[Open] This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof!

[possiblymad]

Who: Loki and EVERYONE
Where: Various (Library, Roof, Mansion, Garden, Kitchen)
When: 5/8-?
Rating: Gonna stick with Teen to be safe.
Summary: Pretty much a catch-all log for anyone who wanted Loki interaction.
The Story:

[Jane]
He'd be lying if he said he wasn't almost tired of everyone showing up all at once. Damn them all for waltzing in, stealing his proverbial thunder, and forcing him into a state of hiding! (Also, for throwing books at him. Yes, this is a thing that he's tired of as well.) He made a retreat for the roof. Hawkeye wasn't there at the moment, he knew that already, and he really needed a vantage point that was high enough for him to keep an eye out for any other offending Avengers. But as soon as he made it into the fresh, crisp, night air, he found he wasn't alone. And it was far too late to slink back into the shadows. Well. Damn again.

"You wouldn't happen to be armed with a book, would you? That seems to be the mortal woman's weapon of choice, as of late." Why yes, that tone is heavily swathed in sarcasm.


[Isaac And look, it's NOT PROSE for you]
[Loki isn't exactly one to break down and give in to mortal urges, but he felt it was about time to ingest something suitable for a change. So, a quick visit to the kitchen was in order. He... really doesn't know what he's doing, so he's just going to fumble about until he happens about something moderately edible and nutritious. He isn't expecting company in the middle of the night, but you never know...]


[Everyone Else]
[Prose or Bracketspam is fine. Feel free to bump into him anywhere and engage him in conversation. He doesn't have much of a routine, but he frequents the library, walks around at night in the garden, generally avoids Avengers and whatnot. Also feel free to assume he's in his Sif persona, because that's a thing he's been doing lately. If you wish for Sif, just mention her in your tag and I'll respond with her icons.

Another prompt could be mentioning/making fun of him for his Disney Sing-off with Captain America, or the like.]

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[first_demon]

It didn't take much for her to see how powerful he was. It crackled in the air around him, a force that she could feel to her core. He was perhaps even more powerful than she was..something she didn't come across to often. Her smile grew, it only helped to emphasis how handsome he was. Power made him more delectable and he was brimming with it.

"As do you, my lord." She murmured, grinning. "You cut a fine figure, though the video feed couldn't do you justice."

[possiblymad]

In kind, Loki was drawn to power, so what he could feel, even without a keen sense for searching it out, made her that much more appealing. She further puffed his ego with the use of the regal title. Even the humans he'd had under his control on Earth had never called him such. He'd never even thought to insist upon it. But hearing it now, it had a very nice ring to it.

"Then allow me, when next we speak over video, to join you in person." And, as if to demonstrate this, he waved a hand to the side, conjuring another image of himself from wisps of light. He much preferred communicating through illusion anyway. He'd done it once before already, as an experiment, and it had been a complete success. It was how he'd communicated with his mother in the prisons, as well.

The illusion smiled pleasantly, tipping his head up slightly. "Is that be more to your liking, my Lady?" It spoke, the voice even coming from the magical representation while the original stood still and quiet.

[first_demon]

She waved her hand, dissipating the illusion in a small puff of smoke. Quirking her finger, she pulled him closer telekinetically, until they were both face to face. "I prefer what I see in front of me." Lilith said with a small curl of her lips.

Slowly, Lilith circled around him, her body close to his. It was obvious from first sight that Loki was charming and seductive, far more than any angel. Despite Gabriel's ability to jest and laugh, he was still only an angel and bore their limitations. This Loki seemed to be full of surprises, even the gleam in his eyes was a pleasant realization. He could easily manipulate someone into wickedness.

How perfect that she was already wicked.

"Tell me, my lord, do you have something planned for this world?"

[possiblymad]

Colour him impressed. Not many dared mess with his illusions, let alone were able to banish them so easily. His interest in her kept reaching new levels. And, for a moment, the telekinesis startled him, unprepared for it, but it didn't dare show. If anything, he seemed more delighted. That was certainly a useful power to have. He even hummed lightly in agreement with her declaration.

Loki turned his head to follow her movements with his eyes, until she was out of sight as she circled, his smirk of sheer amusement was locked on his lips. He probably made Gabriel look like nothing more than a court jester in comparison, as far as personality was concerned.

"Nothing immediately in sight. Until now, my intention was to escape back to my own realm. I had a very pleasant set-up on Asgard. However, if return should prove to be out of my grasp..." He let that hang and waited for her to circle back around, trying to catch her gaze in his. "And what of the beautiful being forged of perfection standing before me? Do you have a desire for this realm?"

[first_demon]

He was simply delightful. His presence clearly a mix of predator and ally. Whatever his declaration to her, he would be loyal to himself first. That suited her well. Anyone that swore loyalty right away when they had more power were nothing but fools. Used as nothing more than pawns, if that. Otherwise, whatever abilities they had would be taken and placed in the hands of the more competent.

His eyes were piercing, something that pleased her. It raised the hairs on the back of her neck and made her feel nervous and wary at the same time. Almost as though she were naked before him.

The question made her smile, "Chaos." Lilith said, finally stopping before him. His flattery did not go unnoticed and only encouraged her to step closer to him. "Chaos is an art and this world is a blank canvas, almost begging to be painted by an expert hand." She chuckled. "It certainly has its own brand of chaos...it's inspiring." Her eyes swept over him. "Certainly such a brilliant and...masterful god such as you would have an idea of what to do?"

