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[ Gold. Hopefully you like gold, because you will see a lot of it. Heavy golden walls behind a large golden throne. Comfortably seated within? A potentially new face, looking pleased and overall just friendly enough despite being clad in full armor, complete with large, horned helmet and holding a golden spear in his hand.

Can you possibly see through illusions? Then enjoy Loki occupying a regular living room while casually holding a broom. He's just here to deliver a show, really. The armor and helmet are real, however.

After permitting the image to settle for a moment, he finally speaks. Loki's initial words are measured carefully. ]

Mortals of this realm.

[ He raises from his throne and takes a step forward before settling into a meaningful pose. ]

You have earned yourself the protection of a god.

[ You get another moment to take this in. Or just enjoy looking at this god. Then, all of Loki's dignified behavior and display slips away in favor of a wide, open grin and his unoccupied hand gestures lightly. ]

They could have just asked, though. You know? Instead of just pulling me here and--

[ He lets that trail off with a dismissive wave of his hand. Let's not talk about that, okay? ]

I am Loki. Rightful King of Asgard.

[ That same hand that has just been gesturing dismissively is now placed over his own chest as Loki offers a bow to his audience. ]

And I look forward to serving you.

[ For his roommates at Nonah #004: Your living room is currently stuck under an illusion. You will find yourself stepping right into Asgard's throne room. It's painfully golden. Enjoy your new Asgardian pest. ]

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No.

[He stares at the seemingly redecorated living room with a neutral expression on his face but his voice is flat.]

First, no. If you changed it, fix it.

[With that established, he stirs his spoon in his coffee and takes a sip of it.] Second, that’s not how this process works. As much as we know, there might be a goddess involved but we’re not chosen by people in this reality. They are not to blame for this.

I take it yu are no friend of Asgardian architecture.

[ Will he simply accept being ordered around, though? That doesn't sound like a lot of fun.

And right now? Loki still rather enjoys his throne. ]

And I was told that we were picked at... Random. Yes. Curious how the mortals of this realm possess technology with such power, yet hold no power over it. As if the Bifrost went out of control.

And misrepresentation of their level of control over it will confuse people new to our situation. The only way we’re all getting back to where we belong is if we work together and share information. [He leans against the doorframe without looking away from Loki. His expression stays neutral.]

There’s conflict between imports and those of this world as there is. And as for this, [He gestures to the seemingly gold surroundings with his metal right hand.] what I don’t like is the sudden decision to change things without bothering to ask.

[He drops his hand.] If they were even changed. [He paid attention to what was said on the network in public. Enough people suggesting illusions caught his attention.] Were they? Or is it just a facade?

[ Just why does Loki feel reminded of that barely endurable Captain as he listens to this guy? He replies with a dismissive wave of his hand and an exaggerated sigh. ]

Why would I have to get permission from the likes of you?

[ Of course he doesn't dismiss his illusion. Not while he can bother someone with it. Instead, he simply walks over to the other man, regards him for a few moments and crosses his arms. ]

What do you believe this is what you see here?

[He ignores the question. What he sees isn’t as important as getting his point across. Besides he doesn’t want to go down that road. Not at the moment. He takes another sip of his coffee and stays relaxed and casual.] It wouldn’t have had to be me. Keith or Dick would have been fine too. We all live here. It’s easier to deal with each other if we give each other a heads up on changes to the areas we all have to use. Do whatever you want to your room.

[They have two war damaged pilots and Dick he isn’t sure on but he doesn’t want to find out if being startled ends up in a flash of weapons from him too. As if summoned by his thoughts and likely was, a robotic Black Lion pads out of the hall to sit beside his feet. Made of sleek precise lines the alien war machine studies Loki with a neutral expression on its metal face.] ...and if you have problems with sentient machines I can keep Black out of your way.

[ The Asgardian takes a moment to regard the mechanical companion. It's not a type of technology he is familiar with and certainly doesn't resemble Asgardian technology. But every planet had their own technology and secrets, so why not large, sentient robot felines.

