Loki: Worst Matchmaker Ever?

[coldsong]

Loki has a peculiar way of preparing to speak: he does not clear his throat or straighten his clothes or loosen his collar, but merely takes long, slow strides into an open spot. There are no stages in the area of the Nexus in which he finds himself, but the way he stands and opens his arms--all grace and hubris--seems to make the flat plain ground around him into his personal catwalk, the diffuse light around him his own personal spotlight.

You may not take him seriously, but you'd be hard-pressed not to notice his presence.

"Nexus, if I may bend your collective ears for a moment? I have a simple, if heartfelt, request."

I would like to see if my big brother is capable of feeling embarrassment.

"I am the younger sibling of Thor Odinson, a man--nay, a god--of great power, courage, and nobility. There are few who equal him in battle, and until now I would say few who equal him in the realm of the heart. Alas, it seems that at this time in his life, events in our world have wounded his confidence greatly. I wish to build him back up, so to speak, but my best efforts thus far have fallen flat."

"Frankly, I feel that his alteration in hairstyle, clumsy and poorly-planned though it may be, suits the peculiar shape of his head far better than his previous, doll-like golden tresses. There is a certain simplicity to his change of outfit that matches with the simplicity characteristic of his thought patterns. A change for the better, certainly, and moreover it shows his true mettle, the way he has no fear of appearing as the leader and representative of our people with his cape tattered at the hem and unmended, as if he has of late escaped from the engine of our borrowed space vessel."

"Nexus, friends, what more can I tell him to restore his pride? You will find him nearby, I think, if you wish to get a look at him, or if he finds himself too shy to observe this conversation I am certainly capable of producing images to show what he looks like. All compliments directed at him will be accepted with gratitude, and perhaps one of you will even find it in your heart to court him, however temporarily. I cannot guarantee he will be amenable, as he is so very timid of late, but I think it would do his heart well to experience a flirtation once more."

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[coldsong]

Loki does not consider himself a thespian by any stretch of the imagination, but there's no denying he's a performer. He always has been.

He seems mildly surprised to be applauded nonetheless. In earlier, more misbegotten days, he might have immediately demanded his audience kneel. But now, he has nothing to lose and nothing to gain except a few moments of incredulous annoyance from Thor, so he merely bows to Geoffrey, choosing to accept the accolades. Really, he feels he deserves them, anyway.

[anticdispossession]

Geoffrey tossed Loki a small salute and then pushed away from the wall, smiling to himself. He had no need to get involved in the scene any more than he already had, but the interlude in all its theatricality had cheered him up.

[coldsong]

Oh, leaving so soon? That's a shame.

Loki will remember the look of the man, though, and possibly strike up a conversation later. Look, people who appreciate his shenanigans are few and far between.