[He can't really completely tossed that idea out as a possibility, but there's still doubt as he simply watches him, not eating anything himself.]
Alright, fine, maybe it's a possibility. [Plus, if anyone can believe the Vikings can be wrong about some things, it's him.] But how do you expect me to believe you are who you say you are? You know I'm a Viking, and to us, you're supposed to be a pretty big deal. You don't just sit in a diner with people to eat pancakes.
Ugh. You're very demanding, I don't usually put out on first dates.
[ BUT HE DOES SORTA because there's a whisper of emerald magic that ripples over him, and then the gleaming golden horns are in place, scalemail hugs his body and the dark fur-collared coat is in place. there's a glow of green in his gaze too as he chins the hand holding an empty fork, tonguing bacon from a tooth. ]
[Insert a long, lingering stare from a very bewildered Viking who just kind of gawks at the scene.]
You're ... oh. Oh. [With a hand scratching at his ear, he flails his other a bit nervously, talking more to himself.] Sure, yeah, this is normal. On a date with Loki. Loki. Eating pancakes. No big deal. Nope, perfectly ordinary day. As normal as riding dragons, right?
I'm not going to eat you. [ pausing. ] Not unless you ask nicely. Wherever did you get that dragon from, by the way? It more resembles an overgrown cat.
[NAH HE CAN STAY CALM HE CAN DEAL WITH THIS maybe.]
Toothless? The dragon-riding Vikings didn't hit your radar, huh? Yeah, we ride dragons back in our village. Or rode. Looks like that's not really a thing in this world anymore.
The last dragon worth any note bathed Sigurd's blade Gram with its blood, so no, they weren't ridden as far back as I can remember. Not to any great benefit, anyway.
[ a black nail itches his cheek, something of a softer smile barely whisking the corners of his lips as he regards hiccup; who is obviously terrified, and that doesn't sit well with loki. not with his old!self's echoes still ruining his relationships in this life too. ]
I'm really not going to hurt you, you can stop jittering about.
I know. [Well, not really but he'll believe. Almost anyway, since this is the God of Mischief and Trickery. Believing everything he says is the worst idea.]
What are you doing down here? Is it really just for food?
You know, just an occupational hazard. Thought it'd be a great idea to take on a giant dragon by myself. Well, with Toothless. He saved my life. I'd probably be dead without him.
In that we share a commonality. [ loki doesn't fight; loki sneaks around the fighting and does what he wants while said fighting is going on. ] Why the name, 'Toothless'?
[He almost doesn't want to admit he might have so something in common with Loki, but he knows of his own tricky tendencies and can't exactly deny the similarities.]
Retractable teeth. But yeah, don't let the name fool you, they're definitely there and sharp.
Actually, I figured you were just some poor homeless guy who found a way to lure me in with the whole "god" thing and just wanted a meal. Felt kind of bad for you.
My name doesn't exactly mean people are bandying about generosity whenever it gets mentioned. I might have lied about that, of course, but I like being me. I go to great pains to be.
Well as unbelievable as most of what you've said has been, it doesn't really sound like you're lying. I hardly doubt there's much you can get from me by doing so anyway.
Except a free meal. [ zing. a shiver of magic, and loki turns very feminine. ] I could always reward you with a nicer view while we sit here, if that's more your thing.
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Alright, fine, maybe it's a possibility. [Plus, if anyone can believe the Vikings can be wrong about some things, it's him.] But how do you expect me to believe you are who you say you are? You know I'm a Viking, and to us, you're supposed to be a pretty big deal. You don't just sit in a diner with people to eat pancakes.
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[ BUT HE DOES SORTA because there's a whisper of emerald magic that ripples over him, and then the gleaming golden horns are in place, scalemail hugs his body and the dark fur-collared coat is in place. there's a glow of green in his gaze too as he chins the hand holding an empty fork, tonguing bacon from a tooth. ]
Happy now?
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You're ... oh. Oh. [With a hand scratching at his ear, he flails his other a bit nervously, talking more to himself.] Sure, yeah, this is normal. On a date with Loki. Loki. Eating pancakes. No big deal. Nope, perfectly ordinary day. As normal as riding dragons, right?
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I'm not going to eat you. [ pausing. ] Not unless you ask nicely. Wherever did you get that dragon from, by the way? It more resembles an overgrown cat.
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Toothless? The dragon-riding Vikings didn't hit your radar, huh? Yeah, we ride dragons back in our village. Or rode. Looks like that's not really a thing in this world anymore.
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[ a black nail itches his cheek, something of a softer smile barely whisking the corners of his lips as he regards hiccup; who is obviously terrified, and that doesn't sit well with loki. not with his old!self's echoes still ruining his relationships in this life too. ]
I'm really not going to hurt you, you can stop jittering about.
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What are you doing down here? Is it really just for food?
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[He's half kidding. But most people have found that idea hilarious so why not.]
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Who took your leg before?
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[ he gets that whole thing. ]
So you ride dragons and fight them? Quite the striking warrior.
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I'm better at trying to avoid fighting more than anything else.
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Retractable teeth. But yeah, don't let the name fool you, they're definitely there and sharp.
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[ (he rly will.) he sits up a little. ]
What about you, Hiccup? Am I to assume you regularly allow yourself to be sequestered away by rogue gods for random dates? Suddenly I feel so cheap.
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My name doesn't exactly mean people are bandying about generosity whenever it gets mentioned. I might have lied about that, of course, but I like being me. I go to great pains to be.
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[Just saying.]
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Uh, no. No. That's okay. You can just be yourself. I don't mind.
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