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video, un: LOKIOFASGARD
[ He misses Stephen. One of his best friends (if he could consider himself as having them) for months, a backbone to lean on and firm supporter of the Loki Isn't A Total Shitbag club, is gone, and while the Sanctum actually is larger on the inside than the out, it feels somehow emptier. He smashed several priceless artefacts with no repercussions, no sorcerer appeared to put him in time-out or ask with strained patience what he was doing, which is how he knows Stephen really has returned through the portal. That, and Loki's private alarm went off as Stephen left the dimension; his finger pricked with blood on its own, a warning.
So he sits in Stephen's main study in a theatrically winged armchair because this house is nothing if not extra, dust motes floating through lazy afternoon golden light. He does so with arms folded, frowning, ignoring the giant green viper with its head resting over the back of the chair upon his shoulder (Freyja is sad too). He takes a breath. ]
Stephen Strange from Earth-616 has returned home, albeit leaving his actual house here. The Sanctum Sanctorum is hereby officially all mine until he returns, fight me for it, etcetera. [ The unnaturally large serpent boops his cheek with her huge nose, supporting and prompting him to continue as he scratches under her chin. ] Er, I guess Avengers are still welcome if you ever visited Stephen in the first place, whatever. Come by if you have any magical problems, I ...
[ He pauses (maybe for effect!!) and pulls the Cloak of Levitation into shot, draping it around his shoulders. What is more impressive is the cloak lets him.
(It has instructions to babysit a certain godling, not that Loki knows that.)
He sets his jaw, sitting up straight. ]
It happens in our future anyway, he said. I suppose I'm this realm's new Sorcerer Supreme, for now.
So he sits in Stephen's main study in a theatrically winged armchair because this house is nothing if not extra, dust motes floating through lazy afternoon golden light. He does so with arms folded, frowning, ignoring the giant green viper with its head resting over the back of the chair upon his shoulder (Freyja is sad too). He takes a breath. ]
Stephen Strange from Earth-616 has returned home, albeit leaving his actual house here. The Sanctum Sanctorum is hereby officially all mine until he returns, fight me for it, etcetera. [ The unnaturally large serpent boops his cheek with her huge nose, supporting and prompting him to continue as he scratches under her chin. ] Er, I guess Avengers are still welcome if you ever visited Stephen in the first place, whatever. Come by if you have any magical problems, I ...
[ He pauses (maybe for effect!!) and pulls the Cloak of Levitation into shot, draping it around his shoulders. What is more impressive is the cloak lets him.
(It has instructions to babysit a certain godling, not that Loki knows that.)
He sets his jaw, sitting up straight. ]
It happens in our future anyway, he said. I suppose I'm this realm's new Sorcerer Supreme, for now.
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[ Just a playful jab as he gets to his feet, the tiny raptor following after him as he takes their empty dishes to the sink. He'll wash them later. ]
Do you want anything else? I don't have much in the way of dessert, but I can probably dig up some fruit or something.
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I think I've trespassed on your good will long enough, but thanks. I think you have a date with a pushy girl ...
[ With a leery glance at Blue, chuckling, it eases into a calmer smile when he looks at Owen. ]
I'll have to bother you to cook for me again sometime.
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[ He’s taking up Loki’s cabin, and now the god’s gotten him a new friend. One meal isn’t nearly enough to pay him back for everyting he’s done for him so far. ]
Anytime you want. [ He smiles, ruffling a hand through Loki’s hair while he leans in to kiss his temple. ] And I’ll promise to stay in touch from now on.
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Make sure you do, you were missed.
[ He peels away to wander to the entrance, taking the steps up in a single bound. ]
May as well use the door for once ...
[ Loki heads out as a man but as the door swings shut, between one glimpse and the next a fox is bounding toward the forests. ]