write what you know - or not

[higginbottom]

Today, Esther is seated in the Plaza, as centrally located as she can possibly get. She's got a desk in front of her with a typewriter on it (don't ask where she found that), and she's got an expectant sort of smile on her face.

She's been feeling better lately, and so she figured she'd do some work of sorts. That's why there's a handwritten sign at the edge of her desk that simply asks:

What's your story?

and in smaller print, adds:

Recent English major will write your story/poem/memoir/etc out via typewriter for a small fee of your choosing. Very skilled with imagery and metaphor.

Any takers?

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[tr1ckortreat]

"Oh, that depends on a lot of things. Most of my story is far too long and complex for most mortals to be able to understand."

Loki, out within the Plaza, could not but help answer her question as he was passing. Dressed in his usual leather Asgardian armour with all the finery of the prince that he was. Thorkitty was not atop his shoulder today but playing back at the apartment in his home-made run. The god was alone and obviously now wondering who she was and what made her ask him such a thing. Was she a seeker of stories? If so, then perhaps she would get more than she bargained for with Loki.

"It's a problem when you're over a thousand years old and a god."

[higginbottom]

Esther cocks an eyebrow. This man doesn't sound quite all there, although she's heard rumors of immortals in the Nexus. She still kind of thinks he's bluffing, though.

"Oh? Do tell."

[tr1ckortreat]

If Loki found out she'd been thinking that about him then he'd have more than a few words to say about that. He is very much all there, thank you very much. As for bluffing? Oh no. This man means what he says down to every silver word he speaks. He pushed some hair back and studied her expression, wondering who she exactly was.

"What part do you wish to know? The tales are long and I doubt you have all day. They are awfully good stories though regarding my achievements."

Would he tell her about his failed invasion attempt? Perhaps not the parts he did not wish admit but the good bits. Of course he would boast of his achievements to a mortal who sought his company.

[higginbottom]

"I've got all day," Esther admits, shrugging. "Tell me your best story. I want all the good details."

[tr1ckortreat]

She was a woman of leisure clearly judging by her tone. She wanted a good story, oh, Loki could tell them like the best. Yet, would he indulge her that far? The mortal writer obviously wanted something to hold onto and possibly to pry into his life. This was something he was still unsure about.

"The best? But there are so many good ones. It's so hard to pick when you're the god of lies and trickster of Asgard."

Was he teasing? Only just a little.