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[ 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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I'm not a complicated creature, wherever did you get that idea? Somewhere between the godly nonsense and magical abilities?

[ Walking along, he slips out his phone and hands it over. In his right mind there is no one he would trust with so treasured a possession but, with no memory of what lies in it, Loki is keen to simply open it. ]

You mentioned you liked technology. This is locked, [ encrypted up the wazoo, ] perhaps you could gain access for me?

.... no, I got the complicated bit from knowing you. There are more facets to your personality than you might think, Lokes. It's--- refreshing. If not a little bewildering once in a while.

[ as soon as the phone is in his hand, Tony blinks, stilling the forward movement. this... huh.]

Um, I love tech but-- honestly? I am a little afraid that trying to hack into your technology is going to leave me a frog for a few days. You are not beyond that, love. I can make you a new one for a while if you want? I mean, if you don't revert, I will unlock with but--

[ no really, he only half understands the spell coding you put in Cake, this is... yeah. ]

You're an overthinker. Life is simple. [ It's a cheerful naivete, at least.

If he was a fox his ears would droop. ]

Oh. I'll just keep trying then, I suppose. How hard can it be? It's just a phone.

[ of for the love of-- don't look at him like that!

Tony sighs and turns on the phone, giving Loki a look over the edge of it. ] Remember me fondly at least?

[ no really. he leans against Loki, elbows on the god's shoulders, and starts to tap at the phone, pulling open back doors and humming quietly.]

[ Pleased to have manipulated Tony into cooperating, he wraps his arms around him and walks backwards, steering them into the lip of an alley between buildings so that he can watch him work. He likes the way Tony's eyes are blue enough to resemble chips of the sky, even when distracted, and runs his hands into the dip of a narrow back. ]

Any luck?

[ Loki's Starkphone, as it turns out, after a few near misses with some nasty viruses that look like triggers to actual spells, yields the password: the number is easily swiped, four digits.

It's the day and month of Tony's birthday. ]

[ Tony barely notices that they are moving, focused on the phone and what information it might yield. the most notable thing to Tony is that Loki is far better at manipulating technology with magic than he ever really lets on. there is a lot here that Tony would use, could learn to pick apart and add to his own ideas and codes his feelings about magic aside.

there is a warmth against his spine, and Tony's lips curve into a smile automatically, even as his tips through a few more lines of code and --

oh.

the engineer stills beneath Loki's hands and -- shit. he blinks up to Loki and smiles, fingers typing in the numbers easily before holding it out.]

Yeah-- yeah I got it.

[ there is a flash of a something as he holds it out then, when Loki has his fingers busy with the phone, Tony cups his jaw gently and pulls him close, kissing him. it's not a shallow kiss, but nothing lurid either. it is caring, and really it is stupid, him being choked up because the fucking god picked his birthday but at the same time--]

I love you, okay. Whether you remember that or not, I really do, Lokes. [ the words are soft against Loki's lips, Tony's fingers carding through his hair around his ears as he presses their foreheads together. ]

[ Tony seems pleased (and a little surprised?) with how quickly he unravels the lock-code on the phone, which Loki finds charming when handed back the device to ferret around with. He doesn't get the chance, pulled into a kiss that suffuses his entire being with a shiver of delight and sends his arm with the phone curling around Tony's neck to draw him in.

Staring at Tony with a mix of bewilderment and fascination, his expression eases into a grateful, bashful flush when their foreheads meet and Tony's warm calloused hands frame their world, cutting out the unfamiliar so it is just them. ]

Okay.

[ It's a happy sigh, trusting the earnestness of that kiss and Tony's rampant affections. There has to be a deeper reason for that. And in the back of his mind's eye, Loki sees ... ]

Gold. [ Green eyes unfocus for a moment, fixating on Tony as he murmurs with the stirring of a memory. ] You were painted in gold, in the dark ...

[ Tony will take this moment, the quiet and the peace of just the two of them now with nothing weighing down on them or lurking just outside their thoughts. he knows that there is still so much for them to deal with, so much that they haven't managed to resolve, but right now? right now Tony is pleased to exist in just this moment. to have Loki here looking so pleased with his phone and Tony's affections.

he has always been a terrible romantic, ever since he was a boy. he falls too fast and hits the ground hard, but keeps loving even when he is more than a little bruised. this thing with Loki-- he knows that the god thinks that it is transient, a flicker next to whatever he might potentially have with Steve, but Tony isn't sure about that. the affection that he feels right now for the being before him doesn't feel shallow.

Tony smiles, presses another kiss to the lips that are so close.] Good. I-- just good.

[ he pulls back to smile, to say more when Loki remembers and-- yeah that makes Tony laugh.]

Yeah, yeah I was. So were you. Have called you Starshine from then on actually, but you prefer Lokes.

I like both just fine.

[ He curls his long fingers in the hem of Tony's shirt, opting to further blot out the harsh mysteries that await him on the moon and instead indulge in seeking out the heat of Tony's skin, tugging him closer. The dip of his spine is enticing and Loki's hands scale it up and down, over and over, the godling nosing for another kiss. ]

See? You're good for me, Anthony. I daresay I won't need that pizza.

