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The Angel Balthazar ([personal profile] tryingitall) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings2020-08-21 04:05 pm

I've seen your flag on the marble arch

Balthazar, when seen around the Nexus, is usually obnoxiously upbeat and cheerful. Downright perky, even. He's a gregarious angel, a little mouthy, but quick to joke and slow to judge. His reward for being peculiar by his kind's standards has been spectacular: the love of his life, a built-in family, and a number of like-minded friends, some angelic and some not. If he just stayed in the Nexus and ignored his own world forever, he'd easily be content with what he has.

The multiverse isn't that simple, though. He's still in contact with his home and at least one of his brothers, and there's still a war going on there. As much as he wishes he could stay on the sidelines of it completely, he knows, rationally, that that isn't a possibility. Not forever.

Right now, he's seated at a cafe table with the dregs of a bottle of Glenmorangie, which he is classlessly swigging straight out of the bottle. There's a bag from a pet store beside him, but in his lap there's a notebook, and he's scribbling in it, with a fine sepia pen. No one save another angel is likely to be able to read his notes; they're in Enochian.

"I have too many questions to ask, I think," he says, adding a flourish to one of the sigils on his page. "What would you do if your family was divided, violently, and at war? How can you reassure a brother with the weight of the world on his shoulders? Why does history repeat itself?"

He takes another gulp of Scotch. "At what point does remaining a neutral party in a war become just...irresponsibly letting shit happen to the innocent?"

"There are dozens of people I could ask for help, but what exactly would I ask them to help me with?" Pause. "Well, that one's rhetorical, I suppose."

"Would someone like to bring me another bottle of liquor? This one's almost out."
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[personal profile] tr1ckortreat 2020-08-21 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
The man sitting and drinking out the bottle has Loki raise a curious eyebrow as he made his way home, hoping to offer Thorkitty some new snacks he recently purchased. As for a bottle of liquor, the god was clean out, only having catwing snacks on his person. What is it with mortals and their booze? Unless, the man was not mortal. Loki knew this was a distinct possibility. Many of the Nexus residents looked human but were far from it.

Walking up to him, the god offered an eyebrow raise as his gaze flickered from the emptying bottle and the man.

"I could summon you a bottle of drink but I doubt it would be to your tastes I'm afraid."

Asgardian beverages were often too strong for mortals to handle, unless this guy was used to drinking strong stuff. As for angel liquor? Loki wanted to stay as far away from that as possible, after his run-in with Beelzebub and his magic bottles. After drinking with that particular angel, Loki had the hangover from the depths of Hel itself.
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[personal profile] tr1ckortreat 2020-08-22 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
Well wasn't this chap a cheerful one? Loki's lips tugged into an amused smirk as he decided to sit down next to the man, placing his own small bag of treats beside him. Thorkitty wouldn't mind waiting a little longer to tuck into his fish-shaped biscuits. Turning his head to the stranger Loki nodded, pushing some of his hair from his face.

"Yes, I have just come from there. I've been buying some treats for my catwing since he does enjoy fishy nibbles."

Who would have thought a god from Asgard, Loki, would be musing about tending to an animal? The man had changed it seemed and all for the better. As for his new acquaintance the god summoned a bottle of red wine, clutching it firmly between his fingers.

"Eclectic you say? How do you fancy tasting some vintage Asgardian red wine? It's one of my favourite tipples. I would go easy on it though, this isn't your average weak mortal liquor."

A wave of his hand and two glasses appeared out of thin air at the god's command. Would he be seen drinking from a bottle? Norns no. He was a god and a prince. The man's preference for swilling liquor out of a bottle could be kept to himself. Loki himself had decorum.
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[personal profile] tr1ckortreat 2020-08-22 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"You could say we are related somewhat."

Loki was smug and he was going to milk this moment for everything it was worth. A few years ago he would have felt irked that someone asked him such a thing; that he was related to the true son of Odin. To Thor, the Thunderer. But now? He cared for his brother after realising that there was more to the universe than bitterness and hate. Also what Thor had been through since Thanos? It wasn't worth thinking about. Loki was proud to be the younger Odinson now.

"I never drink without a glass. One has to show decorum especially in the company of strangers."

So, the man was not mortal. Perhaps he should have sensed that but it was hard to tell in the Nexus. So many different species and beings. The man's name was interesting and the god offered a nod in greeting.

"I am Loki, god of mischief, prince of Asgard and younger brother to Thor."

He filled both glasses up with red wine and picked up his own, waiting for Balthazar to pick his own glass up.