[ video + planet catchall ] so bring your good times and your laughter too

[dothelokimotion]

Who: Loki + You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes
When: Right here, right now.

[ video ]

[ Loki is sitting on a chair, decked in . . . a large fancy red robe. The background music is currently playing this song, something he heard on the planet and immediately stole for his own needs. He's sitting on the chair, legs slightly up in the air like he don't care because guess what — ]

It seems my request was approved and I am now the captain of the First Breath. Rest assured, I will treat my crew benevolently. Possibly with beer and movies.


[ i. knife play ]

[ Loki has never liked competitions.

Which seems like a paradox because Loki certainly likes to win. But he never had the acumen for Asgard's sports. He could barely lift their swords and axes, after all, constantly stumbling and falling into the dirt. A weakling. It was his mother, a shield-maiden of old who gifted him with his daggers, showed him the form he needed. And like the crack of a white, Loki's knife-throw was impeccable. He could cut down men twice his size meters away. So he found himself here, one of the Bright Birds (for now), flicking daggers at the bulls eye with ease, letting the applause wash over him.

It felt . . . good. That doesn't happen very often for Loki. Briefly, he wonders if this is how Thor feels all the time. He waves back briefly. ]

Why thank you. Please bring out a challenge, next time.

[ ii. poker ]

[ Money is not something Loki gives a lot of thought to. He has noticed the decent influx of money that comes to him via the Atroma and he is a little pleased. A twisted sense of appreciation in a way (something Loki has never been fully able to rebuke, even if he recognizes where it stems from). Either way, he's not going to complain about it as he moves the cash forward before leaning back with a lazy smirk. His opponent looks most disgruntled, folding his cards and leaving Loki with the winnings. As they leave Loki's table, some of Loki's cards vanish in a flicker of gold light. As the next person approaches, Loki smiles, sitting up straight. ]

Care for a game?

[ iii. thor merchandise ]

[ Eventually, the lure of competing (and winning easily, even if he is cheating half the time) gets old, so he takes up the lucrative job of marketing. Everyone who comes up to the stall gets a Thor button to pin on their shirts. Unfortunately, after a while, the button changes to "THOR SUCKS" because that's just how life is. However, when you come back for your refund, Loki is gone.

But for now, you can come up and get some authentic Thor merchandise! ]

[ wildcard your adventure! ]

[ Loki can be found at the fashion shows, checking out art galleries and the libraries. You can drop a PM for an idea/starter or ping me at captainkink ]

Comments

[dothelokimotion]

We're Gods.

[ Despite the steps Loki has made, it still rankles that they were brought so low. By Odin of all people. ]

And they do not need to know that.

[rebuildyourruins]

That has not changed. We are what we are.

[But Thor also knows what they are not. They are not a people who have a home. They are not arriving in a position of strength and majesty. They are scared, grieving and in need of help. Pride will not serve those things.

And Thor cannot countenance starting things with a deception.]

They do. What other reason would we give for being there at all?

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki merely presses his lips into a thin line. Earth has already gained Thanos' attention. With the stones there, Thanos will come. At least with the Tessaract, Loki might be able to set up portals to avoid detective. The universe is big enough to escape.

But if they land on Earth . . .

Loki's reasons make sense. But a good deal is motivated by fear. ]

Why should they need a reason?

[rebuildyourruins]

[Dr Strange's words in Thor's ears. He's loathe to admit they got under his skin, yet that's where they ended up. Shaking his head slightly, he meets Loki's question steadily. Despite the seriousness that settles in his bones.]

Because I will not have them saying we are an invasion, or attempting conquest. Some will say it anyway - I know. [He admits that, little though he likes it.] But I won't give them a reason to.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki eyes him briefly before letting it go. ]

No. I know you have our interests at heart.

[rebuildyourruins]

Of course. Always.

[No matter how hard the road will be.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki nods, falling somber. Perhaps he should leave. Perhaps he'll just make it worse. ]

[rebuildyourruins]

[It's a strange silence that falls between them. An uncertainty as to what to say next, when all that's discussed is a matter they can't resolve. Not here, not now. Thor comes to a halt, letting out a breath then turning his head this way and that.]

Ah, there. [He points out the decrepit sign hanging above a doorway.] That's the one, isn't it?

[Thor claps Loki on the shoulder a couple of times, prompting him to come along.]

Let's have a look.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki blinks, pulling himself back to reality as he follows. ]

You won't find anything amazing.

[rebuildyourruins]

I'm not after amazing, just functional. And if I'm lucky, something without a team branding on it.