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[dothelokimotion]

I am not. Where would you like to meet?

[ikols]

There is a mall with many glass levels and a grand golden fountain on the ground floor, it's quite nice to look down upon. Meet by the waters, then find a bite to eat?

[ Shooting him the location ping. ]

( voice > action )

[dothelokimotion]

I'll be there shortly.

[ which he is, true to his word. perhaps a little early because while he senses no dislike or disinterest from his other selves, loki still finds himself jittery. as if there is a level of disconnect he can't quite parse.

loki odinson indeed.

he adjusts his black tuxedo as he waits by the fountain. ]

[ikols]

[ The figure that enters the mall is different to the one Loki initially met, it has new curves under green leggings and a cropped black tshirt, long hair falling free from behind her helm which looks like an odd jewellery choice compared to the casual attire. If she dressed up it might have looked weirder, however, so she adjusts her green sunglasses as she spots him and waves her phone to the tuxedo'd figure as she approaches. ]

Well met, dear. You're looking sharp, I'm flattered.

[dothelokimotion]

[ he gives a curt bow, polite with a touch of theatre. ]

Is that not what we deserve?

[ikols]

Yes, but my goodness, you make me guilty for a lack of effort.

[ Little curtsey, more of a bob on the spot than anything. Her arm slides into Loki's, black nails rapping on his sleeve. ]

Second-floor has a nice little sushi place. Tell me what you've been up to since your arrival, I'm afraid I had to leave you to our pintsize familiar.

[dothelokimotion]

Not much. I have been getting acquainted with our other self. Along with the rest of this place.

[ he still wants to leave, but he also doesn't. he wants to see thor again but he's terrified of what that encounter would mean. for now, loki will have to plant his feet and bide his time. ]

[ikols]

I imagine he welded himself to your side and vomited up all sorts of interesting stories, as is his chatterbox way.

[ Gotta find them a nice little spot at the sushi conveyor belt, a view of the fountain below as she settles in beside him. ]

[dothelokimotion]

He has told me a great deal, but not as informative as I expected.

[ there have been gaps and side-steps. not that loki minds. it's more practical that way. more realistic too. ]

[ikols]

How so? I have it on good authority he loves expelling my private business to the nearest open ear.

[ Ooh, gyoza. She grabs four plates before they pass by, for both of them. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ how does one eat these . . . loki eyes the sticks by his side. ]

Actually, he hasn't spoken of you much.

[ikols]

I find that hard to believe, considering our history.

[ She picks up her chopsticks and shows him how to use them, giving a click-clack of demonstration. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ ah. he clumsily imitates her but after a few tries, gets the hang of it. ]

And what history would that be, precisely?

[ikols]

[ Munching away, she hums a smile. ]

No need to go into it if he hasn't spilled the beans, is there? I'm more interested in you, [ with a touch to his arm, ] what's your home like? Your family?

[dothelokimotion]

[ ah. uncomfortable, then. his tone is light. ]

Well, Asgard was taken by Ragnarok and my family is dead. There isn't much to say beyond that. Positively dreary, actually.

[ikols]

I'm sorry, that's dreadful.

[ A momentary pause with a sympathetic look, just to show she means it even if she doesn't want to make him uncomfortable by dwelling her attention. She picks at her meal. ]

You survived?

[dothelokimotion]

Yes and no. I survived Ragnarok. I did not survive what came after.

Thor is the last of us now.

[ikols]

[ She has seen dead Lokis before, the skeleton on the throne of Asgard had been particularly upsetting. It makes her uneasy to think of a Loki unable to somehow come back to life whether through tricks or magic, and she muses on it with him next to her. ]

You must be eager to live now that you're here then.

[dothelokimotion]

[ a wry chuckle. that is the normal response, but his own has been decidedly mixed. if he looked inwardly, he probably understand why but . . . loki isn't all that keen. ]

I certainly won't waste it with impunity, but I cannot say I'm overtly eager.

[ikols]

Why not?

[ Taking a selfie of them! It helps her to appear less than fascinated. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ a loose shrug, though he does faintly smile for the selfie. he is familiar after all. ]

What I wanted out of my life was back in my universe. Outside of it, I'm not sure.

Though I imagine ideas and ambition will come to me.

[ikols]

[ What a cutie. ]

You're alive here and now, you could always work out a new way back home. Asgard fell for us too, Stark rebuilt it for a while. Then that fell and we moved back to the ruined original realm.

[dothelokimotion]

That is one of my plans.

[ he grabs a sushi roll between his chopsticks. ]

And I will certainly act towards, but I'm not galvanised towards action at the moment.

[ikols]

Very well, I will be your impetus for the day. [ Waving her chopsticks around as she thinks, she swallows and declares, ] It seems to me you are deflated and require a metaphorical kick up the backside. Your dire history is validating of your mood, certainly, but you are a Loki.

[ In the hand that isn't busy snapping utensils at new dishes, she turns her fingers and the Norn Stones are revealed with a shimmer of green, glowing above her palm. ]

You should take one and remember how to be yourself with a little mischief.

[dothelokimotion]

[ his eyes narrow at the norn stones, familiar with their power. he's not foolish enough to reach out and take one just yet. ]

That's a kingly gift.