I'm coming to you, dullard. I'm bringing you a coffee, and the day that these preservatives attack the Mighty Thor's constitution is the day that I am no longer Loki.
[This time the sentiment of the eye-roll is audibly manifested in a sigh, only slightly exaggerated for the purpose of making sure that Thor could hear it.]
Yes, yes.
Now if only that mightiness could procure us some doughnuts to accompany the brew I'm bringing home.
[ And thus Thor gracefully flips out of bed, naked as all proud gods ought to be in the morning! Flings open the door, scares the passing by maid into tears and retreats back to his bed with a flop. ]
Loki hums on the elevator ride up to the pent house and when he escapes its confines it is to the whispering, giggling display of several maids just out of range of an open door.
One of Loki's eyelids droop as he passes by them carrying both giant coffee cups, far too hot for his liking against the cool of his fingerless gloves. Once he's at the doorway he enters without much ado and uses one boot to kick the door closed.]
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Nowhere in particular. Where are you?
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Tsk.
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Nay brother! Do not mouth your skillful words to me in attempts to evade the answer I desire!
Where are you?
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I'm at Starbucks.
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Then I shall meet you with in minutes! The deep blackness of that coffee is sufficient for my needs!
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And besides, I am on my way out the door.
[A few moments pass.]
Although I have for you a black coffee.
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The mortals have improved their strength in consumables but also weakened the potency of its very nature.
Chemicals, brother. It is far too common even in this.. coffee.
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[ He laughs... ] Ah, but you speak truth here, Loki. Chemicals are mere squanders to my mighty physique!
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Yes, yes.
Now if only that mightiness could procure us some doughnuts to accompany the brew I'm bringing home.
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Nay, Brother! They have informed me their standards of breakfast harvest is that above the lowly fried treat!
I have ordered eggs, ham, bacon, and biscuits with hearty gravy!
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Breakfast meats shall suffice. I am nearly there. Have the door open for me, my hands are full.
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You have open access to our room, brother!
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Loki hums on the elevator ride up to the pent house and when he escapes its confines it is to the whispering, giggling display of several maids just out of range of an open door.
One of Loki's eyelids droop as he passes by them carrying both giant coffee cups, far too hot for his liking against the cool of his fingerless gloves. Once he's at the doorway he enters without much ado and uses one boot to kick the door closed.]
Come take this from me, lazy bones.