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[while the quarters she appeared in were infinitely better than a great big hole in the ground, after a mere day of exploring, Leah has already found herself bored with this quaint town. After a brief examination of the journal by her bedside, she had dismissed it as little more than the mindless gibberish not unlike those forums of the internet Loki insisted she frequent. Most of the remaining morning had been spent attempting to spell the black wings from her back before she set out from the dwelling.

Now, she sits in the small tavern she found, sipping a chocolate milkshake. Bored. And ready to return, if not to her Mistress' side, than to the town of Broxton so that, at least, she may find company.

However poor said company might be.]

Player: Jenny
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Character Name: Leah of Hel
Character Fandom: Marvel comics - Journey into Mystery

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[dramatic gestures from Loki only hold her attention for so long. As he speaks, she takes a long drink from the straw. It had been the right choice, she thinks, to order chocolate instead of vanilla.

Besides,]

You only chose to stick your b.f.f.'s in dirty great holes in the ground.

But it is not just a regular great dirty hole in the ground, it is the best great dirty hole in the ground.

[Hush Leah, Loki knows quality great holes in the ground when he sees one.]

What kind of b.f.f. would I be if I would provide you with a rather sloppy great hole in the ground?

A very bad one, you see?

[the very thought of Loki knowing quality when he sees it would make her laugh. But it is, indeed, harder to imagine a better dirty great hole in the ground. Not because he provided her with the best, but because she imagines all dirty great holes in the ground to be the same.]

I appeared in a much nicer dwelling here, one with a plush layer of fabric spread across the floor and draped windows that filtered sunlight through.

Much nicer than a great dirty hole in the ground.

[At least she did acknowledge him being not a bad b.f.f. and that was something Loki considered a very good thing. He shifts in his seat, getting more comfortable.]

You did? I landed into the forest and had my feet had a rather painful encounter with a pinecone.

[He pulls a face to express the severe pain a simple pinecone could cause to a certain trickster's foot.]

Oh yes, they do provide us with a nice room in a building of apartments. With plush floors and even a source of heat that is not a fire.

[He should tell her about the experiments, because that was definitely a very important part.]

But alas, all the luxury does not come for free.

[it is a moment that Leah wishes she could have witnessed herself. The mighty god of mischief befallen by a pinecone. Perhaps, it is more amusing than the thought of Loki knowing quality holes in the grounds.

But in this rare case, his words are worthy enough to give due attention. Though she dismissed most of the entries in the notebook as foolish silliness, there had been one or two more sincere.]

What price is it that these Malnosso demand from us?

They wish to use us for experiments. We are guinea pigs, so to speak. Most experiments are rather cruel. And I have no idea what they have to do with the general concept of science or a study of some sort.

[His expression turns more serious. Even though Loki knows for sure that Leah can handle her own business, it would be rather unfortunate if she would fall victim to the vicious whims of these Malnosso as well.]

I think they do it for their own amusement. And that is extremely gross and of a very malicious kind.

[OOC: I have to roll into bed now but pls add me on Plurk because I totally have to enable you <333 --> its itsuckstobepeeta *O*]

I am the handmaiden of the goddess of Hel.

[For once, the nerve Loki has struck has little to do with the trickster boy himself. Sadly, for Loki, that does not mean that he is free of Leah's wrath.

Were any of the Malnosso here at present, she would happily send them flying through one of the windows of this establishment. As it is, she settles on glowering at Loki.]

I do not exist for anyone's amusement.

[ooc: Just did! I'm enelyasol on there. Sleep well and seriously, any feedback you might have, I'd love it. Because I am having lots of fun right now. :D]

[Maybe taunting Leah at a point like this isn't a very wise thing to do. And it may be quite obvious that not all of Loki's actions are driven by wise decisions.]

Aye. I know, and you are my b.f.f.! It is most important that I keep you aware of our magic friendship and the like.

[He nods at her second sentence, agreeing.]

Loki also does not exist for the amusement of others.

You see that this forms an extra bond between us, yes?

[ooc: I saw :D OwO I love your Leah already, because she's delightfully snarky and cold towards Loki fskljdfkl! I shall try to contact you on Plurk tonight to start The Enabling :"D I am having tons of fun because its the first time I'm playing him off a Leah. ~~If you have any feedback, please let me know as well :D~~]

[No, nothing Loki does is ever wise. Or smart. Leah would be the first to attest to that statement.

An eyebrow is raised at the mention of magic friendship. That he persists in reminder her of this, perhaps, one of the most infuriating things about Loki.]

No. [It's said so matter of factually, right before she takes another sip of her milkshake.] I only reside in Broxton because you have unfinished business with my Mistress. A debt you still owe, regardless of our venture to this far away land.

[ooc: I am so glad. And yes, definitely start enabling because I am totally up for this. Loki needs his bff, yes? ~~I think he's excellent, and if I didn't say it already, half the reason I considered giving Leah a go.~~]

Edited 2012-11-12 17:27 (UTC)

Of course, of course. Business first, friendship later, right? Even the magic kind of friendship.

[For a moment Loki gets up and waves towards one of the waiters.]

A considerably large shaken milk for me! With a cherry on top! The cherry is important! Do not forget it!

[After that he sits down again, ignoring the disgruntled look from said waiter. He looks at Leah again.]

You know that without me you would have never been aware of the creamy, yet refreshing cool taste of shaken milk, right?

[ooc: ENABLES FOREVER <3]

[From behind the glass of shaken milk, a small smile crosses Leah's face as the waiter frowns at Loki. A frown, she thinks, that is most deserved.

There is a list that she sometimes keeps as a way to keep her occupied late in the night. It is a list of all the ways Loki had annoyed her that day. Loki being right about anything always makes the top of the list.

