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WHO: Loki, Thor & Jason + anyone/everyone else!
WHERE: Neo Casa Asgard
WHEN: From Oct. 23rd onward
WHAT: The Casa Asgard crew move to a newer, better place now that Loki has a better paying job. This one has rooms! Thor feeds the crew, Jason gets stabbed, and Loki tries to avoid telling anyone that they upped and moved. A day in the life. Word's out Loki, you can't avoid everything forever. General catch-all for all things going down at the new and improved Casa Asgard.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Jason's gore, but probably other stuff expected from two feisty vikings + Jason Todd. Keep an eye here for updates.

"Well, I may—may!—have had to magically shift the apartment to another building because everyone thought I was Harry Styles."

[ when it came to staying in one place, Loki gets antsy. with lack of resources (see: his sorcery), it's difficult to move from place to place with the same ease as he did when he was in his own world. he has to build, has to wait, and then gets the opportunity to execute. he does most of the legwork himself: moving their few belongings, finding a new place in an appropriate part of the city, and taking care of the paperwork. the whole process is annoying, but he does it quickly and keeps it under the radar. when he tells both Thor and Jason, it's only days before the move, and everything else is already in order to keep from any arguments.

the new apartment is more spacious, with two rooms and a kitchenette. the bathroom is still small, but the shower a little bit bigger. it feels like a lot of space to stretch out, even if it may not be that much more space. Loki had tried for the highest floor available, as he's akin to being a cat on top of the refrigerator. the move is quiet and refreshing, though it probably won't be long before it's announced in some way or another.

it's fine. they can always move again.

still, it's not long before Jason comes home with a knife to the gut. well, it wouldn't be a proper housewarming without it. ]

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[ definitely Jason being deliberately gross when no one else is around. Loki's hand wanders to the hem of his shirt, slips up beneath and draws long, cool fingers over his stomach. he goes between skin and bandages, wandering along his belly curiously, as if the contact will give him some insight. ]

I'll have to take you to the bedroom for that, and I'm not sure that I want your pretty face gone as an ornament from the couch just yet.

[ he sounds playful. ]

( muscles tense when loki's fingers slide over them, but it's not painful. he hasn't gotten close to stitches yet. they're--much higher, and jason definitely doesn't mind the physical contact. jason threads fingers through loki's hair, brushes back strands from his face and tucks them behind an ear. )

Pretty? Aren't you the pretty one? But if I'm gonna be a couch ornament. . ( but he pauses, raises the bandage hand to drape it dramatically across the arm of the couch. hitches a hip against the cushion under him. ) I want you to draw me like one if your French girls.

[ the dull pain doesn't seem to bother him, nor does he seem to mind sharing it. they've felt worse together, and he's not going to allow some asshat with a knife keep him from touching Jason. it's like a quiet defiance, even if it may not be at the attention of those that caused this. ]

Is that what you want to be? Just another one of my French girls?

[ though he draws back from Jason, leaving his shirt hitched up and leaning back just enough to use the neural implant toooooooooooooo

snap a picture.

he wants to remember this. ]

( cute. there's a snort, but jason only moves his other hand up above his head, too. arches his back just enough to get a nice, dramatic pose. gives loki the best bedroom eyes and stupid smirk he can while he still feels like absolute shit.

he can be nice and pose for loki, why not. they've got nothing better to do. )

Wasn't aware you had a collection. ( but it's soft. teasing. he's not taking it any more seriously than loki is. ) But if it gets me couch ornament treatment? I wouldn't mind.

( he's comfortable. the new apartment is nice and roomy. jason has new complaints. )

[ it's not a bad view, though. Loki keeps the space between them, watching him with bright eyes, half-lidded beneath dark lashes. leaning back with a hand on the edge of the couch, he eats up Jason's show. why not? it's better than discouraging him. it means that he's feeling good enough to be obnoxious, and Loki will take that. ]

Well, you seem to be taking so well to it that I'm even debating a promotion to bed ornament.

[ he says it smoothly, like he's the boss. it's his boss tone. ]

( it's being an obnoxious asshole that's definitely helping him feel better, thanks. loki keeps watching, so jason keeps his stupid pose. he's definitely having a good time, thanks. at least this is a good distraction from scheming on how to (secretly) get back at the assholes who caused this. without actually planning on doing it.

thanks for ruining his fun, dick grayson. )

You gonna bring me food in bed, too? Do a little strip tease while I lay down? 'cause that sounds like a grand time.

