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[tricksterofasgard]

[ 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. ]

Comments

[tricksterofasgard]

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. ]

[ambasciatore]

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.

[tricksterofasgard]

[ 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.

[ambasciatore]

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.]

[tricksterofasgard]

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.

[ambasciatore]

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.

[tricksterofasgard]

I was speaking in a more metaphorical way.

[ Not that it matters right now. ]

Your offer is appreciated, however.