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You've reached Loki.

One presumes you know how to continue from this point.

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[the_real_mccoy]

Hey. I'd really like ta see your handsome face in person. Ya got a minute?

[autolatrical]

I have nothing pressing to attend to.

Where?

[the_real_mccoy]

Would ya be insulted if I said I’d like ta go out?

[autolatrical]

No, I would not be offended at all.

[the_real_mccoy]

Then I wanna take ya out. Please.

[autolatrical]

Where should I meet you?

[the_real_mccoy]

Can I come pick ya up?

[autolatrical]

I would rather you not see the room I share with someone else. Because I dislike it, not because of you. What about outside of the public housing in the Down?

[the_real_mccoy]

[Oh. Well hell.]


Yeah sure. I can meetcha anywhere. Do ya need things for the room? Ta make it a little more livable?

[autolatrical]

No, I don't think so. But I appreciate the offer.

Then I'll be waiting outside. How long?

[the_real_mccoy]

Is waitin till dinnertime ok? I'll meetcha out front round eight?

[autolatrical]

Perfectly fine; I'll see you then.

time skip XD

[the_real_mccoy]

[And McCoy was outside exactly at eight. He wasn;t sure if he should knock or not, however. If he did that, he'd see inside the room and Loki had been pretty clear he didn't want that to happen. It was silly in his opinion since a room didn't really change how he thought about someone, unless it was a gigantic mess, but he tried hard to respect other people's wishes. It didn't always come easy though.

He scratched at his neck and shuffled his feet, nervous as all hell. Should he knock?]

[autolatrical]

[ At halfway into the minute mark Loki opens the door, startled to find McCoy on the other side of it. He'd expected the other man to wait outside the building, maybe, but clearly he'd have had to state that preference if he'd expected it to be honored.

Well. It's fine. He recovers from his surprise quickly and shuts the door behind him. The room, or what can be seen of it, is spartan and not decorated at all, save a green blanket on the far bed. ]

Here we are.

[the_real_mccoy]

[McCoy backed up a step when the door opened and tried not to look scared. He wasn't. Much. He gave the man a sheepish smile and offered his arm.]


Ah hi. I mean hello. Are ya ready? Ya look awful handsome.