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[realitywarped]

[Loki is, as always, smiling, apparently entirely unconcerned by the situation. And, to be fair- the situation isn't of his making, and it isn't currently proving particularly dangerous to any of the few people he might be inclined to be upset about getting harmed. He'll get upset later, if they are.

He waves at the camera, a brief wiggle of his fingers, before he folds them, leaning on the edge of a plain white workbench somewhere in a plain white room. There's a row of tools hanging on the wall behind him, but not much else.]

Hello- again, if we've met, or not, if you're one of the very easily timed influx of new arrivals. If you're one of those, welcome to the ship, you're probably not going to enjoy the stay terribly much, and no, once you've checked in you almost certainly can't leave. I'm Loki, for what that's worth.

[He tilts his head, eyes half-lidded, not quite meeting the camera. It's... not particularly Loki-ish to offer help, unprompted, but he supposes he might as well. Besides, he most likely isn't going to do it for free.]

I bring you one or two offers that may or may not help, considering the corpse at the feast and the fact we're once again likely to be number one on yet another planet's most wanted list- and speaking of which, perhaps we can not make this one implode?

[He's... committed enough genocide, thanks. Past life, but still his memories.]

But yes- firstly! I finally broke into one of the many locked rooms, thankfully one entirely free of deadly skeletons, and found- well-

[He pans the camera; the room is barely recognisable as a forge, but close enough. The actual forge, anvil, water bath, tools, although everything is kind of rounded off and matte and black.]

I've been experimenting, and of course things take time, but if the Ingress swallowed your perfectly serviceable weapon and you'd like a new one, I'm usually capable enough.

[He pans back to himself.]

Secondly- and you don't know what making this offer means, so appreciate it- I'm the god of tricks and being in places you really shouldn't be. So should you have an emergency, and you ask particularly nicely, I may be able to offer one or two magical disguises, perhaps an odd emergency portal to the surface. I'll accept bribery, fervent praise, or favours to be collected at a later date in payment.

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[teslatomics]

A forge? On a starship? Seems kind of primitive for the technological advancement they have.

[He hasn't used one since probably the 1930's, but...]

Where are you? I want to see if it has tools I'm familiar with.

[Not just for old time's sake, but he knows that sooner or later he's going to get injured, and if he can craft a replacement, all the better. More guns would be nice too. Robo introduces himself belatedly as well.] I'm Robo, by the way. You?

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[niffin]

implode ? ? ?

[ Pressing matters first. ]

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[getweird]

Oh, cool, man. You're making stuff. So what kind of weapons are we talking about? Swords and shields, or guns that can blow a hole in the ship? You say you've got magic, so, can you make a nice sword that can be really big and then shrink down to less than half an inch if I want it to?

[vengeance_driven]

How about making new weapons?

I have mine. But I would like something that I wouldn't have to worry about ammo so much.

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[rraidergirl]

You're Loki.

[ Guess who's been quietly doing her kitchen and cafeteria duties without speaking to anyone because she's incredibly traumatized utter crap at remembering to introduce herself. ]

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[heartscold]

[Well, you've definitely caught his attention with all that.]

I'm pretty used to being on most-wanted lists. [Apparently he's going to fit in well in this place.]

And I'm pretty good myself at getting into places I shouldn't be.

[He offers a smile of his own, outwardly friendly.] Leonard Snart, nice to meet you, Loki.

[seeingscarlet]

I would have checked the room for anyone dangerous if you asked. [Even though last time was kind of disastrous.] But I am glad it was not a monster.

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[notglitching]

[Oh hey, user-energy supervisor. You can make useful things, you say?]

Extent of prototyping capabilities?

[On the bright side, being in charge of kitchen things means Loki is prooobably used to Rinzlerspeak by now?]

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[takeitslow]

So you're like some kind of space arms dealer or something? Isn't that usually a back alley kind of thing?

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[vitaars]

can uyo do arrowsa nd armor/

( her fingers are too big for this and she's not sure how this keyboard is supposed to work. just let her poke at it some more and she'll get it. )

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[hierophants]

A god, are you? I doubt that.

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[intherigging]

If you could make me a sabre or Niuweidao that'd be greatly appreciated been missing having a sword I've some coin from the last few places we've been to or you could take it in trade for drinks at the bar but I believe I remember you saying the drinks weren't quite worth it for you