Like now.]

Broxton is a small town lacking most forms of entertainment. I would have eventually come across the place of the shaken milk on my own did you not to insist we dine there.

[ooc: /is easily enabled <3]

[Loki's smile broadens, his eyes lightening up.]

Really? And how would you know that that place would serve shaken milk? And that you had a sudden desire to taste it?

[His voice sounds playful.]

Would it be because I told you that I prefer shaken milk?

You must really, really, really like me.

[Yes, he's pushing it.]

Loki Laufeyson! [Her voice rises an octave and finally, the shaken milk glass begins to crack as her hand tightens around the base. There's only so much a girl can go through, even a girl that is in fact the handmaiden of the Asgardian goddess of death, before finally reaching her limit.] I do not like you even a little bit!

[Just after that outburst an eyerolling and highly agitated waiter comes to deliver Loki's milkshake. The smile has left Loki's face this time, yet he does not really takes offence.

Okay, except that Leah is really mean sometimes. Really, really mean. And the worst liar of all. He feigns a pout.]

You are especially mean today, Leah. Even more mean than usual.

[He brings the straw to his lips and sips some of the milkshake he just got.]

You are breaking your glass.

[Her grip loosens a little on the glass and she lifts her hand to examine the traces of shaken milk covering her palm.

Perhaps the glass of shaken milk did not deserve her frustrations. But she reaches for a napkin and gently cleans her hand and the glass itself.

That done, she finally does bother to provide an answer. It is surprisingly frank.]

I appeared in a far away land with little explanation as to my arrival. My life is not my own, Loki, but accepting this easily is more than should be asked of me.

[Loki watches her, sipping on his own milkshake.]

I won't disagree with that.

[The tone of his voice is serious now.]

And I haven't accepted this either.

[But there really are some nice things about this place. He sighs and frowns for a moment, for some reason it pains him when he shoves his milkshake towards Leah. After all, it is a milkshake, and his favorite taste.]

It is a gift of welcoming, yes?

[She remembers the first time Loki had introduced her to the shaken milk. Still, he had not told her what had happened to the cow to render it so. She had never asked again.

Nor had she ever accepted a gift from him willingly. Even the Yuletide first had been returned with a blast of hellfire.

She accepts the glass silently and takes a long sip.] You can always obtain another.

Always so very thankful. I am most touched, bff.

[That is sarcasm but Loki grins afterwards. He is happy to see his bff again and he is also happy she is here.

Chances are big she isn't sharing his happiness right now, though... Maybe not ever, but well, his bff is hard to read sometimes.]

If you have any questions about this realm I will be happy to answer them, yes? I do not like answering questions but I shall make an exception for yours.

[She takes a very long, long draw of shaken milk through the straw. It is ever refreshing, though not nearly as delicious as her own chocolate flavored drink.

Questions. Oh, she has many.]

How do we leave this realm?

[Now that is a good question and Loki taps his chin for a moment, fingers of his other hand drumming on the table.]

I have not yet find a way out of this realm, Leah. There is a system of tunnels but apparently they seem to lead to absolutely nowhere.

The Malnosso are not fond of people leaving so they make sure no one will be leaving.

[He makes a wide, dramatic gesture with his arm.]

It is utterly depressing and discouraging!

[The information Loki provides is most depressing and discouraging, his dramatic gesture even more so.

Leah takes a long slurp of the shaken milk before picking up the cherry stem between her thumb and index finger. She looks at it curiously before taking it into her mouth.]

I will have to talk to these Malnosso.

They are not a very talkative bunch, I have to say. I believe they have a couple of representatives. But even those are not quite talkative.

[After that he points at the cherry.]

Do not eat the stem. It is gross.

[Alas, Midgardian slang escapes Leah's knowledge. She looks down at the stem in hand and frowns.]

There is only one. That is not a gross.

[Has no one taught you simple arithmetic, Loki?]

[Loki raises his eyebrows and stays silent for a while. After that he bursts out in laughter, hand touching Leah's arm briefly.]

I hope you are aware of the wit you display sometimes, bff!

[He keeps snickering.]

Not a gross as in an amount of something. But gross as in utterly disgusting.

[Her eyes narrow in anger when he starts to laugh and she flings the hand from her arm away. She has not said anything of amusement, Loki Laufeyson. And thus, does not appreciate the laughter accompanying her statement.

Sparks of green hellfire flicker in her eyes and in her fingers.]

I had not meant my words to be of entertainment.

Edited 2012-12-01 21:45 (UTC)

[Loki tries to tone his laughter down, really. He tries. Oh how he tries. And how he utterly fails at trying.]

I know...I know.

[He should shut up and really quick too...]

...Still they are of great comical value, bff!

Loki Laufeyson! [She practically growls his name, holding up a palm filled with green fire.] You will desist with this laughter right now!

[At least Loki manages to tone it down to soft snickering. That is something, right?]

Aye, aye, aye.

[He tries to pull the most straight face he is capable of.]

Behold. My serious face.

[Perhaps the face is serious. But it does not appear serious enough in Leah's opinion. Nor is it an action taken soon enough. The helfire coalesces into a ball within her hand. Disregarding their surroundings, she hurls the ball in his direction.

And does so happily smile.]

Edited 2012-12-11 00:17 (UTC)

[Alas, it does not work and the second Loki notices that Leah is really going to bomb him with helfire he tries to get away as soon as possible and dives to the left, hands covering his head.

The ball hurls right over him but not over the bar behind their table...

Oh, how he has missed his bff...]

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[action] [ahahaha, oh god Leah A+]

[action] [so unknowingly, too! XD]

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