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[/h1][/sup][/color][indent][sub][COLOR=#963437]ᴛᴏᴅᴅ'ꜱ ᴍᴏᴍ'ꜱ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ⇀ ꜱᴇᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴛy[/COLOR][/sub][/indent][indent][sup][right][COLOR=#963437][b]MOOD: ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ.[/b][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr]
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[color=gray][indent][indent]Basements are inherently dastardly. Nothing good ever came from the bowels of a basement; so, Loki makes it a habit of conducting business in luxurious hotels and fancy rooftops – things befitting a rich underground bookie who makes millions off of gambling addicts. Then, the damn police came sniffing around his base of operations, and his little meeting was changed from the coziest conference room in all of Seattle to fuckin’ Todd’s mother’s basement. It is supremely low class of him.

[b][color=#963437]“This is supremely low class of me.”[/color][/b] Loki repeats for his minions to hear, legs crossed imperiously on his camping chair with expensive brandy in expensive glass sitting in the cupholder. His minions – Todd and the new guy – stutter, unsure if they should agree or refute his opinion. [b][color=#963437]“Christ, you act as if I’ll hit you. C’mon, guys, it’s me! The Leo-ster! You don’t have to act so formal around me.”[/color][/b]

Loki stood up and did a turn in his casual black silk button up and black slacks, as if to show that he’s one of them. Of course, he isn’t. He’s an immortal, a fuckin’ [i]god[/i] to these ants, but fear never was the way. Loki carefully lowers himself back down into the precarious folding chair, winking mischievously at his underlings as their shoulders relax.

[b][color=#963437]“Now, status report!”[/color][/b] Loki says cheerfully, careful to not disturb the casual atmosphere he created. [b][color=#963437]“Did you do what I asked of you?”[/color][/b]

[b][color=white]“Yeah!”[/color][/b] The new guy (Carl?) exclaims, excited to prove his worth, before sitting back and clearing his throat. In a more macho voice, he continues, [b][color=white]“I have a feeling Rotger won’t be walking anytime soon.”[/color][/b]

Loki’s eyes widen comically, and he leans forward, [b][color=#963437]“What? You broke his legs? What kind of operation do you think I’m running here? I’m not a damn gangster!”[/color][/b]

[b][color=white]“O-oh, well T-Todd said that –”[/color][/b] the newbie stumbled over his words, cowering slightly while playing with the ends of his shirt.

Loki couldn’t contain it any longer, he falls backwards and bursts into laughter. [b][color=#963437]“I’m just kidding man, nice work. Fuckin’ Rotger, hope the little bastard’s kneecaps heal slowly.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=white]“O-Oh.”[/color][/b] Slowly Todd and the new guy start chuckling too, nervously and hesitant.

A ringing echoes in the dingy basement, disrupting the unease like a knife on a chopping board in a horror film – that is, to say, it didn’t disrupt it at all, but rather made it worse. Loki looked down at his phone and jumped onto his feet, [b][color=#963437]“Well, I have an appointment. Good job with Rotger, guys. Knew I could count on you!”[/color][/b]

Loki whistled a jaunty tune as he leapt up the stairs, twisting his hips this way and that to the sound of a beat no one else heard.

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It didn’t take long for Loki to find the conference room after exiting his nice, sleek black car. He just had to follow the scent of Greek desperation and Celtic ire. It also helped that the door was left slightly ajar either from tweedledum’s somersault into the room or that nobody’s projectile vomit relay race. Loki smiled to himself at the chaos around him and took off his sunglasses.

[b][color=#963437]“Nice aim, dude.”[/color][/b] Loki cackled, patting the man that stunk of fish on the back as he passed him by. 

Anubis passed Loki by to bring back materials to mop up the mess. [b][color=#963437]“Hey, Assface.”[/color][/b] Loki greeted, moving away from the straight-laced man before he could respond. 

Normally, Loki would find the time to antagonize every human being in the room, but he was more preoccupied with making a beeline straight for his daughter. Like an angel, Loki spread his arms wide and beckoned Hel in for a hug, [b][color=#963437]“Oh my lovely daughter, what a sight for sore eyes! Give daddy a hug!”[/color][/b][/indent][/indent][/color]