[ Fully arrayed in his Asgardian gear, horns and all to contrast the casual pain of last night (as if all that armour will protect him now from making the same mistakes again), he slides over a black coffee and sips from a mug piled high with cream and marshmallows. He looks more like himself, the way he did in Nico's dreams, drawing confidence from it. Defiantly shiny and flashy for a god who prefers sneaking. ]
What are your plans for today?
[ He offers a gloved hand, fingertips waggling in invitation. ]
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[ Fully arrayed in his Asgardian gear, horns and all to contrast the casual pain of last night (as if all that armour will protect him now from making the same mistakes again), he slides over a black coffee and sips from a mug piled high with cream and marshmallows. He looks more like himself, the way he did in Nico's dreams, drawing confidence from it. Defiantly shiny and flashy for a god who prefers sneaking. ]
What are your plans for today?
[ He offers a gloved hand, fingertips waggling in invitation. ]