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[voicelog]

Now who's being a baby?

[ ☕️ ]

[ikols]

[ Gods, he wants a shower. Loki wants to not be himself as he internally squirms under that blue gaze, flicking through his options. ]

Bathroom break. [ His chair scrapes back. ] Don't touch my buns unless you want the full wrath of two realms upon your head.

[voicelog]

[ have an eyeroll. ]

Duly noted.

[ikols]

[ Being hungover is such a pain, the indignity is worse than the queasiness by far. Gripping the sink in the bathroom, Loki pulls down his grotty hat-hoodie combo and cracks his knuckles as he thinks Why am I like this and sloughs off one form for another, one without as many foul connotations attached to it. He feels far too exposed in front of Tony (whose eyes are probably fucking recording him looking pathetic to show the Avengers at their next hubbub.

(That's paranoia, but it works for him in the moment. Impetus.)

The woman who returns to their table has the same hungover-pink cheeks but freshening up was taken to a literal level, long hair braided over a shoulder and a layer of War-paint make-up putting together a much better picture. That was shapeshifting, it was easy, whereas her magic went a bit wonky so her outfit was kept to some muted leggings with a tied off shirt (Peter's, she may have grabbed both garments through a hasty portal in the mirror).

Loki slides into her seat, legs folding, and goes back to picking at her cinnamon rolls. ]

I did some thinking in there. You're undergoing so much downtime, surely you have enough spare to build me something.

[voicelog]

[ did loki just switch to a female form on him?

he doesn't know whether to look amused or bemused, so instead, he simply picks up his coffee for another steady sip. should he question it? he kinda wants to question it, but it also feels like opening another can of worms. his encounters with loki so far have all just been either very baffling or aggravating.

no real in between. ]

Must have been quite the contemplation. [ just saying. ] I'm not agreeing to anything, but I am curious enough to hear you out. What do you want me to build for you, Loki? [ regale him with your wishlist. ]

[ikols]

I'd like seven bracelets. They alert one another if there's an emergency and let the other wearers know the identity of the caller in distress, faster than a text or a call with a simple tap.

[ As the server comes over to fetch Loki's plate of shredded rolls her eyes switch up and she lights a smile, thanking him. May I please have a replacement? This one was burned. He scuttles away with a fluster.

The same green eyes flick back to Tony and the sweetly apologetic expression melts away. ]

I could forge something similar myself but it would be through magic. Not a lot of people would trust a gift like that, coming from me.

[voicelog]

[ well, the request sounds simple enough. ]

Who will they be for?

[ikols]

My friends.

[ She has those. ]

[voicelog]

Sure. I'll make them for you.

[ it won't be too much trouble. ]

[ikols]

Really?

[ Delighted to hear it, suspicion swoops in a moment later. ]

What do you want in return?

[voicelog]

No more drunk texts from you would be a fair exchange.

[ he really doesn't have anything he wants from loki. ]

[ikols]

Technically, I am not the same person as Drunken Me and I take no responsibility for myself while inebriated, so I can't faithfully agree to that.

[voicelog]

Then we can consider it that equivalent exchange you wanted for explaining to me about how gods work.

[ikols]

[ Everyone wants something off Loki. Everyone. She blinks, puzzled, then nods in agreement. ]

Alright, but it feels like I got to talk about myself and was rewarded for it.

[voicelog]

[ he wants nothing from her except maybe some peace and quiet. but he doubts that he would get it, so... 💁‍♂️ ]

You can look at it that way too if you want.

[ikols]

[ Well, since she's on a roll ... Loki straightens up and fiddles with the ends of her hair. ]

I would also like a new Starkphone for Peter. He has some Oscorp shit.

[voicelog]

[ he arches a brow at her. ]

You know I'm not running a tech company here, right? The GA already provided us with phones.

[ikols]

I don't want their crap, I want one of yours. You once rebuilt Asgard into Asgardia, or you will when you can be bothered to go home and catch up with the timeline.

[ Face the epitome of 3>:( ]

I want the best phone in the multiverse for my boyfriend.

[voicelog]

The answer is no.

[ he is already making her seven emergency bracelets. wanting him to make a starkphone for someone who not only is from a different universe but who already has phones at his disposal is ridiculous. ]

[ikols]

Tonyyy. You want him to have an Oscorp phone? Why do you hate my lover? Why do you want him to suffer?

[ !!! ]

I broke into it with barely a glance, come on.

[voicelog]

You can ask him to use the Guild's phone if it's such a concern of yours.

[ the answer is still no. ]

[ikols]

I'll owe you a favour.

[voicelog]

If I wanted a favor from you, then I would have asked for an IOU for the bracelets.

[ikols]

[ Hmm. Biting her lip, she steeples her fingers and gives him a long look. ]

I'll lend you a Norn Stone for a week.

[voicelog]

No thank you.

[ he has no interest in wielding a norn stone, loki. but also don't just offer one up to people all willy nilly. ]