[ there will definitely be scheming on how to get back at everyone later. Loki's anger hasn't completely died off, but it's subsided to a point where the amusement covers it like a warm blanket. it'll bubble up and emerge later, like an explosion of ashes into flame. ]

And what would you do if I did a strip tease? [ he doesn't hide his amusement. ] Erect a roomy tent?

[ Loki puts an arm under his shoulders for a good measure, and gives him a light push. ]

Do you have blood to spare?

[ how many penis jokes can he make. ]

( loki's arm slides under him and jason moves to adjust into it--he knows how to be manhandled without being an ass, and. loosens himself up a bit, moves an arm to wrap it around loki's shoulders. ever so helpfully, )

Even covered in holes, I'll still be able to get it up for you.

( nah. he definitely wouldn't be able to. but jason can say he can, right? he's fine now, he could prove it now. the wound's patching up, he's not losing a shitton of blood anymore, it's fine. )

But 's probably not a great idea.

[ carefully, Loki slips an arm over his shoulders as Jason rearranges himself. he hefts him up into his arms without a grunt or strain, hooking his arm beneath his knees and his other over his back. it's something that Loki makes look easy. ]

While I don't doubt your determination, I doubt that you'll be able to follow through on any promises. [ though he has debated ways to make it work, for now he keeps them to himself. ] No matter what your tenacity may tell you.

[ with Jason in his arms, he begins the short walk to the bedroom. ]

( jason isn't--heavy, but he's not light either. there's muscle mass there that adds a good amount of weight on top of what's average for his height, and he's used to being tossed around--by amazons, kryptonians. he'll just have to add asgardians to that evergrowing list of people who can manhandle him like he weighs next to nothing. )

I could, if you wanted me to. ( jason's stubborn, headstrong, definitely wouldn't give up until he achieved a goal set before him but. maybe not just yet. jason shifts his arm to wrap it around loki's neck, leans his head against a shoulder.

it's a little awkward, given loki's thinner build. but it's fine. he's comfortable. )

Might be better to wait a few days, unless you wanna do all the work.

[ he isn't heavy, not to Loki. where Loki is slim, Jason is wide—Loki is tall, and Jason is just an inch in difference. it's easy to slip his arms in the right places, to heft him up and take him from one place to another. ]

I'd agree. An upward thrust could be detrimental.

[ he says in a cool tone, traveling the short span from the couch to the bedroom. ]

If I had both hands, I'd go for it anyway. ( with a wave of the offending, bandaged one. unfortunately, it's a little hard to patch himself back up when he's down to one useful hand. but it's fine. it could be worse. he could have cut both hands, or the knife could have gone deeper. or he could have lost a leg.

jason still has both of those, so he's fine. )

Guess we'll have to raincheck it.

That just means saving twice as much for when you're better.

[ there's a mild amusement in his voice that comes out in a lower, deeper tone. they can't break in the room, or the couch, or the kitchen, or the bathroom with Jason in this state. while Loki does get concerned, he's well aware that Jason can take care of himself, even when he's taking care of him.

the door slides open as Loki approaches it, not needing to loosen his grip on Jason in the process. ]

Which I am holding you to.

Sounds fair. ( with a snort, but he's not going to make a big deal out of it. jason remains slack in loki's hold whereas he's certain if he truly wanted to, he could just--twist around a bit, get out of his arms and start wreaking havoc.

but there's no need. so he keeps eyes on loki himself, grins like an idiot. )

Y'know, I'm perfectly capable of walking myself. ( it'd hurt a bit, the blood would rush from his head, but he can. )

[ thanks for not making him drop you, Jason. ]

Now, now—don't tell me you're complaining about a free ride.

[ because Loki's already setting him on the bed. he doesn't do it harshly, but there's enough pressure for a tiny little bounce on the mattress. this is where Jason stays now, on the bed. Loki lowers his butt next to Jason's chest, the mattress sinking just a little beneath his weight.

now that they're together, he takes some time to take inventory of Jason's injuries. ]

If I ask nicely, will you tell me who did this?

( there's a low, displeased sound when he bounces against the mattress but jason's fine. just dramatic. he settles fast enough, leaves both hands resting down against his stomach. )

You don't gotta ask nicely. ( because jason would tell loki anyway. he's already involved in all of jason's other bullshit. this is just. another one to add to the top, right? ) After I got hit, they came after Damian. Guy who decided it'd be fun to shove a knife into me wasn't someone I knew, but I can connect the dots.