Shifting his attention back to the other man and allowing the other's rationality to even our his own mood, Loki replies. This one isn't up for games and for once the Asgardian will go along. ]

I have seen worse. And I doubt you will see much of me anyway.

[ Which is an actually truthful comment. Flickering briefly, the illusion fades at last, revealing the untouched living room underneath. With one hand Loki reaches up to pull the heavy helmet from his head and wedged it under his arm.

It is then that mild irritation seeps into his voice. ]

Staying in here feels like sitting in a cage. As if we weren't trapped enough already.

[He won't divulge Black's secrets he nods instead. As the illusion fades away the slightly more focused look on his face ebbs into truly casual. He nods once more,] It's not what anyone is used to, but I'd appreciate it if you let us know what you need to make it a little more livable while you are around.

[Shiro pauses his eyes going distant as if listening to some other conversation. He glances down at Black then focuses back at Loki.] I'm Takashi Shirogane, call me Shiro. I assume you'll be on the move here. If no one has told you what you might encounter, I can tell you what was told to me.

Just show me which of the rooms I am free to use.

[ Mostly to store a few things inside he won't be carrying with him at all times.

He makes a quizzical face. ]

But no. No one mentioned any encounters to me.

No one mentioned Oto to you at all? [That seems like an oversight. He steps away from the doorframe and the Black Lion rises up onto its paws. Shiro goes left down the hall, the Lion goes right.]

Did they mention things from our own realities are finding their way here? Both of these topics are related to one another.

Oto doesn’t like us Imports but seems like they want to find ways to use us.

[ Loki doesn't comment right away, rather listens as he follows along. ]

This Oto is a group of beings, rather than but one person? And in what way do they differ from the government, who openly asks of us to play their heroes?

[ And as far as he's cooncerned, they already know way too much about him. ]

What kind of things from other realities are brought here aside from people?

So far, creatures, objects usually the sort that distorts powers and the mind, and a war machine that was up above the planet for a time. We're not sure why that's happening.

It could be an Oto experiment to breach reality's fabric themselves. It could be reality is very unstable here. I've heard both theorized.

[He passes his room and Keith's stopping at the one now empty of the woman that had once inhabited it. Shiro presses open the door and reveals the bare room.]

Oto is different in they don't seem to have the rules that the government does. To them, we're test subjects. [He says that with a little more venom than he's said anything else. He could have had care with it, but it's a sore subject.] Lab rats. At least the government talks to us and treats our opinion as something that matters.

I don't know if Oto has successfully contained one of us before but I wouldn't take that risk. And there's that monster that showed up in De Chima. [He steps away from the now open doorway.] Wherever it came from or was, it was taking people over. even getting close to it...it was whispering in our heads. Whether that would affect you or not, something to be aware of anyway.

Sounds unpleasant.

[ And Loki knows there are a few unpleasant things from his universe he does not wish to encounter here. He will not dwell on those thoughts, however, but keeps listening even as what apparently will be considered his new room for the unforeseeable future is revealed to him. ]

Then I guess I will be mindful of unforeseeable events during my stay.

[ Be it the government, Oto or whoever. Loki isn't exactly going to trust any of them. Just going along with what is expected of him and keeping himself from slaughtering barely endurable beings.

But he has another thing he is curious about. ]

So... Were you being controlled by that monster as well?

No. Anyone not used to attempts to mess with their minds was the most vulnerable. [His best friend hadn't been prepared for it. But he'd had whispers in his head before. He quietly closes the door on those memories. He continues, his tone professional and brisk the way one used to giving orders or briefings would pass the information on,] Once one was looking for it, it was easier for them to resist. If you are possibly susceptible to it you know to look for it and should be fine.

Approaching it by foot made the attempts to influence worse. It seemed to have less reach or effect in the air. In De Chima sentiment towards us is at its most mixed. It could be a reason it was targetted.

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