Anti-OTP: Loki/Polonius, or any other interested parties

[notwocouches]

Loki is not, currently, on fire. The couch he's sitting on may be a bit singed, but you never know, that might not have anything to do with him. To all appearances, he's just innocently sitting by a window, drinking hot chocolate and watching the snow fall-- which, again, just might not actually be his doing.

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[o_i_am_slain]

Polonius edges into the room. (The last time he was in here, he was set on fire three times in twenty minutes. Not a pleasant memory. But it is a bit...warmer? than the other rooms, and all right if one avoids the flaming couches.)

[notwocouches]

(Oh, the poor incendiary dear.) Loki looks up at the edging and gives him a grin. "Hey there."

[o_i_am_slain]

An involuntary "oh!" Polonius makes a little bow. "Good day, sir." (was Loki here that time? typist forgets.)

typist: also, I just posted your late birthday present at my journal. itisoncrack. :)

[notwocouches]

Loki nods. It's a charming sort of nod. "How's doing?" (Loki was not! Which is a pity because it'd be right up his alley. The extent of their interaction has been, er, Loki telling him he was on fire when the Mansion went 'splodey.)

Typist: Oh, eeee!! *runs* ^_^

[1926bentley]

You know, this could be really interesting.

Crowley walks past, intent on tormenting some plants in the main room, when he spots Loki. He pauses for a moment.

"Huh. You're the one who keeps stealing my gig."

[notwocouches]

If by interesting you mean the Mansion may burn down. Again.

He gets an amused look over the cup of cocoa. "Is that right?"

[1926bentley]

"Crackplots, setting things on fire, being generally irritating," Crowley lists, ticking everything off on his fingers. "Does that sound familiar to you?"

[notwocouches]

"Okay, setting things on fire is mine. And maybe the buzzing one's."