[ tyr | you only need one hand to hold a sword; another is superfluous ]

[putmeinstitches]

[ACTION: AROUND MAYFIELD | BACKDATED TO BEFORE THE ANNOUNCEMENT]

[Loki doesn't quite know where the feeling came from, but something has left him with the sense that something that had been holding him back is gone. What is there, really, to stop him from doing whatever he wants? He's free.

Who can match his powers? Who can stop him? No one

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[answerer_sword]

...

[Bazett is already angry from the deal in the post office. Therefore, when she catches the man trying to break into her house from the window, she does not even try to reason with him.]

[Instead, she picks up a chair and swings it at his smug face.]

[putmeinstitches]

[Oh. Well, damn. Loki ducks as fast as he can -- and blows a breath of air at the chair. If it's wood, it'll catch fire. If it's not, it will grow warm, then hot.]

It's hospitable of you to offer me a seat, but I'm fine standing, thanks.

[answerer_sword]

[The chair has started to catch on fire. She drops it and opts to punch at the man's face instead.]

Get out of my house. Now.

[duck_duck_laser]

[Dakki was one of the many who had agreed to erase herself. But as she was still there, and not prone to sitting around the house all day, she was out and about anyway. The cold wasn't so bad. She had figured out how to dress for it, and walking through the wintery park was kind of nice.

...Wait.

Why was Loki in that tree?]

Loki! Why are you climbing that tree?!

((Feel free to not remember her, either.))

[putmeinstitches]

[Oh look, it's someone unfamiliar. One of the fakes, he imagines, though her knowledge of his name isn't surprising. The drones know him; it's a small town, after all. But he's in a good mood, so why not chat with one? He's not expecting much in the way of conversation from her.]

Because it's the tallest one in the park.

[duck_duck_laser]

That's not a good reason! [She has yet to realize, really, that he doesn't recognize her. So far, this is... pretty much expected operational procedure with Loki.]

It's cold out! And it's very high! And you'll fall and break your neck!

[eyesofafemsnake]

[Well, brilliant Crowley. You got yourself stuck in your female shape again. Granted, he doesn't realize this yet. Mostly he just wants to make Giles and Aziraphale uncomfortable again (mostly Giles, Aziraphale just seems to prefer Crowley's male shape). So here is Crowley strolling down the street in appropriate winter clothing that still somehow accentuates his lovely shape.]

Hallo Loki. Lovely fire you have going.

[putmeinstitches]

[Well, look who's decided to grace Mayfield with his fairer form? He grins at Crowley.]

Hail, Crowley. You're welcome to share it.

[eyesofafemsnake]

I would love to.

[He sidles up next to Loki to absorb some of the heat.]

Oh, that feels wonderful.

[chandra_ablaze]

[Crap, this guy again? And showing off his fire magic. Again. Chandra's really starting to get tired of this.]

Showing off again?

((OOC Note: Chandra's been deleted, so feel free to have Loki not remember their first meeting.))

[putmeinstitches]

[NOPE NO CLUE WHO THIS PERSON IS]

I'm sorry, have I demonstrated my remarkable abilities to you before?

[chandra_ablaze]

[... hell, not this again. She already had to deal with this crap with her not!son.]

Yeah, at what's-his-face's.

[bittybrows]

[Another one for the population having their houses broken into. Izumo is armed with the crowbar she brought to the rendezvous at the dairy, stiffening when she sees the source of the noise she heard.]

What the hell do you think you're doing?!

[putmeinstitches]

[Smoothly:]

Checking my friend Baldr's house for weak points in the insulation. You don't want drafts, do you?

[bittybrows]

Don't think you can lie to me so blatantly.

[Raising that crowbar just a little...]