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[Loki follows Billy.]

Yes, I can teach you the spell.

[He hesitates, but then continues on. He can't just assume about these things.]

I'd rather... keep it quiet, if you please.

Keep quiet about you putting a spell on me?

[He lifts a brow, puzzled again.]

Wouldn't that be kind of a dead giveaway that I'm hanging out with you anyway?

[Loki considers just leaving it at that, but the problem is, if he teaches Billy the spell, Billy will know what to look for.

He rubs his chin with his hand.]

There are a... ah... very few other mortals I feel similarly concerned with.

[....wait

wait

no]

You're actually going to cast spells on a bunch of people and not tell them?

[A beat, and then-]

Oh my god, you weren't even going to tell me either, were you!?

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[His eyebrows go up.]

What of it? If you hadn't noticed, you would not know. But you did, and thus you get to learn something new and interesting.

[And then he gives Billy a look.]

Hello, ordinary mortal! I know I am a... oh, how does it get put? Right. I know I am an evil, mass-murdering psychopath of a villainous and hated god, but I would like to put a magic spell on you and I promise it'll only be for nice things, all right?

Don't be snippy, this is serious.

[Billy scowled, shaking his head with visible disapproval.]

Whether you're an evil psychopath or some kind of charity-loving saint doesn't matter. Using magic on people you care about without permission is just a dick move.

[And he's not happy with the idea of being a part of that kind of deception.]

I am utterly serious. [He raises an eyebrow.] And I've never been compelled to do so before, over the last thousand years. Magic is just one more way of interacting with others, natural as breathing.

[And you don't ask permission to do nice things for other people, like healing or protecting them. You also don't ask permission to do nasty things.]

If I were changing everyone's hair color, I'd think you had more of a point.

No, you're basically spying on them. Which is way worse than a prank. It's an invasion of privacy, and they have a right to know about it.

[He leans back against the table behind him, arms crossing over his chest.]

Why is it so important that you keep it a secret, exactly? Most people would be glad to hear that you're trying to look out for them. I mean, I assume that if you give a damn about these people then they must at least treat you decently. More than that, they're probably your friends, whether or not either of you admit it. So what are you worried about?

...Billy, I'm a god. I don't require permission to do what I think is best.

[Sigh.]

To begin with, several of the mortals I watch over are children, and their parents despise me. [He smiles thinly.] Their parents can go hang for all I care.

[Well, then again, he can always just ask, and if they say no put the spell on them anyway. It isn't like most of them would be able to tell, though then they might go ask Billy and ugh.] Spying? You really are making a mountain from a mole hill.

And you're smart enough to know that being a god doesn't mean anything to anyone here. You're just a wizard with an big ego to most people.

[He shrugs his shoulders, unwilling to bend on this, but recognizing that Loki's not likely to up and agree with it, either.]

I'm sure you'll do whatever you want anyway- I can't stop that, and I'm not about to start a big fight over it. But you can't expect people to think well of you if you sneak around doing stuff like this- harmless or not, it's still a breach of trust. And I can't keep this kind of secret from people, either. Ask them. Otherwise if I notice it, I'll tell them myself.

[Don't you just love having a magic bro now, Loki?]

[Loki laughs.]

Breach of trust? What trust? [No one trusts him anyway. They never do. No one thinks well of him, either. There's a certain freedom to it.

...except Rogue, in her own way. Blast, if this is something the humans are going to be so strange about. He's going to have to talk to her, he supposes. This will be an unpleasant conversation. This thought, he gives no sign of.]

[Dryly:] Enjoy explaining how you are so intimately familiar with my magics.

[He shakes his head.] But this is what I do not understand in the slightest. You call this spying and seem terribly upset, when in fact it is the farthest thing from. It means I needn't spy at all, which I really think works out best for everyone involved. Why is this even an issue?

[Because this is also true. In the scramble after someone trying to kill him again it didn't even occur to him that this could be an issue, not that he would have been stopped even if he had thought of it. Why would anyone object to this on the general principle? It seems to him the main objection is just that it comes from him, which was another reason to be quiet. Only that doesn't seem to be Billy's problem at all.]

