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[BECAUSE WHO THE HELL IS TOUCHING HIS BIKE???

The door to Crow's apartment slams open, revealing Crow himself, markings glowing faintly in the night. His normally retracted claws are extended, and an irrationally strong anger bubbles up within him. Crow yells-]

Hey! Hands off the bike!

[If Loki doesn't step away from the motorbike right now...]

WHO NEEDS TIME...

[godofnothingness]

[Oh hands are off alright!

Not to mention everything else. There is a dazed panda flopped on his back and on the ground, still holding the box and card. His ears are ringing, light clicks are 'singing', and boy is it a pathetic sight to see a tiny, somewhat glowing (thank you mountain) red panda on the ground.]

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[Crow lets his door bang shut behind him as he goes to investigate. What the heck, did an animal get into his bike. No, normal animals don't glow. Crow reaches over to grab at the red panda, intending to pick Loki up by an arm.]

Who are you? What were you trying with my bike, huh?

[Crow's glowing purple markings contrast sharply with the darkness of night.]

[godofnothingness]

AUGHHHHH... [Annnnd shit-] Oi! Easy mate, that shit could be breakable you know-! [Tiny paws scramble to cling to the boxes while one is grabbed by Crow, and the panda looks up with a frown.] And it's not like I could figure out where you lived mate, where the fuck else do I put your presents?!

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[Okay so while he doesn't know the panda, Crow sure as hell recognises the voice. Crow lets go of Loki's paw, dropping him, before raising the ridge over one of his eyes in a fascimile of a human arching their eyebrow.]

Loki, yeah? Why the hell would you get me a present?

[They'd only met once!]

[godofnothingness]

AUGH-

[HEY That's a long fall for this size!

At least the gift is okay though.] Well I figure we know each other right? That's how the Christmas thing is supposed to work isn't it?

[Once + Likely Passing for a mountain expedition is not generally grounds for christmas kid!]

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[Uh. Crow's bemused by all this.]

I guess? Christmas is more of a romantic holiday where I'm from.

[Crow grins cheekily.]

I think you're a bit too young for me.

[godofnothingness]

What, are you serious?! [He looks almost distraught--well at least until jokes come into things.] Huh! If anything it's the other way around mate--I'm at least as old as the planet itself you know!

Never figured the event for pure romance though, with all those 'santa and kids' tales I heard through Purgatory...

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[Crow arches one of the ridges above his eyes. Is Loki pulling his leg or something? Because he sure looks like the opposite of an old fart.]

There's still Santa giving presents to kids and stuff I guess. But...

[Crow shrugs.]

...It's not like I got any when I was little. We didn't really celebrate it back home.

[Crow walks over to the boxes.]

So, are all of these for me? Or just one?

[godofnothingness]

[acts it too] Huh. Well, can't say it was big where I was myself...mostly I was busy dealing with angels and the like--wasn't anyone around to give a present to if I wanted mate!

[He laughs--a well placed cloak on something that still stings even now--and holds the box up; there's a card on it, with a curiously hand-drawn likeness of the bird form that Crow held a few weeks earlier, when the other looks.

Everything else...] Yep! All yours mate!

[The stuffed toy is in one box--the other, more personalized gift, is in a second one.]

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[Crow accepts the box, actually a little touched by the gift. He never really... expects anything in return for anything. And the card's cute... though the hand drawn picture sends a pang of longing through him. How long has it been since he's seen his kids...? There's a bit of a wistful look in his eyes, before he turns his attention to the box.

His throat's tight when he speaks, the words come out a little choked.]

...Thanks, Loki. Am I supposed to open this right now?

[godofnothingness]

Ahhh... [The question thankfully takes him off guard enough that he misses the choke--and he brings a paw to his chin in thought.] Shite, I don't even know any more.

Half of everyone opened them right there, the others went and shoved them under a tree... ...I suppose in the end it's up to you mate!

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[Crow grins, back to his usual smile.]

I hate waiting.

[Crow tucks the box under an arm, the card held in his hand with care.]

Do you want to come in? I've got food if you want something before you head off.

[godofnothingness]

[FOOD?? THE MAGIC WORDS.

As quickly as the offer is made, the panda releases travel form, a 7 foot gangling mess of werebear standing in its place.] Offering anything in particular mate?

[Really he's just happy about food.]

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[Wow okay he was not expecting suddenly tall. Crow looks up... and up......]

Uh.

[What does he have in the kitchen right now anyway? Oh who's he kidding.]

I've got leftover soup in the fridge. Or I could cook noodles if you prefer that.

[godofnothingness]

[Bears, man. Grinning continues even at the sound of (just) soup, though it falters a bit on noodles.]

...That take much time, mate? [He's never had those...]

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[Weird reaction to noodles. Crow shrugs, before turning and opening the door, light from inside flooding out onto the street.]

Less than half an hour.

[It'd take even less time if he had instant noodles, but unfortunately those haven't been invented yet.]

Come on.

[The inside of Crow's apartment is sparse, to say the least. Other than the necessities, there isn't a lot in there to personalise the place and make it feel lived in, rather than a place to stay. If Crow wanted to leave, there would be very few belongings to pack.

But at least it's tidy.]

[godofnothingness]

[SIGN HIM UP! It's a shame about the instant ones, but he follows rather eagerly, his tail swishing somewhat as he ducks under the door frame.] So this is where you went huh, [he finds himself muttering aloud.] Looks to me like you haven't been here too long either, huh.

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A couple o' weeks, give or take.

[Food first, gift unwrapping later. Crow makes a bee-line for the kitchen, putting the boxed gift onto the table there. A pair of wooden chairs are tucked away by the table.

Crow rummages in the pantry for the noodles, pulling out a packet before going back to the stove and filling up a saucepan with water.]

You picky about the kinda meat you eat?

[godofnothingness]

Huh! No wonder tracking down even your bike was a pain, [he mutters.] At least I know now...

Er...no preference really; I sort of go after whatever.

[...Not to mention his lawbringing route takes him through the soup kitchen. Sooooo...]

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Good, 'cause I don't actually have any meat in the fridge.

[These days, Crow prefers to catch his fish fresh.

Crow turns on the heating element, adding a pinch of salt to the saucepan of water before ducking back to the fridge and pulling out a carton of eggs and a bunch of vegetables.]

So what's the deal with you being as old as the planet? Because if that's actually true, you uh. [The ridge above one of Crow's eyes rises] Aged really well.

[godofnothingness]

If there's none there why ask though?

[That just feels misleading. BUT ANYWAY.]

That? Yeah, it's true-comes with being a god, mate, or even half of one.

I might've skipped a few centuries trying to get away from the other half though.

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[So he knows what to have on hand next time!]

A god?

[Crow's regarding Loki warily, attention away from the stove while he waits for the water to boil. He's not even bothering to hide his misgivings.]

What kinda god we talking here?

[godofnothingness]

The powerless kind?

[That is not what he was asking, Loki.] I said 'half' for a reason mate; the one I was half of gave everything he could to humanity, so they could control their destinies.

So if you ask me, I'd say the god of Chaos and Free Will.

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[Well, Crow can get behind Free Will.]

Thanks, I guess.

[Crow extends one of his claws, using it to puncture the packet of noodles before pulling it apart.]

How's it feel? Being brought down to our level.