[ This spot here, semi-secluded as it is, is perfectly acceptable. ]

Hmmm, I think Starshine suits you. You were radiant that night and that-- that was when I first kissed you. Or maybe you me, I don't remember....

[ it was a haze of glitter and guilt and him still not quite having his footing, but he was forever thankful that Loki lifted the effects of the powder that night. perhaps that little act made him all the more receptive to the god. maybe that was what started all of this. though Tony doesn't dwell on it, not when Loki's hands are on his skin, phone tucked away, and it is clear the godling is seeking another kiss.

Tony doesn't deny him that, laughing as he licks into his mouth, teeth teasing at his bottom lip while his hands move to cup Loki's head.

this is easy and warm, comforting. ]

Mmm, I think you might want the pizza love. At least for energy?

[ there is a light bite to his lips, amusement clear in Tony's eyes as he pulls back.]

[ The memories sift and settle, upending nothing else. Loki doesn't mind, thoroughly taken with the reality of soft buffing kisses and nipping teeth, the hair on the back of his neck rising as he arches into Tony's body.

His stomach gurgles loudly, the traitor. ]

... Just a few slices, then.

[ Not before he can press a chaste peck to Tony's cheek and slip an arm through his, wanting to stick closer as they walk this time. His blush remains. ]

So, ah, tell me more about your job on this moon.

[ While Loki wills his body back under control. ]

[ Tony's laughter echoes a little in the alleyway before he tugs at Loki easily, humming at the easy kiss, before they make their way towards the pizza.

again, it strikes him how easy it is like this, to slide an arm through Loki's and walk around like they are as close to normal as one might on this moon.

Tony means to enjoy it while he can because he knows better than most that there was no way it could last. ]

Mmm, just a few. You mean you will eat possibly two of the pizzas and we might have some extras. Maybe.

[ there is a squeeze to the god's torso, a teasing note in Tony's voice. ] My job is much the same as it was before; find ways to make sure everyone is safe. Set up working defenses for the perimeter, make sure we don't have any more monster invasions like we have before. Get bored and create death roomba's to battle the dust mites in my office.

[ Maybe he will eat one-and-a-half pizzas just to make a point, wow. ]

What kind of monsters were they?

[ As he leans into Tony's side. ]

[ awww, don't be like that! he is a little jealous you can eat that much and not die.]

Assorted. Perhaps not monsters, more like creatures that are natural to the moon. They were under the city causes issues and-- well they are not always nice towards humans and the like. We needed to get the out, for everyone's sake.

[ there is a hipcheck towards Loki.]

You were pretty upset with my and my plan to eradicate them, didn't go over well with you.

[ Bumped by a hip, he returns the favour. ]

If this moon was my home then I wouldn't like invaders to exterminate me, either. Couldn't you have simply moved them out?

That... that is exactly what your argument was actually. [ his laughter is drowned out by the bell over the door of the pizza parlour as he opens it, gesturing Loki inside. ] You and Stephen Strange did exactly that. Well, most of them. the ones that come too far in and are too volatile are... dealt with. But otherwise, I just want to deter them from coming into the city.

That sounds fair.

[ Loki slides his way into a booth, scooting up to make room for Tony on his side of the couches. Absolutely greedy for contact too, Tony isn't the only one. ]

So, who did you date before me?

[ Back to the main topic, evidently. Tony is now Loki's most important person on a moon where he recognises no one, so it follows. ]

[ there is no hesitation in him sliding into the booth next to Loki, smiling and thanking the waitress as she brings over the first of three pizzas that have been ordered.

Tony knows how much Loki loves pizza, okay? And this one is basically crust, cheese, and bacon. ]

Ah, here? No one. Back home well... people.

[there is a flicker there, something a little wounded. that was still something he knows needs to be discussed. but not now. ]

[ Taking a bite of his pizza (very much his, yes) he snuggles up beside Tony and waits to have swallowed before offering the same slice. Just as casually, he asks, ]

Want me to scare them? I'll put on my scary god-face.

[ that makes Tony blanch, even as he takes a bite of the pizza.]

Uh, no. Not-- not even a little. You don't-- never mind, but you don't need to scare anyone.

[ A chuckle brims, spilling into his next mouthful. ]

Mm. I wouldn't know how, don't fret. Just kidding, Anthony.

[ there is something far less complicated with this version of Loki; the myth and blood in his history not twisting how he sees the world. not making him fearful in a sense.

Tony likes it, but it also unsettles him ever so slightly. ]

I am sure you would figure it out, you are brilliant like that, Starshine. [ he picks a piece of bacon off the slice Loki has with a quirk of a grin and pops it in his mouth. ]

Hmph. [ Stuffing the rest of the slice in his mouth, he washes it down and gives an airy shrug. ] And who was I dating before I decided to slum it with you?

[ Poking him in the thigh. ]

Mmm, don't think you were dating anyone, but you have had a few bedmates.

[ don't mind him picking at more bacon, okay. this isn't a conversation he wants to have because he isn't even sure that you usually know about him knowing about the others.]

And I will have you know, I am the classiest slum, wow.

I'll bet you are, since they're not the ones I'm with.

[ It's a hesitant joke, twisting around a bit more so he can offer up another slice of pizza like a consolation prize for the truth. Green eyes, usually canny and plotting, are skittish and hopeful. ]

This one has more bacon.

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