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[Wow, ouch. Billy feels a wave deeply-rooted misery flare to life within him, much as he tries to quell it, and he has to glance aside, still visibly uncomfortable. That? That hurt. And he has to wonder if Loki even realizes it did- and if so, how much. Trust... earned trust is important. He can't even fathom how little Loki seems to comprehend this- how little he values the trust he's been offered. And this vaguely defeatist attitude is going to get him into trouble, and soon, if it hasn't already.

He's glad that Loki carried on a bit more beyond the first few sentences he'd spoken; it gives Billy time to bury that fresh wound as best he can before responding.]

I... don't know if I can explain it to you in a way that'll make you understand, if you don't already. It's about honesty. Using magic on people without permission- you've got a lot of power, you know? And that can be scary. It can intimidate people. And scaring and intimidating people is no way to make friends. It doesn't hurt anybody to ask if you can cast a damn spell on someone before you go and do it. It's a courtesy you're supposed to do to earn someone's trust, and it's a necessity if you want to keep whatever trust you might have. [....] And... people do trust you, whether you believe it or not.

[The wound flares again, sharp and full of bad memories. After all he's shared with Loki, at this point? The parts of himself that he's offered freely, despite any misgivings, despite the man's history, despite knowing he's a murderer and an enemy of most of the people whose opinions he values more than anyone else? What the hell does Loki even think that was for? It really hurts, to hear it brushed aside so casually, and he's trying not to let it show again with marginal success.

Just... ignore it. Move on. Pointing it out would probably just earn him another "hey guess what I'm Loki and evil and kill people, remember" and he really, really cannot deal with that right now.]

[Loki frowns, knowing something has gone awry but not entirely certain what.]

I find that surprising, really. I was dubbed a liar very early on and no one really trusted me after, for why would they? [Except Thor. But Thor is an idiot, and he hates Thor for reasons too many to count. But after a thousand years, you just sort of... give up trying. It's like drowning, in its own way. He laughs.] If one is not loved, being feared is far better than being held in contempt, yes? One might get more accomplished with less injury.

There are a great many reasons to not bother asking, reasons of time, or pragmatism, or secrecy, or strategy. [He raises an eyebrow.] And in the past, it was often just assumed I did magic like using my left hand, for it gave me small advantages that warriors did not have, such as knowing what might happen at a distance. I was a prince, you recall.

[In his own, oblique way, he wants to know why he should bother. He's never really managed to make friends before, and being alone becomes a habit, a way to avoid the insanity of doing the same thing over and over again and hoping for a different result. And really, what right have humans to demand anything of him? Why would he even think about calling humans friend even if they didn't hate him? Only... he does.

Slowly, he adds:] What few friends I have, you and Obi-wan and Ikki... I am far more concerned with keeping you uninjured than I am with your being angry with me. Thus I have chosen a pragmatic course.

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[He's there to open it for her, offering out a calm smile and an uplifted hand, stepping aside to let her enter.]

Hey, you made it. It looks cold out- the fire's on, so come on in and warm up.

You can fear someone and still have contempt for them. Actually, I'd say it's a more likely combination than any other. I'd know that better than most people.

[In his world it's very, very obvious that people hate what they're afraid of. Why would Loki's reality be any different?]

You know... back when I first met Teddy, I was terrified of him. His original costume was modeled after the Hulk the way mine was with Thor's, so he was huge and green- moreso than he is when he changes now, even. He really freaked me out. It's not like he wanted to scare me, but it wasn't something either of us could help until we got to know each other better. We got over it, though. He learned to trust each other, and that became a friendship. And then more. We both had trust issues, but figuring out how to be honest with each other made us closer.

[He gives Loki a pointed look, finally able to focus on him again.]

Why are you acting like you can only have one or the other- the honesty, or the safety you can offer us? Why can't you have both? Would Obi-Wan and Ikki have given you permission to cast this spell of yours? Because I would have, if you'd asked me.

Were it not for the wind it wouldn't be that bad. Thank you.

[Dipping her head in a grateful nod she steps into the apartment, keeping any curious glances around to a minimum as she undoes the first few buttons on her winter coat. She's never really seen where boy her age lived and...sure, this might not be the same sort of environment as back home but she was a little curious. Before she can get carried away she turns back to Billy with a mild smile, offering the box and thermos to him.]

I wasn't sure what you and Teddy liked so I brought some pastries from the bakery and some coffee.

Oh, 'tis true. But so long as fear is stronger than hate, they are paralyzed.

