[ kaun | laughter kills, sometimes | locked to Harley Quinn]
[Loki's been slinking around the town for a couple of days, but he's heard that if you stray from home for more than three days, you get droned. A droning is the last thing Loki needs -- there would be nothing to stop Pamela's good friend from taking his drone and waiting for the effect to wear off.
She couldn't be watching the house all the time, could she? He comes back early in the morning, an hour or two before sunup. It's still dark, but on the off chance she has been watching his house all night, she should be tired and less vigilant.
He slips in through the back door, silent as you please. Loki moves through the dark house, remembering exactly where everything is, headed for the basement. It was small and simple, more of a place to store things than anything else, but it was well away from any windows. Maybe he can lock the door and catch a few hours of sleep there...]
She couldn't be watching the house all the time, could she? He comes back early in the morning, an hour or two before sunup. It's still dark, but on the off chance she has been watching his house all night, she should be tired and less vigilant.
He slips in through the back door, silent as you please. Loki moves through the dark house, remembering exactly where everything is, headed for the basement. It was small and simple, more of a place to store things than anything else, but it was well away from any windows. Maybe he can lock the door and catch a few hours of sleep there...]