[Savrouverse] Everyone Knows I'm In Over My Head

[stylistic_disloyalty]

She has a lot of practice with processing crazy shit. Things like 'You're a God Now' and 'You're Going to Die in Two Years'. But this? This is a little off the wall even for her. Ananke no doubt snuffed her, and now she's in space but somehow... not dead?

This is what's driven her to drink today, obviously. She's getting a lot of looks from people eyeing her white suit, but that's definitely not keeping her from enjoying her gin and tonic. She's on her third, so things are starting to sort of make sense in a hazy, fuzzy way that alcohol usually helped her with, but eventually she'll have to figure this out.

Right now, though, she's going to toast to herself and somehow still having her head where it's supposed to be.

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[realitywarped]

Never let it be said that Loki is quick to avoid the usual- especially when it's this unusual. He's sensitive to stories, can't exactly avoid it when he is one, and she clearly has one. Perhaps even is one, like Loki, with the feeling of power in the air- but it's not like Loki's power at all, or any other god he's ever met.

She's also new, which usually means fair game as far as Loki's concerned- and apparently drunk. Not new, as far as gods go, but certainly unusual on mortal alcohol.

He leans on the bar next to her lazily, head tilted in curiosity, mouth smiling and eyes narrow and appraising.

"I'm sure I'd remember someone so distinctive, if I'd seen you before. A new arrival, then?"