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[cheerleader]

I didn't know there was a god of stories.

[But she's not telling him no or to go away, so it's a start.]

What did you want to know?

[ikols]

I'm the patron of a lot more dominions than that. Mischief, predominantly.

[ Lying too, but he tends not to lead with that these days. He keeps his voice soft and silvered, interested without being pushy. ]

I wanted to ask, if it's not too upsetting, do you know which type of magic healed your eyes? Did you hear the spell being spoken?

[cheerleader]

[There's a little concern that maybe he's with a newspaper or one of those online occult podcast things that have taken an interest in her. So she hesitates a little.]

I'm sorry, but I'm not really sure. I wasn't exactly alert when all of that was happening. I keep telling myself I probably don't need to know. But I think I'd like to find out.

[ikols]

I could help with that but it might be a little scary. You would have to trust me not to hurt you by casting a spell over your eyes to read the magical signature, and since you don't know me I expect you can't right now.

That's alright. You've been through a great deal. It's nice to talk to a pretty girl, either way.

[cheerleader]

Are you flirting with me so I'll let you cast a spell on my eyes?

[don't worry. she's just teasing

mostly]

[ikols]

Oh, no, darling, if I was flirting with you I'd ask if you wanted to dance on a rainbow.

[cheerleader]

You can do that? Really?

[ikols]

Absolutely. We don't have to be flirting if you'd like a go.

[cheerleader]

I just want to dance on a rainbow.

[ikols]

[ That has him chuckling. ]

Okay, then. [ She was busted up more than an Asgardian warrior, he thinks she deserves a bit of fun. ] I can't summon a rainbow, unfortunately, so you'll have to give me a ring on this number when you next spot one.

[cheerleader]

You can do magic but you can't make a rainbow?

[He'll have to forgive her for sounding doubtful and surprised by that.]

[ikols]

I'm not the god of weather.

[ He could make a rainbow, but magic is a big red button and he shouldn't press it willy-nilly in case he burns himself up. ]

[cheerleader]

I guess not. But you did say something about mischief, didn't you? I know you did!

[She's laughing though, so it's not like she's pressuring him.]

So what happens if it rains and I find a rainbow one day? I call you, and you instantly show up?

[ikols]

Mischief and a bunch of other stuff. You can find me in any Norse mythology book.

[ He hums as if thinking about instantly showing up. ]

As long as I'm not in the shower or otherwise occupied, sure.

[ People pray to Loki back home (and now in this realm too, funnily enough) all the time, he ignores the majority because he hates being plied with requests even when a summoning circle is adequately filled with offerings. Answering the phone to a simple call has streamlined who can contact him out of hours ... if he ignores the voices in the back of his head hard enough. Chrissy isn't begging or expecting anything, not really, so he's happy to oblige. ]

Like I said, phone me.

[cheerleader]

You know, you don't have to take me dancing on a rainbow to be able to help me figure out how magic works.

[that feels a little bossy of her though, so there's a moment where she pauses and hesitates. Someone isn't used to outright suggesting or asking for things that she wants.]

Maybe we could meet up somewhere and you can explain to me how your magic works. And then I can decide if I'm ready for you to cast a spell on my eyes.

[ikols]

I'm a connoisseur of the coffee shops in Central, if that's where you are. Do you know the one opposite the Diamond hotel?

[cheerleader]

I can probably find it. I mean, the phones here are like computers. They have maps built on them.