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LOKI | the red queen's war ([personal profile] newtruths) wrote in [community profile] nexus_sages2016-07-31 07:59 pm

in which loki is bored and decides to give out magical rorschach tests

"Gah!"

Loki sat up just in time for a small black key to bounce of his head and fall in his lap. He looked at it in bewilderment for a moment before it turned into a ring that coiled like a snake around his finger. When he stood he was rather on the short side, and thin as a rail. Really aside from overly large eyes he was rather unassuming. If you ignored the fact that he looked as if he'd walked off the set of The Lord of the Rings. And the fact that his garb seemed to constantly shift in cut and color.

Though as he took a little bit of a walk around and read a brochure someone handed my he slowly took on a more modern look that ended with a pair of ripped up and battered skinny jeans, the holes and tears in which seemed to be slowly wandering and meandering around his legs, and a faded old graphic t-shirt, the print of which apparently shifted every time one stopped paying attention to it. And no shoes! Because sometimes you just really don't feel like wearing them.

"I guess I didn't fall apart quite as badly as I thought I would," he laughed as he pocketed the brochure and fiddled with the ring that was a key minutes before. It shifted again as he walked. Now it was a small rubix cube, black on all side that he twisted and turned without really looking at it. And then it was a key again, which he flipped into the air and caught.

An idle Loki with nothing to do, no plots winding down, and no one to pester was never a particularly good thing.

He turned on his heel just in time to stop someone passing by. He holds the key out already turning into a puddle of liquid onyx in his hand and forming into something new. Something unknown.

"Tell me stranger, what do you see here?"

A simple enough magic was working here. A magical Rorschach test you could call it. Whatever the new target of his boredom thought they saw in the amorphous twisting liquid key would be plucked from their imagination and made solid. Sometimes they saw something they desired, money, their lost love. Sometimes they saw fears.  Sometimes it was something from their past.  Other times it was completely random; a bird, a shoe, a rock.  Yes one highly uncreative individual once imagined a rock in the depths of a reality altering wrong magic spell.  Whatever they thought they saw in this three dimensional Rorschach, would be plucked from their imagination and made solid in the palm of his hand.
brave_heart_verity: (peonies and stripes)

/pounces you

[personal profile] brave_heart_verity 2016-08-01 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Before I tag in: Ver's got a truth-sensing curse stuck in her that she can't turn off. She knows when people are lying and she can see through illusions; she doesn't know what the truth is or have psychic powers. More details here. If you don't want to deal, let me know, I know it can get annoying.]
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[personal profile] twelve_not_fourteen 2016-08-01 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
A man in his late twenties is walking by, heading in the opposite direction. His pace suggested that he's been here long enough to have some idea of where he was going, despite the ever-changing nature of this multiversal hub. He's dressed in clothes that don't really add or take away from the look of him. They're functional more than anything else. A good looking enough guy, but ... kind of scruffy.

And then there's the attitude. The body language tends to say it even when the words or the look on his face doesn't. It's almost a cavalierness. Definitely aloof.

He hadn't even noticed the black goop that the other man was messing with until he stopped and posed his question. 'More magic', he thinks to himself, 'it's always magic around here'. It so happens that his stance is beginning to soften a little on unseen forces that respond to some people and not others, but he still doesn't trust it.

In the black, he sees something he's seen so many times before. The very distinctive impact of when blaster fire hits a non-reflective target - a flare and a small rain of sparks. Why of all the things is he gonna see that in this guy's spell? Inwardly, he's a bit concerned, outwardly he just shrugs.

"A firework." Han lies. "Is it broken or something? Why do you need someone else to look at it?"
Edited 2016-08-01 12:29 (UTC)
u_can_have_it_4_a_song: A Man of Wealth and Taste (Default)

[personal profile] u_can_have_it_4_a_song 2016-08-01 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
The man who passes, nattily attired and walking with a silver-headed cane, pauses as the little object catches his eye, intrigued. "It looks..." he allows, after a moment's consideration, "like a promise. Where ever did you come by it, sir?"
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[personal profile] losthunter 2016-08-02 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Hunter had been out for a walk, trying to clear his head of the unfinished marble art piece in his apartment. But of course, his mind keeps on going back to the art work, debating different options over and over again in his mind.

His scrapbook is half filled with different drawings of how he wants the finished piece to look. Different angles sketched out in paper, so he can try to capture the same imagery when he gets back to carving the artwork out of the marble.

So when Loki holds out his key, Hunter sees the marble slab, slowly transforming into the Chimera that he wants to carve out of the stone.

"A creature of great power and mystery."