whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"To being together again, after a very long month." It was indeed, and Loki held up her can. "Skål!" My business here should take at least a week...I could extend it, if you think you can stand me long enough.

"Skål" Christine hasn't put as much time into her Norwegian as she should, magic is more flashy.

So long as my apartment remains relatively unscathed you are welcome to call this home for as long as you want.

She'd learned an important phrase at least, and Loki clinked their cans together before taking a sip. Her expression was....interesting; it was clear she wasn't sure quite what to think. "Not too sweet, although that might be due to the carbonation. There's a slight aftertaste... Perhaps it's better with the pizza?"

"It's almost entirely sugar. Bubbles and sugar." Christine laughs at Loki's expression.

She dishes out two large slices of pizza.

"It goes well with the grease."

"Sadly, it's probably still healthier than some of the things I've had to eat." Dry-toned, but honest. "Certainly the company can't be beat, however." Reaching out to twine their hands briefly, her thumb brushing the back of Christine's.

"But we choose this."

She gives Loki's hand a little squeeze. Fondness flowing through the link.

"It's not fair that you're such a good looking woman, you know?"

That fondness is returned, and amusement sparkles through their link with her comment. "I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm really not." Blue-green eyes twinkled. "How should I modify myself, Sweetling? A few warts, maybe saggy breasts? I don't think I want to look my age exactly..."

"Please don't look your age." She laughs.

"I'm just a bit jealous of how hot you are."

"At the risk of sounding arrogant, please feel free to enjoy the view." Loki is clearly teasing, and clearly aware of how arrogant and egotistical that sounds. Especially with the little mocking toast with her slice of pizza.

Christine is just going to roll her eyes.

"Yes, I get it, you know you're gorgeous."

She is very amused.

"Can you look like anyone? Please don't turn into me if you can."

"Spoil my fun." Loki pouted, but it was in good humor. Sweetling, you are beautiful. Never doubt it. Sent with an accompanying image--the starlight playing along skin and hair, and Christine seemed to shine... Very carefully sent with no emotions either.

"I wouldn't want to kiss myself. I don't have that big of an ego."

She will admit that image makes her look really beautiful, and she wonders if that's how she looks to Loki.

If she asked, Loki would confirm that yes--that's how Christine has come to look to them. For now though, Loki stayed quiet. "I honestly can't say whether I would want to kiss myself or not." Mused around a bite of pizza, clear that Loki was trying to imagine it.

Honestly, Loki wasn't sure if they'd be able to stand themselves or not. It would....depend. On a lot of things.

"I thought you would be all for it. Though two of you in a room would probably be too much personality."

There would be such chaos if Loki met themself. Christine can only imagine it either leading to fucking or fighting, maybe both.

Probably both, and definitely an overload of chaos.

"In any event, there's only one of me here. Even with my duplicate casting." Loki teased.

"Otherwise I could have a very strange threesome."

If Loki's duplicates could touch her. That's a mental image she likes.

"Hmmm..." Loki paused mid-bite, considering for several breaths. "It...wouldn't be real, although I could certainly fool your mind into thinking it was."

"Are you actually figuring out ways to make it work?"

She shouldn't be surprised; god of mischief after all.

"It wouldn't be difficult, it just wouldn't feel real." Loki said after taking that bite. "The duplicate casting alone would mimic their being another me, and some illusion manipulation on top could make it seem as if we're acting differently."

"But it's just a show."

Christine prefers the real thing.

"It would be, yes. And as I said, I could probably fool your mind. But that's all." There's an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry Sweetling."

She chuckles. "I don't need more than one of you, though the imagery is very sexy."

She reaches out to give Loki's hand a little squeeze.

Loki squeezed back, then brought their joined hands up to kiss the back of hers. "I'm not entirely sure I want to share you, even if it would be with 'me' so to speak."

"It almost feels like I'm cheating on you to be kissing you as a woman."

But the mental feeling is the same, she knows she's with Loki still.

An eyebrow raised, and with a shimmer of greenish-gold, Loki was 'back' so to speak. Not that s/he'd ever left, but the form was male once more. "Better?" With another kiss against her hand.

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