Open Post for The Nexus - Loki's Popsicle Palace

[tr1ckortreat]

Loki had been in the Nexus a few months now and had settled down somewhat from his initial unorthodox entrance into a strange new world. He had met his brother, albeit a future version of Thor, but still his brother none he less. He had also met angels and beings from all over time and space. The god had even gained a furry, feathered feline companion in the form of Thorkitty, his catwing. The little creature had gotten used to his leather-clad owner and was now wandering around between Loki's long legs, looking up and expecting a fishy treat or two.

Today though, Loki was at his popsicle palace, which was his Norse looking hut, which sold all types of flavoured iced treats. The idea being that he would tout his trade and get to know his customers which could be known friends and strangers alike.

"Alright. I suppose you won't leave me alone until I give you one of these."

Loki summoned a fish-shaped treat biscuit in his palm and knelt down to offer it to his catwing. Thorkitty meowed loudly and took it from his hand, eating it quickly. He had grown in the month or so since Loki had adopted him. His wings taking on a more fuller form and his fur becoming thicker and much more blond. The name had stuck since the colour and temperament reminded him of his brother.

"Now, I wonder if we will get any customers today. Let us hope we do."

Opening the wooden doors to the shack, Loki popped the OPEN sign up and then walked back inside, looking out of the hatch and feeling the morning sun against his face.

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[mayfairmonster]

Ever on the hunt for distractions to fill his days with, Dorian's early afternoon walk finds him before an unusual little hut he's never seen before. A Popsicle Palace, is it? He's heard of Loki before and met him (or one of them, anyway) before, and can't help but wonder if this Loki is the same one.

At any rate, something sweet and cold sounds like the perfect way to greet the muggy mid-afternoon.

"This is charmingly rustic." The immortal approaches the hatch and starts looking for a menu. He's dressed fashionably in light clothing that befits the hot summer weather, and accessorized with small aquamarine rings and a dainty ear cuff to bring out the bright blue of his eyes. He carries himself in an elegant and princely manner that radiates an entitlement to the space around him. "It says here that you can use magics to recreate any flavor?" How curious.

[sordiddetails]

She hadn't forgotten the promise she made when they first met, to teach him how to cater to Anthean tastes. She's out with her husband who is reluctant to leave her out of his sight. She understands while given her condition and the problems that the family have been having with enemies in the Nexus.

It's early in the day to allow her to avoid the heat.. Still she's cheerful and Tom is smiling as they walk up to the popsicle stand looking for the owner.

"Loki." She lets go of Tom's arm to come to the window. "I didn't forget my promise."

[skyti]

A little building that somewhat resembles the architecture back home? Atreus isn't sure what a popsicle is or if this shack really qualifies as a 'palace' but he's certainly game to investigate. The inside resembles more of a shop and he's still not sure about these pop things but there's at least a familiar face.

"Loki! Are you running this place?" He leans against the counter, "What's a popsicle and are you doing anything funny with them?"

He'd guess the answer to the last bit of the question is likely a resounding yes.

[chiaro_oscuro]

There's a moody-looking young man with black hair and black clothes sizing up the popsicle stand. Loki's first official customer has returned. The Nexus really is an interesting place. Two space tyrants holding...surprisingly ordinary jobs. Granted, both of them are trying to reform, and what better way to prove it than take up a legitimate business? Ben feels a certain obligation to help.

"I'll have a strawberry." Ben holds out some gold coins."Two, actually - I liked the last ones I had here. The change is all yours."

He's sure there's some magic or harmless trickster goings-on here. This is a shop run by a Nexus Loki, after all, and probably the one he knows the best - he doesn't consider Atreus a Loki on his request. As long as it doesn't turn him into a small animal or otherwise have strange side effects in his stomach, he doesn't care.