( turning his head to look towards loki, brows furrowed. ) Only one who has a grudge against both of us is Maeda.

[ ah, he's probably the only one that enjoys Jason's obvious dramatics. they're charming in the way that they're annoying to others. Loki looks unfazed at the grunts, focusing his attention on Jason's expression. ]

Ah—yes, that was my conclusion as well. We know what we did when we were in that world, and it bleeds into this one in unexpected ways.

[ Loki frowns thoughtfully, crossing his legs at the knee. ]

Have Damian and Dick shared their experiences there?

Damian fucked with Maeda. He went to talk to her, she told him to cut out my tongue and take one of Dick's hands off to prove his loyalty to her. Obviously, Damian didn't take it well. She new about B--not just that he was here, that he's Damian's old man, and how fucked their relationship is.

( none of this is information he should be sharing with loki without consulting the other two involved first. but loki's safe, jason doesn't give a shit. if his team from back home was here, he'd share without a second thought. this isn't any different. )

Dick didn't say shit.

[ Loki leans back a little, curving his back and nudging up against Jason's chest with his hip. a puff of air comes out of his mouth and his brows knit together and form two little wrinkles.

two steps forward, one large step back. ]

She seemed content to toy with you before, and now she's sending a violent message. It's as if she no longer wants to take her time with you.

[ curiously: ]

Are the Warlocks still draining her resources?

[ the B thing—that's something else entirely. ]

( he's still got one hand, and jason's using it to reach over and wrap it around loki's waist. the angle is a little awkward, but he doesn't give a fuck. just. holds on, even if it's fucking weird. )

Mm, yeah. They're having a good time fucking her up. But I didn't directly have shit to do with that. Unless she can remember the dreams, too. ( lips pursing, before. ) Which'd make a lot more sense, considering you were fucking with her too, and she isn't going after your crap. It's her vendetta against me.

( which. also means maeda is a bigger problem than originally thought. )

Her name's been associated with their company for forever, but do we know where she comes from?

[ there's no one around to catch a glimpse, and Jason got stabbed and is most likely exhausted, so Loki scoots in to make it a little less awkward for him. he draws his legs up over the edge of the bed and lays halfway on his side.

that's a tad bit better. ]

She's had a vendetta against you. [ though there's a curious edge to his voice. ] But she wasn't the only one in those dreams. We were fully cognizant, though I wonder if what we had affected as a consequence rather than a result. [ there was a difference, there. ] Though if she were there and had influence, why did she not use it to stop you to begin with? It would've been easier to construct a scheme within those confines, rather than execute one here.

[ an opinion of a conniving liar. ]

Hell if I know. ( it could have been part of her plan. it could have felt like a dream, to her. or it could be something entirely different. all they have are theories, no answers. and that's--something they'll have to figure out how to fix on their own. )

Maybe her goal was something more permanent. Maybe she didn't have full access to us the way we did her. Hell, a lot've my dreams, I'm--just stuck watching shit pass. Might've been like that for her. Or maybe it's all part of her ploy.

( a loose half shrug, with the side that's not injured. )

This underhanded bullshit isn't my field.

[ with a curious hum, Loki presses his clothed side against him. the contact is nice, now that Jason is back. he's careful not to brush against something that hurts too much, but he does unravel long fingers over where the bandage is. ]

Just more straight-forward bullshit. [ he teases with a faint smile. ] You may need to extend your resources while you're mending up.

[ Loki looks thoughtful. ]

Perhaps stab her in a more metaphorical way.

I'm not known for utilizing my head, Lo. ( but it's teasing. jason knows he's not a fucking idiot. he knows how to use his head. how to metaphorically stab people, how to break them down mentally. he should know. he's been broken down a few times himself.

loki's hand rests over the chest wound, and he--tenses up a bit, but it doesn't hurt. there's no pressure, nothing to be worried over. )

But I guess if I have to. .

( there are worse things he could be doing. )

You're not known for it.

[ Loki's thumb traces one of the lines in the bandages beneath his shirt, over the tape that's keeping it snug against his body. he half turns, tipping his head inward and lowering his voice like he's about to tell him a secret. ]

But I know how clever you are. I'm many things, Jason Todd, but I am not a poor judge of character. Nor am I inclined to take those who are less than impressive into my bed.

[ there's a roguish little smile. ]

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