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[When Loki arrives on the Plane, momentary surprise turning to curiosity as he looks around and does not see the woman, Meredith Sault, he met here previously] Of course. She would not be here again. [A small, knowing smile crosses his features.] I wouldn't be.

[He sets off to explore this new world after he is certain he won't simply be thrust back outside that little cottage once more. Stars surrounding him are not an unfamiliar sight to Loki. They are, however, not the ones he is used to in the constellations he studied and has used to guide him when no map could. They intrigue him and will warrant further inspection--but they are not his primary concern. After finding the Information kiosk and receiving aid from a helpful invisible woman--who he tried to find initially until he figured out the trick--he is left with questions not about how to go home. He has already tried what was suggested to him and found it quite clever. No, he wonders other things...] How is this world even here? Why has Father never mentioned it?

[As things seem relatively peaceful, he does not put on his armor; there doesn't appear to be any need for it, though he does stay on his guard. Instead, he cloaks himself for a time, wandering around this "Astral Plane" invisibly to see what it has to offer.

It...is not quite what he is expecting, but then again with the "Astral" denotation, he might have expected objects dealing more with the celestial bodies than what he has found. Surely, there are answers for this as well, and as he has assessed the dangers and this place well enough already, he removes his enchantments and heads towards a building which purpose he was initially unsure of until he took note of all the bottles of alcohol and suddenly it all became clear. The mortals there would be a good place to start.]

[As he speaks, he pushes the bar doors aside and gracefully strides in.] Pardon the intrusion. I must admit this is my first time getting a proper look around this plane of Astral. Yet, I find myself with more questions than the box of information can provide me. I would reward you with food and drink... [He glances at all the bottles behind the bar.] But I believe this building and one other is already handling that for you.

[He would know who would trick the trickster.]

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[Hiccup takes the glass but he's more interested in Loki's tale than to drink from it yet.]

Wooow... It sounds... beautiful. And it's your home, huh. Wish I could go there-- I mean not as a god, but just to see how it looks like. But I guess I have to wait until then.

And- and what do you do up there? Do you have dragons there too?

[He merely smiles at the notion, not once mentioning how mortals aren't typically allowed or seen in Asgard. He can't think of a time when that has happened.]

Dragons? No, definitely not. Not in our realm. There are, however, stranger creatures in the outlying lands and realms that we hunt. We also train for the day when Asgard's enemies decide to attack. I, personally, have my own duties to uphold in the name of the All-Father, but they would bore a child such as you, I fear.

Instead, why not tell me about yourself and this world where the dragons live amongst men as though they were loyal companions.

You really don't have dragons? [Hiccup blinks, truly surprised. He was sure Asgard was full with them.] What creatures? Trolls? I hunt trolls too, but I could never catch any.

Mmm... [He frowns while he takes a sip from his drink, wincing at the taste.] It's not long since there's peace between us and the dragons, though, but it's a long story, a loooong story...

[He shakes his head.] Not a single one, though I do know of them. I must say, however, that it probably is for the best that you have not caught a troll--and be ever-grateful that it is not a bilgesnipe, or many other creatures that would not hesitate to rend a mortal into several pieces. [He takes a drink then, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes as he looks at him over his glass, letting the young mortal's imagination take over from there.]

We have plenty of drink and food is close at hand. [He sets his glass down and gestures around him.] A long story would accompany both very well.

[The utter horror on Hiccup's face. The horror!!] Bilgesnipe...? Oh, uh... Wow. [But there is that insane spark where he kinda wants to see that thing now.] You hunt them too?

I guess... But it's boring too, and... But it's actually great, I did something good in my life! My dad first outcasted me but then he took me back and now I'm back and the dragons too and everyone likes them instead of trying to slaughter them! [He rambled, while Toothless growled a little at the mention of slaughtering dragons...] Oh, sorry bud'.

Oh, all the time. [He grins. He may be embellishing a bit--but it is Loki, after all.]

Such beautiful creatures were slaughtered... [He shakes his head.] If I may, why were you outcast? I cannot imagine it was easy for your father to outcast his own son.

[Hiccup swallows.] Nnnooow that I think about it I prefer Berk much better...

Uuuh... well not long ago they were real pests to us, eating our food so we had to fight them. But then I met Toothless and we, uh, well... I c-couldn't kill him. He was just as afraid as me... [His voice turns low as he's thinking about it.] And my father didn't exactly listen to me then... Which is sometimes I'm used to but then we both took it a bit uuuh... far.

[Loki makes sure to remember the name of "Berk" for later research.]

Fathers...[he pauses, trying to think of a way to phrase what he wants to say]...have a way of disregarding those sons whom would speak truth and offer wisdom, but are in no mood to accept either. Please, go on.

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