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OPEN.
DATE: January catch-all, including the party.
WARNINGS: There's some dirty implications and a naked Loki, so tread carefully.
SUMMARY: Celebration, pranks, fireworks, devious planning, milkshakes, drama, fuzzy handcuffs and casual invasions of privacy. The usual.
Loki doesn't have a routine. In fact, he does his best to defy all possibility of routine. There are days that he sleeps late, other days that he doesn't sleep at all, mingling in the library as if somehow the deepest hour will reveal hidden texts to him. There are midnight snacks in the kitchen, mischief to be had for those lucky few who come across him in his more disobedient moods, and diving into the recesses of the photo app recently added to the jewelcomm.
The new year came like the one before it, the celebration welcome as Loki stretched himself in what felt like a new beginning. Everything had changed, but in name only. Lucky that's where it counted. A few years ago he had a party for the Young Avengers, an attempt at an apology for exploiting their trust after pulling the strings that lead to a very sore confession. If he had stayed, they would most likely trust him again, even now. He hadn't stayed; he had left in favor of a new start.
"Happy New Year, Loki," he says with a hint of a smile, a mutter into his glass beneath the loud shrieks and pops of fireworks.
NOTE | hey it's an open log, feel free to toss in a prompt. if you need a prompt, send me a PM or shoot me a msg on hadal!
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What happened, man?
[This conversation will only prove informative if Loki doesn't befuddle the truth, which is a possibility.]
What'd you do?
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case & point: ]
Which time?
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Great.]
Cut the crap, for cryin' out loud!
Just come clean already, I'm not gonna judge ya. It's not like these guys are all that clear about their rules, anyway.
I just want to know what kinda damage these guys dish out if you the cross the line, wherever the hell that is.
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[ he eyes Asher again. ]
A little cagey, you could say.
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Even the sort Loki would wish upon himself.]
Jason Todd mentioned somethin' about a door.
That, and the fact that he thought you got off easy.
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they'll have words later. ]
Ah—yes, that. [ a pause, and then he gives an exaggerated, mock frown and tips his head up to look at Asher. ]
...
It's embarrassing, and it seems it's already turned to gossip.
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[JTSB, short for: jason todd, sad boy]
But yeah, I'd like to know about that.
[His brows come together again.]
If that's okay with you.
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Each time you pass it around you'll owe me.
[ either a drink or a big favor, he hasn't decided. ]
...
[ there's an exaggerated sigh. ]
They colored my hands red.
[ get it? red handed. ]
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[This information is more for his own purposes. Even if he has to mention the punishment, he will avoid using Loki's name.
Asher isn't that petty.]
That's it?
[He doesn't seem to understand why it bothers Loki so much.]
Well, I guess you went around lookin' like a loser for a few days, but at least you got to keep 'em.
[Jokingly, he clenches both fists and offers the other a double thumbs' up.]
You can still do this, so! That's a thing.
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he doesn't get caught.
it was an announcement of his failure for everyone to see. it was embarrassing.
there's a snort at Asher's accusation. ]
Are you interested in what lies behind that door?
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Still, he is trying to beat that prophecy, although he often and almost always comes up short.]
A little.
Why?
[With the implication of, "Are you gonna tell me?"]
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Just a little.
[ he repeats the words. there's a bit of amusement that plays on his lips, and he taps a black finger nail against the can of soda that he was drinking. ]
Because I get satisfaction out of knowing I'm not the only one curious.