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[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Out doing errands. Muttering under breath.]

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I'm resisting tagging with Julien

[trickster-loki.livejournal.com]

[Yes. Yes he is in a red fuzzy coat. And red and green sunglasses. And a Santa hat. And offering her an oversized candy cane.]

Bah, humbug?

yes. resist. :|

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Oh, will you look at him. Someone's taking the season a little kookily.] Do you like having to go out on Christmas when you'd rather be with your friends?

[But snatching the candy cane away. One doesn't look a gift horse in the mouth.]

Also: http://therpsecrets.livejournal.com/40897.html#cutid1 (Scroll down)

[trickster-loki.livejournal.com]

Do you see me being out on Christmas and with you, my dear, instead of, I don't know...Hermes. Friends?

Do I look grumpy to you?

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Well, she's probably grumpy enough for both of them. And she doesn't need some weird guy being cheerful at her when she's still got four people to talk to.] You can go find your friends, then.

[trickster-loki.livejournal.com]

I could but...where's the fun in that?

[Amused Loki is amused, yes.]

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[...things come in threes. Isn't that how it goes? First that guy Morningstar, then that woman who talked about finding a voice. And now this guy. She had to be losing her touch. Okay, it's not such a bad thing, but she'd still like to know why these people could hear her as if she were normal.]

People generally have fun with their friends- isn't that how it works?

[trickster-loki.livejournal.com]

[ooc: woman that talked about finding a voice??]

I have fun with everybody.

[In more ways than one.]

[brightbutler.livejournal.com]

Merry Christmas to you too, darling.

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

Mer-- [She's already talking, so it's automatic to answer verbally before she realises it's Isaac. Hands slap over her mouth.]

[brightbutler.livejournal.com]

[Friends or not, he's hardly immune to her voice. Fortunately, one syllable means the sudden pang of slavish adoration shouldn't last long, right?

He tilts his head.]

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Not long at all, but she's still quite upset with herself that she tripped up around someone she cares about.] /Sorry, Isaac. Caught off guard./

[brightbutler.livejournal.com]

/It's fine./

[It's surprisingly easy to delude oneself into thinking that powers like that shouldn't work on you. Especially if you're, well, Isaac. But he hides the unsettled feeling well.]

What's got you in a funk, hmm?

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

/Usually no need to deal with idiots today. Jackasses moved their plans. Now have to negotiate./ [With her special brand of 'negotiation', of course.]

I'm resisting tagging with Julien

[trickster-loki.livejournal.com]

[Yes. Yes he is in a red fuzzy coat. And red and green sunglasses. And a Santa hat. And offering her an oversized candy cane.]

Bah, humbug?

yes. resist. :|

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Oh, will you look at him. Someone's taking the season a little kookily.] Do you like having to go out on Christmas when you'd rather be with your friends?

[But snatching the candy cane away. One doesn't look a gift horse in the mouth.]

Also: http://therpsecrets.livejournal.com/40897.html#cutid1 (Scroll down)

[trickster-loki.livejournal.com]

Do you see me being out on Christmas and with you, my dear, instead of, I don't know...Hermes. Friends?

Do I look grumpy to you?

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Well, she's probably grumpy enough for both of them. And she doesn't need some weird guy being cheerful at her when she's still got four people to talk to.] You can go find your friends, then.

[trickster-loki.livejournal.com]

I could but...where's the fun in that?

[Amused Loki is amused, yes.]

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[...things come in threes. Isn't that how it goes? First that guy Morningstar, then that woman who talked about finding a voice. And now this guy. She had to be losing her touch. Okay, it's not such a bad thing, but she'd still like to know why these people could hear her as if she were normal.]

People generally have fun with their friends- isn't that how it works?

[brightbutler.livejournal.com]

Merry Christmas to you too, darling.

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

Mer-- [She's already talking, so it's automatic to answer verbally before she realises it's Isaac. Hands slap over her mouth.]

[brightbutler.livejournal.com]

[Friends or not, he's hardly immune to her voice. Fortunately, one syllable means the sudden pang of slavish adoration shouldn't last long, right?

He tilts his head.]

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

[Not long at all, but she's still quite upset with herself that she tripped up around someone she cares about.] /Sorry, Isaac. Caught off guard./

[brightbutler.livejournal.com]

/It's fine./

[It's surprisingly easy to delude oneself into thinking that powers like that shouldn't work on you. Especially if you're, well, Isaac. But he hides the unsettled feeling well.]

What's got you in a funk, hmm?

[listentolorelei.livejournal.com]

/Usually no need to deal with idiots today. Jackasses moved their plans. Now have to negotiate./ [With her special brand of 'negotiation', of course.]