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[realitywarped]

[Loki's in his kitchen again, leaning against one of the freezers.]

Hello, assorted crew of the Moira! As I was very recently reminded, thank you Chara, I seem to have a severed head in my freezer. If you'd like to reclaim it, let me know.

[He shrugs at the camera like severed heads aren't all that weird- and maybe they aren't. He remembers being one, once or twice, after all.]

Ah, and if you're after low-tech weaponry, do let me know. With the station so very dull for exploring, I seem to have a little downtime. I believe the armoury can handle the more exotic options, but if it's just a sharp stabby implement you're after, I can manage those.

[Read: he isn't risking people seeing his medical profile again- or the blood overlay he's heard about in the prison wing.]

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[draperies]

A severed head, Loki?

[realitywarped]

Mmm, yes. Not mine, before you try and pull the disapproving face- or decide I need some righteous smiting, for that matter. I seem to have inherited it from the rightful owner.

[He raises an eyebrow, safe behind a camera. This isn't his brother, at all, and assuming their relationship is at all similar is probably dangerous. He doesn't know what the other Loki was like, after all- although he can make certain assumptions.

All Lokis burn, after all.]

[draperies]

You inherited it?

[His brows draw together in confusion for a moment.

He is wary of this Loki, yes, but he is young... and while he is not his Loki, Thor finds it difficult to not wish to know more of him.

Perhaps this Loki will not have to give way to the madness. He will not have to burn. Or perhaps it's all naive hope.]

And what do you intend to do with it?

[realitywarped]

Yes. Someone left in my freezer, and no-one seems to be claiming it, so now it's mine.

[He smiles, thin and sharp and still a little reserved, unwilling to trust this Thor's apparent good temper. Besides, it's always fun, mystifying Thor, if a little easy sometimes.]

Well, it's perhaps not truly mine to dispose of, so- keep it, for now. It's amusing when people come across it by accident.

[draperies]

This ship is hardly a place for mischief, brother. Remember that, and I doubt few others find it amusing.

[realitywarped]

Any place I am is a place for mischief, Thor. You should have learnt that one from your own brother.

[He can't help it. He's always been trouble, and he's not about to try and change so much of himself for no reason.]

[draperies]

And I am certain that the only reason for this post is to see what reactions you will receive from the others.

[He knows Loki well, and this one doesn't seem that substantially different, honestly.]

Did you have your fun?

[realitywarped]

Mmm, that and knowing whose head I'm storing. Curiosity killed the Loki, after all.

[He grins, though, less restrained than he has been. Thor is reacting very much like his own brother, and it's easier to let himself slip a little, feel a little more secure about Thor coming to find him.]

A little, at least. And speaking of fun, what have you been up to, Thor?

[draperies]

You have no idea whose head it is even? Loki...

[His expression tightens a bit, exasperation clear, before it eases with a shake of his head.]

Working, learning this ship. I'm not certain I care for it much.

[realitywarped]

It's not my fault if people choose to store unidentified body parts in my freezers, is it?

[Ah, there it is. He always was able to frustrate his brother by being deliberately off-hand. It seems very much like some things haven't changed.]

I'm not sure many of us do, frankly. Except, perhaps, for those of us for whom it's far better than going home.

[Loki may or may not include himself in that number.]

[draperies]

It may not be your fault, but it is hardly something to find amusement in, Loki.

[His eyes narrow slightly, thoughtful.]

And which are you?

[realitywarped]

What else am I meant to do? Scream? Be horrified? If your version of Asgard is aught like mine, dead bodies aren't that uncommon.

[He's seen some, caused more. Technically, he wears the one that forever marks him as guilty, now. For a moment it's so like talking to his own brother, the guilt creeps back, and he almost forgets which Thor he's talking to, distracted.]

Me? Always and never at home anywhere, bro- Thor.

[draperies]

I would not expect you to be horrified, Loki. I would rather you not use it in one of your games, in your mischief.

[They have fought, they have seen death... but still, he lets out a breath, eyes narrowing slightly.

He is as frustrating as his own Loki, yes, and the slip up doesn't escape his notice.]

I am your brother. A version of him at the very least...

[realitywarped]

Why not? What does a severed head from another world have to do with you? The person who brought it certainly showed it no reverence or fondness.

[Not shoved into Loki's freezer, in a common shopping bag, left there without attention until it was found by one small child. And that this Thor is acting so much the disapproving elder makes Loki slightly irritated. What right does he have?]

Have you learnt yet you and I share no blood in common? No blood, no history- what exactly makes us brothers?

[draperies]

It should be brought to the captains to do with what they will.

[Whether they like it or not, they are workers for this ship, and this seems more like a thing they would have an interest in.]

Whether we share common blood has never concerned me, Loki.

[realitywarped]

I'm not sure I trust the captains with their own ship, let alone anything outside that. Besides, they know now, what more do you want?

[Leave him alone Thor, he does what he wants, okay.]

No? How very magnanimous of you.

[draperies]

[A muscle in his jaw twitches as he looks at Loki. He can claim any difference he wants to his own brother, but some tendencies are outstanding.]

Does your Thor not feel the same?

[Because, as frustrating and dishonest as Loki is, he finds it difficult to believe any Thor would deny any sort of kinship with Loki over something like that.]

It isn't blood that we share that makes us brothers.

[realitywarped]

My Thor has come to the understanding I'm capable of deciding for myself what to do without "adult" supervision.

[He isn't a child, by any stretch of the imagination. And Thor certainly seems to be treating him as one right now...]

What is it, then?

[draperies]

[He's almost tempted to remind Loki then to stop acting like a child, but he thinks the better of it.]

My apologies. I meant no offense, Loki.

[He'd rather have a chance to know this version of his brother than squabble over things that won't matter in the long run. The question has him smiling wryly.]

Must you really ask such a thing? If your Thor shares any connection to me, then you should know.

[realitywarped]

[He sniffs, very deliberately, and deigns to accept the apology.

He's only half a child, anyway.]

Then I suppose none taken.

[He relaxes slightly, enough to give Thor a sly look, knowing and just a little malicious.]

You're both particularly stubborn. Maybe it's all the hair. Does it get tangled with your common sense?

[draperies]

[If Loki doesn't wish to be treated like a little brother, then he should cease acting like one. He lets out a breath and arches a brow.]

Or perhaps we have simply learned to be that way. It takes stubbornness to deal with you at times, Loki.

[realitywarped]

[He hasn't had chance to be a little brother in over a year now. And oddly... despite Thor not being his Thor, it's an easy habit to fall back into.]

Who, me? I'm offended, Thor. I'm easy to deal with- if you possess a sense of humour, at least.

[draperies]

You know that few others have ever made me laugh as you do, Loki, but at times... few alive possess your sense of humor.

[If any, in his world.]

[realitywarped]

That's everyone else's problem, surely.

[He shrugs, all innocence. Okay, Thor has a point; sometimes, Loki's sense of humour leans towards the moderately unusual. Sometimes, perhaps, even the cruel. And right now, it's much more fun to pretend he has no idea what Thor is talking about.]

[draperies]

Loki...

[He had very nearly forgotten what his own brother was like at this age, frustrating and mischievous... though not in the malicious way he's grown to be.

It's a relief, even if Loki has always been talented at wearing on his patience.]

Surely you are at fault at times.