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[swords_love_me]

Time: March 2, 2003?
Place: Lower Tadfield military base and Tadfield Manor
Status: Public (War, Loki) - Complete
Summary: War's arrival in usual style

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[leucemic_god]

After an hour or two spent dusting in the attic this morning Loki felt bored and wandered downstairs into the bar. He needed to make some money to pay for food. The three pounds he'd arrived with wouldn't get him very far

[swords_love_me]

War broke into a grin. "Loki! What brings you here? Last time I saw you... heck, I don't remember. Too long, whenever it was!"

She strode across the lobby and clapped him on the shoulder. "Any chance of a drink round here? On me. The sideline's going well these days," she said with a wink.

[leucemic_god]

"That little prank we played on the gods in America a couple of years ago?" Loki suggested. They hadn't had a chance to talk, because Loki had been too busy getting killed, but he thought she ought to have been there.

He gestured through the door he'd arrived from with the glass of orange juice in his hand. "Bar's right here. I'm afraid orange juice is all they've got for me, though. I ... have my reasons to stay away from the good stuff at the moment." Maybe she'd believe that he wanted to keep his wits about him for some plot he was working on. The truth was rather embarrassing.

"So what brings you to this peaceful little town?"

[swords_love_me]

"Prank in America?" War rubbed her nose as she thought for a moment, then grinned. "Oh, I remember. We didn't get time to talk though, so it doesn't really count. I was just passing though then, anyway."

"I'm sticking in this area for a while though. I've been at the military base up the road - tweaking the tech a little. It's shiny and destructive, that's for sure, but let's just say that it might be a litle more random now if they ever get round to using it. Shake things up a bit, y'know?" she said, flicking her hair back over her shoulder.

"Came up here for a drink, though. The stuff they've got down there tastes like rat's piss. Sure I can't convince you to get anything stronger?"

[leucemic_god]

"I'm in 109," Loki said. "Not too close to the still unrenovated rooms, if you want to use one of those, though. Renovations will probably get noisy and I like being close to the stairs."

Which was an excuse he kept telling himself. It had nothing to do with the hospital equipment gathering dust in those rooms, of course not.

[swords_love_me]

War nodded. "I might go have a look around now, then. I'd rather have a room that's set up to go than have people blundering in on me later." To be fair, it wasn't so much her as her collection she was worried about, but t hat could be unspoken for now. Loki had a good enough idea what she was like to know she liked to be able to keep an eye on her pretties.