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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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I mean, you killed Baldr and were bound by the entrails of your son while your wife tries to keep venom from burning you face. ...or something. Plus you're supposed to start Ragnarök which sounds like another world ending prophecy.

I mean I'd have to talk to Alex and Magnus again but I am pretty that's how it went.

[ Well, he listens. Though his expression quickly shifts into a somewhat disturbed disbelief. He killed whom? Gets bound with the entrails of his what? Is supposed to start-

He just raises his hand as if that would do much to slow down the cascade of questions rushing through his head right now. ]

Wait. No. That is incredibly incorrect! Whoever told you all that, is wrong.

[ By the Allfather, where should he even start! ]

First: There is no one I know that goes by the name of Baldr. Second: I have neither wife nor children. Third: The prophecy of Ragnarök says that Sutur will destroy Asgard. I certainly have no part in that!

[ He's far too young to play a part in that ancient prophecy. ]

Maybe it's a different Loki. They get confusing after a while when everyone's from a different universe.

So... a God, huh?

I noticed that my name appears to be... Popular.

[ He already met one who shares his name. And has heard of a different version of himself. Maybe he should try to build an army of himself once he figures out how to efficiently travel through the multiverse. ]

Yeah, super popular.

[ Yep. That's exactly what it is. ]

So you said we've earned the protection of a God, right? What are you protecting us from?

You are not the first to ask me this.

[ And yeah, he was mildly amused. ]

Others asked of me to serve them food.

[ Now this one was somewhat annoying. ]

I would prefer to assume that this realm is not truly infested with a massive incompetence if it comes to understanding simple messages unless they are kept entirely blunt and literal.

That's completely dodging the question. You can't expect us to trust you to protect us from some malevolent force when you have no idea what you're up against.

You're from the Norse pantheon, right? Part of the nine realms? You should probably do your research of what you're up against.

Did that upset you?

I never claimed to protect you from anything specific. Nor did I claim I would do so by myself. That is but your misinterpretation of my words.

[ Not that he doesn't like to twist words himself. ]

All I did was inform you that I am adding my abilities, my knowledge and experience to the already present effort towards a mutual goal: The protection of this place as we all currently are stuck here. Henceforth, the gain is yours. And should I have kept secret of who and what I am? Or denied my services when this is what is expected of us all?

I do not think so.

You twist your words as if I haven't dealt with trickster gods and mortals before.

Look. You're in a strange new place with new people and you want to establish yourself as someone who people can count on - but you can't expect that you need to earn it. Your knowledge and abilities mean nothing because you haven't proven yourself.

Do you even know who you're talking to?

[ He means that, earnestly, and not in a sarcastic way. Honestly, he's curious because after spending plenty of time in the Underworld he's seen first hand the kind of people who walk into Judgement. He's dealt with the Gods and their inability to speak plainly so this isn't anything new. Unfortunately for Nico, nothing about him screams "demigod". ]

You never introduced yourself and I am no mind reader, so no. I do not.

[ Granted, he can read minds. But not like this. Not over such distances. And these sorts of information are usually easier acquired by simply asking.

He doesn't look particularly perturbed by that scolding, however. ]

However, this is by far not the strangest planet I find myself stranded on.

[ And certainly not the most hostile one. ]

Nico di Angelo. Son of the God of the Underworld, Hades.

[ He doesn't expect Loki to care too much, or to even really know who Hades is. Especially if this isn't the Loki he's "familiar" with. He frowns a little. ]

Likely not, but still -- you should probably ease up on the grand entrances until you've proven yourself.

[ Ah, another son of another god. Those seem to be common here. It's true, however, that Loki isn't familiar with Greek gods. ]

Worry not. I do not tend to introduce myself more than once to the public.

I wasn't worried at all.

I guess welcome to this weird universe. I really didn't mean to be so hostile. [ Sort of. He's antsy and ready to throw down if needed, but despite his encounters with Gods he can't just let his own fears get the best of him.

He's walked through Tartarus. This should be a piece of cake.]

Well, you did not throw yourself at me to try and take off my head. In terms of hostility this realm ranks remarkably low.

[ He can only hope that his stay here won't turn out too boring for his taste. ]

And I still believe we may be quite capable of working together, should the need arise.

We're talking through the internet -- I think it would be pretty difficult for me to do that to begin with.

[ Though he likely wouldn't have attacked him if he showed up as he did in person. Probably would roll his eyes more. ]

I guess we'll have to wait and see. If you have uh.. questions just reach out, I guess. Preferably through voice.

I was speaking in a more metaphorical way.

[ Not that it matters right now. ]

Your offer is appreciated, however.

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