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[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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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.

[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.

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?

[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.

[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?

[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.

[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.

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.]

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.]

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.

[It's all his fault, is the problem, and for a moment the game becomes hard to play as Loki's guilt sneaks up on him, the way it frequently does when he's talking to someone who he's wronged in one world or another.

It would have been so much easier if this Thor had accepted the distance. He always was so bad at taking hints, though- always a frustrating trait, but one Loki finds almost endearing these days.]

Of course not. When has anything ever been my fault, brother?

I hardly think you would enjoy that answer, brother.

[And it's certainly not anything he'd enjoy dumping on a version of his brother that is perhaps not quite as far gone yet.]

I've heard most likely worse, trust me.

[He shrugs, still managing to keep the smile on his face, although he can't help the way it twists. It sounds like Thor comes from another world where Loki burned, and he wonders how badly it was and how long.]

There was a Loki before me, in my world. And as we're all so prone to doing- he fell from one path to another. He was the bad guy, the villain of the tale, and he committed more than a few acts to prove it. And then he died, and I came into being. No few people have blamed me for his crimes, Thor. I'm used to it.

[Including his own conscience- but he's not about to tell this Thor about that.]

Then perhaps one day.

[He frowns though, brows knitting together in thought.]

My brother is dead, honorably, but I have my doubts that he will come back. [For all of their advances, for how the mortals enjoy referring to them as gods, death is as final for them as anyone else.]

[Loki has his doubts. Loki never dies honourably, after all, not without a scheme.

But this Thor is still young, still apparently has illusions about what Loki is capable of, and Loki... doesn't want to ruin that. Not yet. His other self can do that all by himself, he has no doubt.]

Then... I am sorry for your loss, Thor. Something I doubt few others said to you, frankly.

[He offers it softly, a moment of compassion for this not-brother, who he never hated to begin with and still can't hate now.]

But all the same, in my world, there must always be a Loki. Perhaps not the original, but- Loki, all the same.

[He gives a slow nod, appreciative. Few others have said that to him... others still have rejoiced. Hearing it from Loki himself-- he's not entirely certain how to feel about that.]

Then, tell me... how many Lokis have there been before you?

At least two. Perhaps more, given the endless cycles of Ragnarok. But... certainly one that everyone remembers. He made himself a little unpopular.

[The two is a slip, but... in some ways, it feels good to be honest. To acknowledge his child self existed, even if in only a fleeting and obscure way.]

You do have a talent for that, Loki, even in my own world.

[But there's almost a fond edge to his voice, lips quirking up slowly.]

Which are you?

Not that one, or at least I hope not.

[He shrugs, giving Thor a wry look. He hasn't even told his own brother yet that the old Loki and he are perhaps the same person, or perhaps not quite. Perhaps the ghost of his child self, the fragments of him that linger, the role Loki had taken from him and been trapped by just as much as any other tale- perhaps that's enough to make him someone else. He can hope, can't he?

Still, he's not telling his own brother, he's not telling this one, either.]

I can make myself unpopular all by myself, trust me.

I have yet to hear of any of your mischief... you mustn't be that unpopular on this ship, Loki.

[Which is a relief, honestly, even if he's wary of hoping that Loki isn't up to old tricks and deceit again.]

So far, at least. They make me work, Thor. It would be somewhat noticeable if I didn't turn up in the kitchen, and even more noticeable if my absence coincided with mischief.

[He pulls a face. He'd quite liked his role when there were only twenty or so crew, but these days, there's much less fun in bulk-cooking.]

We have all been given work to do, Loki.

[Although he can't say he's particularly pleased with his own job.]

Perhaps it isn't all so terrible, if it keeps you out of trouble.

But having a job makes me predictable, Thor. I'd as soon do something less... routine. Boredom is always an issue with gods of mischief, you know.

[Read: perhaps it's keeping him out of the smaller mischiefs, but one of these days he might have to do something big.]

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