The Roof, Saturday Morning

[abitlowkey]

It seemed that being a model that one time wasn't what made Loki not have any eyebrows. It was simply being in a female form. One that, no matter how many spells he tried, was not changing back to how he should be.

Not that it would stop him from trying. So, with a pile of books, he went to the roof to continue in the open air.

Or to make high pitched noises of frustration. But those weren't that far off from how he normally sounded. So...

[[Open like a roof]]

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[godofxbox]

"But why did you listen to her?" Alex...okay, totally whined. "Over me?" And now Alex was giving you the puppy eyes, Wesley. I hope you're happy.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Well," Wesley said, glancing around to look at something considerably less puppy-eyes-y. Ledge of the roof it was! "I simply thought that if I'd come to the island and people who knew me from before happened to recognize me, I'd've hoped to be pardoned as well."

Pardoned for being a pompous douche, though. Not for being a trickster god. So, you know.

[godofxbox]

"Why, what did you do?" Alex asked, confused.

And then he moved along to, "Okay, look, you get that he's not--he's not just like a person, right? He's a god. The god of lies and mischief. He's not--he didn't just stop being that or something!"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I know, I know," Wesley said, running a hand through his hair. "It was, ah. Not my smartest move."

And on came the self-disgust, apparently!

[godofxbox]

"Well. Do better." Thus spake the teacup god who kept the other half of your room in a disaster area, Wesley.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Noted," Wesley said flatly. "Thank you."

And that was that.

Until he kept dwelling on it and hating himself for days, but, you know.

[godofxbox]

"This is what he does to people, you know," Alex said. "Even, like, Thor, and he should way way way know better by now."

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Er. Yes. Right." Wesley, quit feeling sorry for yourself. It was lame. "Well. If that's all, then."

[godofxbox]

"Well, actually..." Alex looked down at his chest, then up at Wesley, and asked miserably, "Do you know where I can buy a bra?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, ALEX. NO NOT YOU.

Wesley sighed, looking like he was doing his very best to resist the urge to facepalm. "I'll see if Katnisss can find you an undershirt," he said, gesturing for Alex to follow him back inside.