okay i'm here mostly because i saw canon mates around *grabby hands*

[thundergirl]

 You know what the Nexus needs? More buff heavily armed and armored teenagers around.  They never cause any trouble and are always perfect in every way.

But seriously.  This young lady has: a big ass sword, a big ass mace, and a even bigger ass war hammer (with a SHOCKINGLY (ha) short handle) strapped to her back.  The combined weight of all of these would be enough to make the average adult human man just tip the heck over.  But she's just strolling around checking things out like no big deal like the two hundred pounds of weapon in her are just made of craft foam or something.

She's not strolling aimlessly though.  She seems to be looking for something.  Or someone.  Yeah she got the whole intro thingie, watched the magic picture, blah blah blah.  But she's not buying this completely here.  Not entirely.

Finally she stops somewhere public and crowded, puts her hands to the sides of her mouth and just yells.

"LOKI!! WHERE ARE YOU? I KNOW YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS SOMEHOW!!"

She smiles, nods to herself, and crosses her arms.  She's LOUD.  Certainly her favorite trouble maker heard her.  And if not... well enough people have.  He'll get the message if he's around.

LATER...

Later on in the day whether she was successful or not in her search she's been once again left to her own devices.  And her own devices have lead her to an area full of food stalls.  Full of so many amazing things she's never seen or smelled before.  She has a healthy appetite but even a goddess only has so much room.

So she flags someone over, "Hey! What's the best thing here to try?"

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[coldsong]

There have been times in his recent history where hearing Thorsdottir might have prompted a wince from Loki, or even a groan of despair and a roll of his eyes. Those times have passed, though; he's well and truly reconciled with his Thor, and the idea of him having offspring touches a sentimental cord he likes to pretend he doesn't have. He has to remind himself this girl is not from his universe and therefore not his niece, but it's a near thing, and the way he catches his breath before shaking her hand is not unlike the oh-my-how-you've-grown! gasp of a distant relative upon meeting someone they last saw as an infant.

"Thorsdottir," he repeats, gripping her wrist firmly (because obviously she can handle it). "Well, then. I should have guessed."

"...in the interest of full disclosure, in the realm I come from, Thor is my adopted brother. I'm aware such is not the case with your Loki, and that our Thors are rather different people, but...forgive me, this is a pleasant surprise."

Sooner or later he's going to wonder who her mother is, but that question can wait until he's sure whether it's a delicate topic or not. Besides, the mention of a dimension-piercing pet wolf prompts a belatedly raised eyebrow. "Now, that he didn't mention. Fenrir? Ours never did that, that I'm aware of."

[thundergirl]

"That's...neat? I guess it'd be nice if my dad had a brother who didn't suck and wasn't a creep, an asshole, or a weirdo," she pauses and then amends her statement, "Actually I'm guessing you're probably at least a little bit of a weirdo though."

Hopefully he's careful and doesn't grip too firm. She WILL see it as a personal challenge and the only person in the nine realms who can beat her at that one was her dad. Maybe Loki's dad too but she hasn't tried it with him.

"Yeah, his name's Fenrir. Used to be Garm but then..." she frowns and puts her hands on her hips wondering exactly how to explain this shit, Magic isn't really her forte and the whole situation revolves around it, "You'll have to get the whole story from him because it involves magic and his brand of magic seems to be convoluted and slap dash on purpose. But long story short we accidentally released Garm, literal giant soulless murderbeast with the ability to go anywhere in the nine realms to do murders. Loki somehow managed to pop the soul of his dead wolf pet in him. As I mentioned Garm was soulless and thus unoccupied. So poof! Murderbeast becomes instant good boy."

[coldsong]

He laughs. "Frankly, I'm a bit of an asshole as well. Which my brother will freely admit, I think."

He breathes in a quiet ahh as she explains the situation with Fenrir. Suddenly it makes perfect sense why the last newcomer from her world mentioned Garm. He can easily picture Loki--or himself, at the same age--releasing an immense wolf out of pity with a side of let's-see-what-happens. "Lucky thing that worked. The Fenrir from my world was...not really a monster, but certainly an intractable predatory creature. And he was never my pet, sadly. I always wanted a pet fox, really, but wolves are nice, too."

"On a semi-related note," he says. "Heimdall has been here. I don't know if he's still here. He did not seem interested in company of any sort, particularly the company of anyone named 'Loki'. But it's been weeks since I saw him."