[Wow what is with this look, Billy. The eyebrows go up.] I am very glad for you. [Though he wonders, if that's how it's been going, between Rogue and himself. Not something he can really talk to Billy about.] You do realize, I trust you more than I trust nearly anyone else.

[He shrugs.] I hadn't thought about it, really. The thing needed doing, so I did it. It is only now you've demanded I consider it in this light.

What? You didn't have to bring anything... thanks, though.

[He accepts the gifts anyway, tilting his head a bit towards the coat rack beside the door in case she wants to hang hers up (since his hands are full now) and carries the box-and-thermos to the kitchenette area around the corner. If she's been to other apartments in Luceti, she'll find that Billy and Teddy's is pretty different- much more open-concept, and actually combined with the next apartment over, one of the benefits of a reality-bender living there. It's a little messy, but there are signs of an obviously hasty clean-up (dishes in a sink full of water, a broom and dust pile in the corner), and it's not as disastrous as it could be.]

You want some coffee? It'll probably be cold by the time Teddy gets back, so we might as well drink it. We've got cocoa here too, and some other stuff.

[More than nearly anyone? That's... kind of a lot of pressure. Especially when he's so prone to screwing things up- either with a particularly caustic or hurtful remark at the wrong moment (Teddy can attest to that more than anyone else, bless that man for his patience), or a reckless act that could be misinterpreted as malice...

Still, it's kind of an honour, too. Like a landmark, or level of expectation he wants to live up to. For a moment he's really not sure how to respond to that.

Finally, he just purses his lips and moves on to something that had, in fact, just occurred to him in the last few moments.]

Let me try putting it like this. Remember the day we first met, when I tried to use my magic on you without you noticing? It wasn't even meant to hurt and you smacked me down for it. You called it rude. How are you any different for doing this?

Edited (weird spacing wtf) 2012-12-30 06:30 (UTC)

It wouldn't feel right to bring nothing on a first visit, I just hope you'll both like them.

[At least it's hard to go wrong with baked goods, and the sweets and other pastries from the bakery in the village were delicious regardless of personal preferences. Hanging her coat from one of the empty hangers she takes a better glance around the room. It was a lot different from how she remembered Luke's apartment back before he moved into House 45; more open space in the shared living area for a start and as a whole it looked rather comfortably lived in.]

If you have any milk some coffee would be lovely.

[It's not her usual drink of choice but something about the full bitterness of it sounds good right about now. Maybe it's the chill outside calling for more that tea can give.]

[He laughs.] Because mortals shouldn't mess about with cranky gods? You were poking at me for fun, I thought, or to try to find a weakness to exploit. That's a bit cheeky. Those of us with magics ought to have more caution around each other for that reason. We notice things.

So you caught me fairly in this one, to be sure.

We've got milk, cream, sweetener, sugar- just about everything that anyone could ever want for coffee, really. We're kind of addicted.

[He offers up a bit of a cheeky grin, fetching milk and sugar along with the mugs, into which he pours the coffee. He slides into one of the chairs by the table, getting his drink sweetened up before sipping cautiously at it and lifting his gaze at her.]

What's on your mind?

Mm.

[Well, he's officially run out of arguments, but it obviously still bothers him. It's difficult to think the best of someone when they keep doing things that seem like such a clearly obvious violation to him, whether it's done with good intentions or not. It just feels wrong.]

...At least think about it.

[Fixing her mug with some milk she takes a seat across from Billy, warming her fingers with the heat of the drink.]

I never properly thanked you for saving me during the Draft. The effects of whatever Shift was affecting me went away when I came back to Luceti but...well, I don't think dealing with it was pleasant for either of us.

[The things she had been forced to see, to re-live through had been torture; but to watch from the outside as she was collapsing inwards must have been difficult.]

I can explain if you want or if you have any questions about what I said or...what I saw, I will tell you.

[Loki sighs. He can tell Billy is still bothered. And it annoys him that he cares, that he doesn't want the boy bothered. And it also annoys him that Billy is so certain he is right when there is no objective truth to be found here.]

I shall, if you will in turn consider the fact that I am not human. I do not think as you do. And while I may like a small number of you and greatly enjoy your company, I have no desire to be human.

[He smiles slightly.] I do not expect you to agree with me.

Edited 2012-12-31 22:37 (UTC)

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