smile] I know it is. I've gone through it.

Asgard. Is Asgard a nice place? [Though it is a relief to have some kind of origin to put to himself.] And full of people like me, I suppose?

Why do you think so?

[He offers a wry smile in return.] I think I shall ask questions until my tongue falls out.

I honestly don't know. I only know about it from stories, and I doubt they're very accurate. But - mm, probably full of people like you.

[a bit dryly] You let me watch you run the obstacle course.

And that's - normal. You're going to be doing that until - I suppose your memories come back.

There are stories of it? [Why does no one tell him these things?]

[He eyes the obstacle course speculatively. He doesn't know what he can do, but he also doesn't know what he can't do. So this is an interesting piece of information.] Like you did?

[The memories will come back. It'll be nice to know things, though he still wants to know them all now.] Can you tell me of myself?

Inaccurate ones, but mm. Myths and legends, things like that. [probably because none of them are as honest as Hank is]

More or less? We have different . . . strategies for getting through it. But that goes without saying, since you aren't a big blue guy like me.

[aha. He hesitates] I can tell you what I know?

Why does no one know more?

[He considers this. Yes, even blue, he's not quite like Hank. Definitely not furry.] I suppose that makes sense. I am a... moderately tall blue guy?

Please do.

I honestly don't know. But I did tell you when we last spoke that I wasn't going to base my opinion on you from the stories.

[that does get him to crack a genuine smile] You are. There aren't all that many of us around.

[man, though, how did he get into this] I can only go off my experiences with you, but you are . . . mm, you speak of things in a way to garner a reaction. You are understandably wary of this place, but that's how most people are, I think. You've told me that I shouldn't be speaking to you, but you've also been kind enough to me that I don't see why I should stop.

[a shrug] That obstacle course is your creation, too. But other than that - we've only spoken a handful of times, so I don't know you very well.

I suppose if the stories aren't true, that would be the wise thing to do.

[He likes that smile. It makes him feel as if they're part of something secret and special, and he finds he likes the idea. ~~Definitely won't be awkward later~~.]

So I am kind, and... tricky? [Does that seem like a good word?]

[He looks over at the course again, curious.] I shall have to look it over, then...