[possiblymad]

In all honesty, they were both predators walking a similar path with similar tricks to their same trade. Both, as creatures of intelligence, saw the possibility of aligning their powers for mutual gain rather than self-destructing through disagreement. And Loki was most certainly all about mutual gain. He was not beneath working with others of power for a common goal, so long as it proved to be beneficial to himself as well. This was part of what made him so dangerous to his enemies. His ability to adapt and to reason only made it that much easier to work fluidly with another powerful being such as Lilith. The fact that she was charming and stunning also helped that fact.

With that gaze, he could already tell hypnotic magic was of no need. They were both on the same page of the same book. Her answer brought a sharper, more delighted smile to his features, those brilliant green eyes shining with a poisonous fire. Oh, liked her.

"A woman after my own heart, for certain. Chaos is one of my specialities. My father once told me, everywhere I went, death and destruction follows. He meant it as an insult. Never has he paid me a greater compliment." His smile turned wicked and he found his own eyes wandering over her form so close to his. He held his hand out to her for her to place hers in his if she so chose. If she did, he would bring it up to kiss the top with unnaturally cool lips in a very gentlemanly gesture. Because, first and foremost, he was a charmer.

"I think, we should be quite adept at causing chaos. With such a wide canvas with which to work, where should we even begin?" Oh, he was going to thoroughly enjoy this partnership. Without Thor here to bring about his 'better' side, things could tumble into strife very quickly.

[first_demon]

She enjoyed potential and truly saw it in this partnership. Being surrounded mostly by idiots (save for a few exceptions), it was gratifying to find someone who not only thought like her, but seemed to recognize potential just as easily. He was clever and seductive, something that she always found irresistible in men. It would make their partnership more intriguing and exciting. She would never know what would happen next.

His open delight made her grin. Good, there was no need to worry about being spurned for her demonic nature. Others would fawn over Lucifer and wait for his decisions, but she couldn't wait. She lived too long on her own and waited far too long to enjoy her own apocalypse. Why not bring it to Wonderland?

"A pity so few can understand what beauty springs from death." She laughed, placing her hand in his as he offered. The kiss only made her chuckle. "And how fortunate for me that I now come under the protection of such a powerful and ingenious god. There are those that are present who wish me ill and would harm me if they could." She pouted, provocative to the last.

"I have already begun, in a sense." Lilith told him. "There is something my kind can do, damning a soul and corrupting him, turning him demonic like me. But it is only a start. My particular wish is to repay the Duchess for her...kindness."

[possiblymad]

He didn't know about death, but chaos? Yes, chaos had an elegant and unpredictable beauty about it. "Then we are one in the same in that regard." After the polite kiss, he lowered her hand, letting it drop from his on her will. "There are many here that wish me ill. It took all of their combined efforts to stop me once before, but one of their biggest advantages, my brother, is not present. Point out these individuals, and I keep them under control should they pursue you."

"Creating demons, are we?" He asked, impressed. Now that was certainly a start. "I believe we both wish to repay her." Can you hear the distaste in his voice?

[first_demon]

Death and chaos often ran one and the same for her, but there was no need to get into that. It would be apparent as time went on. She kept her hand in his longer than necessary, granting him the feel of her hand for more than politeness, seeking to continue to charm and tantalize him.

"I thank you. Though it always seems to be the way of things. Genius is never appreciated and seen as evil. Suddenly we are hunted down as monsters. Fools."

She grinned at him, "Have you ever had thoughts of leaving an...impression among those here? The Duchess? The Queen?"

(I thought I relpied to this D: )

[possiblymad]

When she didn't immediately let go, he brushed his thumb over the top of her hand, whether out of some subconscious action or light appreciation is unclear. But he neither brings notice to it nor dwells on it while his expression remained completely controlled.

"Pursued as villains to prevent any sort of rejection of their imposed thoughts." He agreed.

"A lasting impression?" To be quite honest, he hadn't. He merely wanted his light revenge and a way back to his realm, but this was a very tantalizing idea indeed. Lilith might consider this a win in her book, as she's already corrupted what little bit of progress he'd made in the lines of 'not evil' since his arrival. She brought him right back to the realms of darkness with mere suggestions.

It's okay!

[first_demon]

She will happily take that as a win. There is nothing more that she enjoys than corrupting what little good someone has inside. And corrupting Loki, that's a very large victory in her eyes.

"It's art, isn't it?" She grins, considering the idea. "To instill chaos and overthrow that existing hierarchy. It's a chance to show those of insignificant rank that we are light bringers, bearing the mantle of genius as we sew discord in the land. It's fun, even if they call it villainy."

[possiblymad]

"They are free to call it whatever they like." He replied with a bit of a shrug. Honestly, when did he care what others thought? Well, save for one. "It is art. I'm quite fond of this idea." He had no delusions of being a light-bringer, at least not in any more than a literal sense of the meaning, but he did enjoy the company of someone who didn't try to bring about 'good intentions' in what he does.

[first_demon]

She does love it when a man doesn't care about what others say or think, following his own genius and desire in spite of it all. It certainly appeals to her own need for chaos and anarchy. "You and I are going to get into a great deal of trouble together." She said, looking up at him.

[possiblymad]

"Oh, I do hope so." He smiled, looking right back at her with a mischievous gleam to his green eyes.

[first_demon]

Reaching up, she caressed his cheek, grinning at him seductively. "Good. I think that we will do well together."