((Ooooonly doing this In Character.
Because I think it’d be cute IC. ))
Loki returns to the Lady, now holding a beautiful green snake. “I got you a pet.” He holds out the snake for her to inspect, hoping it’ll work this time.
“…You don’t like it?”
What is the point or purpose of giving me something I can get on my own and actually have several of? Furthermore, if I don’t trust you, or like you for that matter, little gifts aren’t going to change that. And I do believe I dismissed you, that wasn’t an invitation for you to return and try again.
But-but-but-but-but-…!…
…last try, then I’ll leave…
*fishes around in his shoulderbag for something and pulls out three items:*
…peace?
I’ll be sure to lock the door behind when you leave this time, good. bye. now.

*doesn’t get why she’s still mad at him and leaves, throwing the items into the nearest trashcan with a mumble*…Iwasjusttryingtogetafriend…
Loki returns to the Lady, now holding a beautiful green snake. “I got you a pet.” He holds out the snake for her to inspect, hoping it’ll work this time.
“…You don’t like it?”
What is the point or purpose of giving me something I can get on my own and actually have several of? Furthermore, if I don’t trust you, or like you for that matter, little gifts aren’t going to change that. And I do believe I dismissed you, that wasn’t an invitation for you to return and try again.
But-but-but-but-but-…!…
…last try, then I’ll leave…
*fishes around in his shoulderbag for something and pulls out three items:*



…peace?
Loki returns to the Lady, now holding a beautiful green snake. “I got you a pet.” He holds out the snake for her to inspect, hoping it’ll work this time.
“…You don’t like it?”
Loki returns to the Lady, now holding a beautiful green snake. “I got you a pet.” He holds out the snake for her to inspect, hoping it’ll work this time.
“…peace?” He held out the bouquet for Lady Loki, as a peace offering. He all but hoped that she wouldn’t set him on fire.
“Flowers? Really? I have no use for these unless I can mix them into a potion as a poison. Otherwise these would look very nice on someone’s grave.”
“I was just trying to be nice…”
“…Goodbye, you can see yourself out.”
Loki hangs his head and walks out, dumping the bouquet in the trashbin on his way. Then he sits somewhere to think how the hell he’d make the lady not be annoyed at him.

“…peace?” He held out the bouquet for Lady Loki, as a peace offering. He all but hoped that she wouldn’t set him on fire.
“Flowers? Really? I have no use for these unless I can mix them into a potion as a poison. Otherwise these would look very nice on someone’s grave.”
“I was just trying to be nice…”









