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[worldsaway]

"Poor timing. Leave your name so I can seek you out in future."

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[ikols]

[ Chewing on his lip anxiously as he tries not to feel too fondly for this Thor, not when the other Loki has pointed out he is very much taken, a strangled noise squirms out of his throat in protest as he pictures two Odinsons battling. ]

Please don't do anything to make him madder than he is. He would think you an impudent boy, you are so much younger. Easily tricked, even.

And then he would truly let rip.

[worldsaway]

Younger, faster and less senile. Hm. I concede that a fight between Thors may not be a wise move, but I'm not easily tricked.

[Firmly. Stubbornly.]

I'll give him the cold shoulder then. That should really drive my disdain home.

[ikols]

Of course. You have a hammer and he does not, I leave the method entirely down to you ...

[worldsaway]

We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

[He really hopes he never needs to. He doesn't ever want to see his future, he feels becoming that Thor is almost inevitable. He can't be young and enthusiastic forever. He already feels it wane from time to time.

But, like someone who ignores the early signs of illness, Thor opts to push the feelings down and act merry as ever.

His voice is warm and cheerful.]

I know we don't talk nearly enough, but should you ever need anything else, I consider you my brother too.. [The invitation is vague, but open.] I'm here.

[ikols]

[ It is nice to pretend sometimes that this is his own brother, in moments that the other Loki can't touch. Possessive, desperate little snippets of weakness. ]

The sentiment stands. Thank you.

[ And he ends the call. ]

[worldsaway]

[A day or two after, Thor finds a way to slip an envelope onto Loki's pillow. It's sealed and addressed to Thor.

It took a lot of willpower not to add The Other before his name.]