[Loki was minding his own damn business for once. Curious about the strange plantlife he was seeing as he moved farther into the darker corners of the garden, where warning signs were too shadowed to be seen. Which meant the vine suddenly whipping around his ankle and yanking him clean off his feet? Unexpected, earning an undignified yelp from the trickster, especially as more followed, looping around arms, legs and torso. Not as fast as they could, apparently Loki's lower body temperature wasn't quite to their liking, but warm enough that they vastly perferred him to the ambient temperature.]
Well- [He let out an annoyed huff as the vines were squirming under his coat and the layers of armor, surprised that he wasn't able to pull free on his own.] this is awkward...
[Welcome to Zhautas 1]
[What's that? Technical difficulties?
Not like Loki minds. He's claimed a corner of the room for his own, setting up a fairly comfortable-looking blanket fort, that seems suspiciously sturdy-looking for having no poles or chairs holding it up. But that's what magic is for. Inside, he's settled quite comfortably on a veritable nest of pillows and blankets, lounging almost like he's holding court, odd little green lights dotting the inside of the sheets, giving the fort some soft ambient lighting. If he spots you lingering and decides he might share, he'll flash a quicksilver grin your way.]
What's the password? [He also accepts blatant bribery.]
[Bangr]
bangr
Loki Laufeyson | Older than I look
Um Both? Both most definitely. What can I say I'm an overachiever.
Loki Laufeyson | Marvel 616
[Loki was minding his own damn business for once. Curious about the strange plantlife he was seeing as he moved farther into the darker corners of the garden, where warning signs were too shadowed to be seen. Which meant the vine suddenly whipping around his ankle and yanking him clean off his feet? Unexpected, earning an undignified yelp from the trickster, especially as more followed, looping around arms, legs and torso. Not as fast as they could, apparently Loki's lower body temperature wasn't quite to their liking, but warm enough that they vastly perferred him to the ambient temperature.]
Well- [He let out an annoyed huff as the vines were squirming under his coat and the layers of armor, surprised that he wasn't able to pull free on his own.] this is awkward...
[Welcome to Zhautas 1]
[What's that? Technical difficulties?
Not like Loki minds. He's claimed a corner of the room for his own, setting up a fairly comfortable-looking blanket fort, that seems suspiciously sturdy-looking for having no poles or chairs holding it up. But that's what magic is for. Inside, he's settled quite comfortably on a veritable nest of pillows and blankets, lounging almost like he's holding court, odd little green lights dotting the inside of the sheets, giving the fort some soft ambient lighting. If he spots you lingering and decides he might share, he'll flash a quicksilver grin your way.]
What's the password? [He also accepts blatant bribery.]
[Bangr]