[orb post, day 4 ; arrival]

[sorcerous]

[ The orb floats above him and Loki regards it with calm regality, with impassive green eyes. ]

A small thing… but well-crafted. The magic is strong.

[ He settles back: lounging, tense and casual. ]

I hear we have a community of heroes. Please; show yourselves. I am Loki -- [ and here his tongue trips, for the first time. A blink, a falter. ] -- Odinson, from Asgard realm, and I am ever so eager to make your acquaintance.

Comments

[sorcerous]

And if you were to find a magpie, one with green eyes, would you be willing to show that magpie the town? The wild and the tamed alike.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

[Faolan's eyes light up.]

Like birds!

[The amount of teeth present might make one wonder what he likes about birds. Also, hooray for subject changes.]

[sorcerous]

The magpie will be me, so pray do not wound it.

I could take the form of a snake if it would rest easier on your sensibilities.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

No pouncing? [He looks so forlorn.] Bad at catching but like to try.

[sorcerous]

[ A sigh.

Oh, Loki is so put-upon. ] Show me the city, and we'll play all the pouncing games you like.

[ Nevermind that he's secretly terribly fond of that sort of game, and that it has been a long time since he has indulged. ]

[greatsquirrelhunter]

[Faolan beams at him]

Can show everything!!