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thisavrou2015-12-19 05:38 am
realitywarped) wrote in thisavrou2015-12-19 05:38 am
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[Have a possibly familiar face- although for those who haven't seen this particular Loki before, his face is marked with a scar under his left eye, looking rather like a 7. If he looks a little grim, try not to worry about it too much.]
For those of you who have miraculously escaped any knowledge of any iteration of me, my name is Loki, Norse god of any number of things. Also, apparently, head chef of this journey to nowhere- for now.
[He waves at the camera, getting a little more into character, smiling crookedly, sounding off-hand. And yes... Loki does like the sound of his own voice. Particularly when he's grouchy and a little concerned.]
For a number of reasons- including safety in numbers, it being much warmer in here with the ovens on, the fact the captains see it fit to keep sending kitchen staff to me who think penne is a mispelt item of coinage, and if I'm counting right it was my birthday yesterday- if you want to come down to the kitchens, I'll be here all day. If you want to attempt to learn a little baking, I intend to make myself a cake and perhaps teach a few other people in the process.
[He shrugs, one eyebrow up, indicates the kitchen behind him.]
There'll also be coffee on almost constantly, so you're welcome to that, too. I do make very good coffee- although really, you owe master Kaplan for this one.
[He pans the camera to a pile of boxes on a counter, tone turning mildly irritated.]
-Ah, and if you have any idea what groats are, past an ancient term for currency no longer in use, you can come collect them as soon as you can.
For those of you who have miraculously escaped any knowledge of any iteration of me, my name is Loki, Norse god of any number of things. Also, apparently, head chef of this journey to nowhere- for now.
[He waves at the camera, getting a little more into character, smiling crookedly, sounding off-hand. And yes... Loki does like the sound of his own voice. Particularly when he's grouchy and a little concerned.]
For a number of reasons- including safety in numbers, it being much warmer in here with the ovens on, the fact the captains see it fit to keep sending kitchen staff to me who think penne is a mispelt item of coinage, and if I'm counting right it was my birthday yesterday- if you want to come down to the kitchens, I'll be here all day. If you want to attempt to learn a little baking, I intend to make myself a cake and perhaps teach a few other people in the process.
[He shrugs, one eyebrow up, indicates the kitchen behind him.]
There'll also be coffee on almost constantly, so you're welcome to that, too. I do make very good coffee- although really, you owe master Kaplan for this one.
[He pans the camera to a pile of boxes on a counter, tone turning mildly irritated.]
-Ah, and if you have any idea what groats are, past an ancient term for currency no longer in use, you can come collect them as soon as you can.
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[Searching around the bar, she grabbed a brew she'd tried and liked and headed on over to the kitchens.
Stopping just in front of Loki, she presented the beer with a flourish, giving him the full 'curtsey-without-the-skirt' treatment.] Here you are! One belated birthday beer for the birthday boy.
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[He bows his head in return, briefly, smiling very crookedly. The words "thank you" sound a little stiff, mostly because Loki's not all that used to saying them.]
Only by a day, and it's not like anyone would have known. Besides, it's not as if I really get older. I'll look the same age for a few decades yet.
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'Strewth? Blimey, that's got to be right odd. Regardless, Happy Birthday! You've survived another year! That's something to celebrate, innit?