❄ 4 - The Trickster tricked

[behisequal]

[Normally when Loki is out and about the Plane, he likes to observe in relative silence, occasionally showing himself to people of interest, or those he's slowly growing to know to personally. He has his reasons for doing what he does. Even his snow

This time, however, he makes it very clear that he's arrived since he's brought with him an ornate, gold sofa. But the thing is...the golden color isn't due to actual gold or any metal at all. It is golden sugar glass and smells of honey, while the cushions themselves are marshmallowy in texture.

And Loki? Looks very much displeased about this, which does seem to contradict that he has a giant candy couch. Anyone else may be pleasantly surprised by such a state of affairs, but him? Oh no. Not at all.]

This, this, will not be tolerated! Whomever has dared to do this will show themselves now to right what has been wronged. All will be forgiven if this is done without haste.

[...Except it won't because he will remember, and he will take retribution for what has been done.]


[ooc: Unfortunately, this isn't all that has been done to him. Loki's first experiment makes it so he can only turn things into candy and ice cream, and if he really tries, he can reverse it--but that's it. No matter what kind of spell or enchantment he tries, it'll have the same result. So that also means he can't skulk about in secret either. Oh, but he won't be able to turn people into candy or ice cream versions of themselves. With player permission, he can change clothing--but that's only if any of you guys want that. Otherwise, we'll see where things lead!]

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[grip_on_reality]

[she nods at his explanation, unperturbed by his continuing protests--though she is starting to think that at least some of his worry might be genuine after all] Then your other option is to stay here--either till it blows over or you find some way to do something about it. Time won't pass back 'ome, and this place 'as got plenty options for food and lodging.

[ignoring his other comment, she leans in to take a closer look at the sofa. satisfied, she straightens, smirking] And even if the Plane didn't 'ave food, it looks like going hungry's gonna be the least of your worries.

[behisequal]

[His eyes narrow slightly. He's not exactly used to being told what to do by a mortal, especially when the solutions are ones he doesn't want to hear.] Then here I must stay. And see that no one damages that. I would not want to see what may happen if I lost control of my magic even more than I already have.

[grip_on_reality]

[she raises an eyebrow at his barely-veiled threat] Oh yeah? Well, I wasn't planning to damage it. [she takes a few steps back, as if as a gesture of good faith] But I'm not planning to 'ang around either, sorry to say.

[behisequal]

Oh, I know, but the words must be said so you may pass them on to anyone else you may meet. [And for the record? He's going to hold you personally responsible if anything does happen to it.]

[But a moment later, he clasps his hands in front of him and puts on a smile] Apologies, Detective Inspector. I am not in the best of tempers.

[grip_on_reality]

I'll keep it in mind. Maybe you should put up a sign. [she smirks back at him, refusing to be intimidated]

[her tone drips with congeniality] Really? I 'adn't noticed. Be seeing you, Loki. [she waves--and drops from the Plane before this gets any worse]