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[ikols]

[ Two very green eyes (wide, without their usual cunning gleam) stare into the camera when the recording goes live, glancing up to the username that appears. Reading it, he mutters 'Loki of Asgard' and frowns, glancing around himself as though somebody else may spring up and claim the phone. When they don't, Loki runs an anxious hand through his hair and lets out a controlled sigh at length, standing awkwardly in his tee and jeans in the Floor Five lounge. ]

This phone I woke up with in my pocket is locked and it won't let me do more than make an emergency call. I know I'm on a moon for some reason, what the fuck, so if this is the local nine-one-one line I'd like some assistance, please.

[ 'Calm under strain' would be an apt description. ]

Such as, ah ... What's Asgard? And, how did I just freeze my bed solid? Because I totally did. [ In a panic when he woke up bewildered, oops. ] I — I'm not sure what to do.





( ooc: forward-dating this to tomorrow bc i work full-time and won't be around; loki is suffering a near-complete memory loss for the event. he doesn't remember who he is, his fam & friends, that he is magic as heck, how to use said magic, or his extensive horrid history. all he knows is that he agreed to come to a moon and once had an apartment in manhattan. )

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[winscenario]

[ Jim looks somewhere between confused, suspicious and worried. This doesn't seem like something Loki would pull, but the god is also prone to all kinds of weird pranks, so... ]

Is this one of your funny pranks? Gotta tell you, not your best.

[ikols]

[ Glancing aside, he looks back with a flat 'I got nothing' expression. ]

Have I pulled many pranks?

[winscenario]

Yes? [ Okay, he's frowning at the camera now. ] You're not called the God of Mischief for nothing, you know.

[ikols]

... Is that a metaphor or a really cool nickname?

[ Vaguely hoping it's the latter tbh. ]

[winscenario]

It's neither, it's— it's the truth. You're... you're serious. You can't remember any of that?

[ Alright, this is weird as hell but sitting around talking isn't gonna help. ]

Where are you? I'll come meet you and try to help make some sense of it.

[ikols]

I'm in a house — er, an apartment.

[ He heads over to a floor-length window and turns the camera to show where he is, compartmentalising for the time being because he's fairly sure he's not a god of anything. He's from New York, that's his only constant. ]

I don't know the address, there are a lot of beds that look used in the room where I woke up. Who are you, Kirk?

[winscenario]

It's alright, I can find you.

[ Not that he enjoys using his tech skills to track down people, since that's borderline stalking, but he has a feeling Loki will forgive him for it. Or would, were he in his right mind. Either way, he might not even have to. From the feed alone and Loki's description, he can already hazard a guess that he's in one of the communal floors. ]

Jim. That's what you usually call me. I'm a friend of yours.

[ikols]

Why are we friends, Jim?

[winscenario]

Because... we get along, and we have fun together. Because I like you, and —hopefully— you like me too.

[ikols]

I can't remember.

[winscenario]

I've gathered that much.

[ He offers a small smile. ] It's alright, though. We can figure out what happened to you, and try to find a way to fix it. But even if we can't, that doesn't change the fact that I'm your friend and I care about you.

[ikols]

... Have we dated?

[ He has to ask. ]

[winscenario]

[ And Jim has to laugh. Sorry, buddy. ]

No. Not by your lack of trying, but sadly for you, I've got a boyfriend.

[ Is he joking, is he serious, Loki may never know. ]

[ikols]

Oh, right.

[ Jim seems naturally kind, is all. It's an attractive trait. ]

I'll stay put for the time being, then. Jim.

[winscenario]

That's gotta be a first.

[ He knows he shouldn't be teasing, but he can't help it. ]

I'll come find you, then. Give me ten minutes or so. [ A pause. ] Try not to freeze anything else in the room.

[ikols]

[ Jim inspires better behaviour with honey rather than Stephen's vinegar. ]

Hilarious.

[ Turning off the call to sit down on the couch and wait, impatiently flipping the phone over in his hands. ]

[winscenario]

[ Look at that, so exemplary. Jim is genuinely impressed.

With a soft chuckle, he ends the feed, then sets out to find Loki's room. It takes him about fifteen minutes and knocking on a number of doors until he finally reaches Loki's. His voice comes from the outside right after he knocks. ]

Loki? It's Jim.

[ikols]

[ He opens the main apartment door, assessing Jim in person with a flicker of a glance. Yeah, Loki has good taste. A smile is hitched up, thin though it is in the wake of his ugly awakening today. ]

Hey.

[winscenario]

[ See, that's one new thing he's just learned about himself. Jim's helping already by simply being there.

He dips his head a little, catching Loki's gaze. ] Can I come in?

[ikols]

You didn't come here to watch me turn the door into ice.

[ Waving him in he steps back, eyes on Jim to take any cues. In some way, Loki feels an instinctive need to follow orders Odin and wait for leadership from others Thor, but it only arises when calmed by said person. ]

[winscenario]

Depends on how big a show you'd turn it into.

[ But yes, Loki's right. After stepping inside, he holds up a pack of biscuits, since that was the nicest snack he had at hand. ]

Pretty sure you like chocolate chip. [ He looks around the room as if he expects to see something else frozen. ] How are you feeling? Any calmer now?

[ikols]

I'm not sure.

[ An appetite he didn't know he had springs up when the cookies are offered, eating straight from the packet and wandering back into the entirely normal apartment. Sitting on the couch. ]

Who lives here besides me? Do you know?

[winscenario]

Can't say I do, but we can look it up. Shouldn't be too hard to find out.

[ He sits down next to Loki, pulling out his phone. ]

[ikols]

[ Offering him a cookie, Loki watches Jim go at his phone. There's not much to focus on but Jim, really, and it distracts Loki from a permanent underlying sense of panic. ]

I haven't been able to unlock mine properly yet, I wonder what's on it. [ Munch, munch, munch. ] Who's your boyfriend?

[winscenario]

[ He takes the cookie and chews on it, while going through his phone a bit distractedly. ]

Could try to do that for you too, if you want. [ He looks up at the question. ] Leonard McCoy. I call him Bones.