Coming down from the library with Gabriel, Loki entered the bar, fully intending to get himself drunk before sunset. He would deal with the possible change of his general situation later. Tomorrow, maybe.
So he thought, at least, until he entered the bar and saw a redhead herecognised all too well sitting at the bar.
He marched up to his other self, positioned himself behind him, legs planted as if steeling himself for battle as he scrutinized both the person and the glass of the other Loki.
"Bartender!" he called. "Get me a large glass of the strongest drink you have around." Then, to the other one, he added: "What are you drinking there?"
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Date: Thursday, 7 January 2010 12:38 (UTC)So he thought, at least, until he entered the bar and saw a redhead herecognised all too well sitting at the bar.
He marched up to his other self, positioned himself behind him, legs planted as if steeling himself for battle as he scrutinized both the person and the glass of the other Loki.
"Bartender!" he called. "Get me a large glass of the strongest drink you have around." Then, to the other one, he added: "What are you drinking there?"