Sounds like the natural order of things to Loki. One sibling wild card, one sibling upholding order and sensibility? Sure! One could argue in his and Thor's case they switch roles occasionally, is all. And then Hela came up and had to spoil the rhythm they had going.
It's funny, sometimes, how Loki enjoys stepping outside his own traumas and distress and reflecting on what an interesting story it all is. Either way, he's probably going to want to meet this sister of Viatorus'.
"Well," he says thoughtfully, face neutral but eyes dancing with amusement. "I am the god of mischief. I wonder what would happen if, for example, someone were to walk across grass with 'keep off' signs in my name. Smoke next to a 'no smoking' sign in honor of Loki? Pray to me while playing music very loudly in the early morning so as to wake the neighbors?" He shrugs. "All relatively harmless gestures, but all transgressive, after a fashion."
And some more likely to reap consequences than others. If you get the cops called on you for being disruptive in Loki's name, is that a kind of minor sacrifice? So sue him, he's curious.
His smile softens a little at Viatorus' explanation. "As I said, I have a reputation. Rites to me have historically been few and far between, and reserved largely for the bold, the outcast, and the desperate. But by all means, please feel free to add me to your rosters; I am not the jealous type."
Er. If he reads anything about Loki, he's going to realize that's not necessarily true. "Well," he clarifies. "Not where worship is concerned, at least. I do not object to sharing space, as it were, with Hermes and Thoth."
"But let me reiterate, there are likely differences between universes. I have already had to disappoint a friend by telling her I am not the mother of Sleipnir where I come from." Not as far as he knows, at least. He could probably screw around with time and make it happen from here, but...he has other projects on his mind.
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It's funny, sometimes, how Loki enjoys stepping outside his own traumas and distress and reflecting on what an interesting story it all is. Either way, he's probably going to want to meet this sister of Viatorus'.
"Well," he says thoughtfully, face neutral but eyes dancing with amusement. "I am the god of mischief. I wonder what would happen if, for example, someone were to walk across grass with 'keep off' signs in my name. Smoke next to a 'no smoking' sign in honor of Loki? Pray to me while playing music very loudly in the early morning so as to wake the neighbors?" He shrugs. "All relatively harmless gestures, but all transgressive, after a fashion."
And some more likely to reap consequences than others. If you get the cops called on you for being disruptive in Loki's name, is that a kind of minor sacrifice? So sue him, he's curious.
His smile softens a little at Viatorus' explanation. "As I said, I have a reputation. Rites to me have historically been few and far between, and reserved largely for the bold, the outcast, and the desperate. But by all means, please feel free to add me to your rosters; I am not the jealous type."
Er. If he reads anything about Loki, he's going to realize that's not necessarily true. "Well," he clarifies. "Not where worship is concerned, at least. I do not object to sharing space, as it were, with Hermes and Thoth."
"But let me reiterate, there are likely differences between universes. I have already had to disappoint a friend by telling her I am not the mother of Sleipnir where I come from." Not as far as he knows, at least. He could probably screw around with time and make it happen from here, but...he has other projects on his mind.