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( closed ) the law ain't ever been a friend of mine
Who: loki
ikols & peter1
tinglesense
What: first time meeting peter1, second time meeting a parker
When: a week after the love potion event
Where: central city, night
Content Warnings: n/a
[ A week after his body recovers from Eros's flaming punishment, Loki is feeling more like himself and wants to flex a little, so to speak, with an idea for a heist in which should the goods be stolen (or seen to be) they will actually be safe. With him, in fact, way ahead of the time. So, with a spring in his step as he runs up a building with green magic sparking on the heels of his Seven-League boots he answers the phone when his not-boyfriend calls, hopping onto the roof with a bounce. The chatter is not quiet, it's early evening and the sun has set, the lights in the streets are blazing as people having fun post-work and Loki's laugh is a bell, delighted by his lover. ]
You are, you're breathing hard! Peter Parker, I know what you sound like when you're breathless. Ooo, promises, promises! Web my hands together if you're scared, bug-boy. Oh? Aha, I see! Suddenly you're a tough man, hm? Well, you don't have to tie me up but it might be fun ...
[ Loki takes a running leap over the rooftops, skidding down metal grating to trot his way along the edge of the next building. The purr in his voice is playful, a grin so wide it hurts. ]
I have to go, I'll be home in a few hours. Don't watch the rest of that episode without me if you get back first! I mean it.
[ He stands on the ledge of a building, leaning over it on a knee to see the storefront below: a jeweller's. ]
... See you later, Peter-dear.
[ Phone turned off, Loki inhales and turns invisible as he jumps off the building to the ground below, unseen by the vast majority: those without spider-sense, certainly. ]
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What: first time meeting peter1, second time meeting a parker
When: a week after the love potion event
Where: central city, night
Content Warnings: n/a
[ A week after his body recovers from Eros's flaming punishment, Loki is feeling more like himself and wants to flex a little, so to speak, with an idea for a heist in which should the goods be stolen (or seen to be) they will actually be safe. With him, in fact, way ahead of the time. So, with a spring in his step as he runs up a building with green magic sparking on the heels of his Seven-League boots he answers the phone when his not-boyfriend calls, hopping onto the roof with a bounce. The chatter is not quiet, it's early evening and the sun has set, the lights in the streets are blazing as people having fun post-work and Loki's laugh is a bell, delighted by his lover. ]
You are, you're breathing hard! Peter Parker, I know what you sound like when you're breathless. Ooo, promises, promises! Web my hands together if you're scared, bug-boy. Oh? Aha, I see! Suddenly you're a tough man, hm? Well, you don't have to tie me up but it might be fun ...
[ Loki takes a running leap over the rooftops, skidding down metal grating to trot his way along the edge of the next building. The purr in his voice is playful, a grin so wide it hurts. ]
I have to go, I'll be home in a few hours. Don't watch the rest of that episode without me if you get back first! I mean it.
[ He stands on the ledge of a building, leaning over it on a knee to see the storefront below: a jeweller's. ]
... See you later, Peter-dear.
[ Phone turned off, Loki inhales and turns invisible as he jumps off the building to the ground below, unseen by the vast majority: those without spider-sense, certainly. ]
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But that is definitely his name, and definitely...uh...wow, not something he should be overhearing. He's smart enough to put it together that this is about Peter Three? PROBABLY?!
God, what is happening right now?
But then things go even more sideways, because he can't see whatever is going on, but he can sense it. He's been a little worried that his tingle thing (please, when will he stop calling it this in May's voice in his head? when?) hasn't been working since he got here. But no, there it is. He's absolutely sure of it, the way he could sense where Mysterio really was at the end of their last encounter before his whole life went to shit.
So he's there at the jeweller's front door, hanging upside down from a web. ]
Oh, I am absolutely going to web your hands together if you don't pay for whatever you got your eye on in this store, invisible guy.
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