[ The portal is expected. The man stepping out from it is not. Angela's stark white eyes widen slightly as she takes him in, trying to pick up from context and visual clues what may have happened, and which Loki it is that stands before her.
She has heard of the Loki-that-was, though only stories. She has never seen his likeness, though she can guess that this must be it. The only question becomes... ]
What has happened, to make you this way?
[ The boy did not make another deal with a demon again, did he? ]
[He takes a seat, not quite used to how long his limbs are now as he tries to fumble into a comfortable position.]
There's nothing to tell. I'm not sure what's caused it, only that it's magic. This form... it has greater magic than my own, but any attempt to change my appearance to what it ought to be, and. Nothing.
[Loki swirls the juice in its glass like it’s a fine wine, his mannerisms beginning to catch up with the story.]
Excelsior. A new game was releasing, and that city has the best launch parties. I was about to leave when I felt my appearance shift through no action of my own.
Stephen and my older self might know more. However... [he sighs] I don’t want to frighten them. Loki especially. Truth be told, I couldn’t be entirely certain how you would react.
He was the God of Evil, and threatened the Nine Realms time and time again. Before his death, he plotted the destruction of Asgard and that is why so many of our people resented my reincarnation.
And he is the one who created both myself and the other Loki. The reason Loki was forced to kill me and take my place.
[ She doesn't finish his thought, though she knows the words that were left unsaid.
Instead, she just nods, coming to suspect what forces might be at play here. ]
There may be a larger lesson to be learned, in this. In Ryslig— In the realm which trapped me before I arrived here— we were often tortured and twisted, bringing up parts of ourselves and our pasts which we hated and feared. Made to act against our nature. Often it was without rhyme or reason, but not without teaching us something greater about ourselves.
[ She can't help but smile at the sight of a fully grown Loki sighing like a beleaguered teen. ]
I am older than you— older than all of you. And if I have learned anything in my many years, it is that one is never done learning lessons about themselves.
[ Her demeanor softens, and she reaches out to touch his cheek (a gesture which feels a little silly with him currently in this older body, but she does it nonetheless). ]
You live so long as you are here. So keep your mind here.
You must'nt let it. You must fight to keep a hold on who you are. I know something of what it is like to suffer unwanted changes in one's psyche. You must be strong, and resist.
[ She wants so dearly to help him. Clearly, he is troubled by what he has undergone. ]
You say you cannot change your form to what it ought to be. Can you change it into something else? Anything that would provide respite to your mind.
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My door is open to you, Loki.
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Hello, sister.
[He taps his fingers against the side of his leg, waiting for her response.]
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She has heard of the Loki-that-was, though only stories. She has never seen his likeness, though she can guess that this must be it. The only question becomes... ]
What has happened, to make you this way?
[ The boy did not make another deal with a demon again, did he? ]
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Thank you, by the way. [Not "BTW", it doesn't suit this form.] I couldn't return home for reasons that should also be obvious.
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Come in, sit. I will get you something to drink and in exchange you will tell me what's going on.
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There's nothing to tell. I'm not sure what's caused it, only that it's magic. This form... it has greater magic than my own, but any attempt to change my appearance to what it ought to be, and. Nothing.
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Start with where you were, what you were doing when it happened.
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Excelsior. A new game was releasing, and that city has the best launch parties. I was about to leave when I felt my appearance shift through no action of my own.
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[ She hates to assume, but... It's a fair question with Loki. ]
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[ She does. She just had to hear him say it.
She sips her drink, thinking. ]
There has to have been some reason behind it.
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The Loki who looked like this. He did something which would frighten his other selves?
[ She doesn't have the history which would make her have any such reactions. ]
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And he is the one who created both myself and the other Loki. The reason Loki was forced to kill me and take my place.
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Do you hate him? Have you become the thing you hate? Or the thing you fear?
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[His face scrunches up, hating the sound of this voice speaking affectionately about her.]
Regardless, you get the idea.
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Instead, she just nods, coming to suspect what forces might be at play here. ]
There may be a larger lesson to be learned, in this. In Ryslig— In the realm which trapped me before I arrived here— we were often tortured and twisted, bringing up parts of ourselves and our pasts which we hated and feared. Made to act against our nature. Often it was without rhyme or reason, but not without teaching us something greater about ourselves.
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Have I not had enough lessons about myself? I know myself plenty at this point!
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I am older than you— older than all of you. And if I have learned anything in my many years, it is that one is never done learning lessons about themselves.
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[ Lokis don't have the market cornered on deaths. ]
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You live so long as you are here. So keep your mind here.
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That’s the issue, isn’t it. Keeping my mind. Already I can feel it shifting, getting used to this role.
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You must'nt let it. You must fight to keep a hold on who you are. I know something of what it is like to suffer unwanted changes in one's psyche. You must be strong, and resist.
[ She wants so dearly to help him. Clearly, he is troubled by what he has undergone. ]
You say you cannot change your form to what it ought to be. Can you change it into something else? Anything that would provide respite to your mind.
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