[ sol | there's a wolf, you know, that chases the sun, and one day soon will eat her ]

[putmeinstitches]

((PHONE))

Heh heh heh. Looks like winter's finally here. The snow was one thing, but I was waiting for the real cold to come.

[He doesn't like it, but he can take it. You can't whine about the chill all the way through Jotunheim with Thor as your traveling-companion.Now, none of you have any cause to worry. After all, I am Loki. There's

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Action 508 Ricardo Street

[poisonivyforyou]

I don't like the dark.

[She's still helping him making the house cold-proof. She doesn't like not having light, but the cold is even worse.]

Isn't there some way to let more light inside?

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You're lucky there is light outside! I don't know what kind of place this is, but the sun shouldn't be up for more than an hour or two this time of year -- if at all!

The fire will give light enough.

[poisonivyforyou]

Plants need daylight, not... that [She motions at the fire. She has bad memories with Loki's fire and she really doesn't want to revive them.]

But I guess I should be grateful I happen to have a God of fire as a 'husband'. I'm surprised they didn't take this power of yours away.

[putmeinstitches]

Their loss, our gain.

[He whistles a snatch of an old tune.]

You'll have to find something else to do with your plants, then.

also 912 Bilko!

[bittybrows]

[That pawing is a weird noise to be made at the door. With a contemplative frown, Izumo gets up and cracks the door, peering through. When she sees the wolf, her eyebrows shoot up in surprise--but not that much. No normal wolf would have the sentience to basically knock at someone's door, right?]

What are you, someone's familiar?

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[A shake of the head.

He paws at the crack in the door, whining.]

[bittybrows]

[She opens the door wider, but not wide enough to let him through.]

What do you want, then? Better yet, what are you?

[putmeinstitches]

[Whine whiiiiiine!

Do you see these sad, soulful eyes he's giving you? Do you see them, Izumo? It's so cold outside. How could you leave a poor, innocent creature like this out in the cold?]

PHONE

[webball]

Loki! Great, so you ARE here. But you didn't cause all this. I don't know if I'm disappointed or relieved.

Listen, you nutjob, you better not screw with anyone around here with your usual pranky crap. You might have them fooled, but I know you're not the "giving type."

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[Nutjob? What's a nutjob? Loki decides to ignore the vernacular for the gist of the message.

He's got no clue Peter has the wrong Loki. Loki just assumes this guy's heard of him -- and his reputation for mischief. He's not sure if he's taken aback or amused, but Loki's definitely leaning towards amused.]

Maybe I'm not, but I'm not fooling anyone. I stated my terms quite clearly. Fire for food. There a problem with that?

[webball]

Nothing is ever clear with you, Loki. It's all murky waters and dark intentions.

...Just know that not everyone is going to fall for that hook, line, and sinker.

I'm onto you. Like vanilla on an Oreo.

[putmeinstitches]

...you say a lot of strange things. What's an Oreo?

Action: Around Mayfield

[pants_yourmove]

[[There's a werecoyote carrying a bundle as well.

Stopping when he sees the familiar wolf. Waving slowly at it, hoping it won't attack again.]]

[putmeinstitches]

[Yep, Loki knows this coyote. He waves a paw too. He's not in the mood to chase this guy again, not today -- it's too cold for that kind of sport, and Loki has too much to do.]

[pants_yourmove]

[[He'd ask if the wolf needs help, but instead takes the paw waving as a good thing and heads off.

Like a furry Santa to deliver presents of supplies.]]

[putmeinstitches]

[Aaron will hear a whump come from where the wolf was, and a loud curse.]

Skuld's shield! Again?!

[If he looks back, he'll see Loki, fully human, naked as the day he was born, with a cord in his mouth.]

Action: Around Mayfield

[change_seasons]

[Loki will get to see an odd sight.

There's an old man out, not bundled up as much as he should be. He's carrying an old hand sledge.

Moving to a downed drone in the snow, one of the ones that just fell unconcious.

Speaking to it.]

May your blood feed snow and make give winter strength.

I usurp your life from old masters.

[With that he lifts the sledge high, and with a practiced swing, he smashes the back of the skull.

Breaking it open and letting blood soak the unforgiving snow.]

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[...oh.

Well.

Isn't that interesting. It looks ritualistic, like someone's just been sacrificed. Loki is curious, yes, but not enough to risk his own neck to find out exactly why Czernobog is doing this.

He'll just be giving the old man a wide berth as he attempts to slink past unnoticed.]

[change_seasons]

[Finishing up, he barely notices the wolf trying to sneak off.

Now that is strange, wolves.]

I wonder if your pack is around. I do not wish to be dinner.

[Mostly to himself. He looks around as if expecting to be run down.]

[putmeinstitches]

[Excellent! And he has no wish to share the fate of that drone. So, he'll just keep sneaking --

-- except his power fails, leaving him very naked and very human on all fours in the snow.

He looks back at Czernobog, then decides not to waste time cursing his magic's failure. Instead, he opts to cautiously back away.]