No, of course I'm not drunk. (For Loki/tr1ckortreat)

[hesperussword]

[Continued from here]

Beelzebub had finished his drink as Loki just passed out. He nearly slid off the chair and under the table. He eventually just tosses Loki over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and walks home.

Laying Loki on the lounge chair he heads to the nearby building. He has a few things to make in the forge. The pounding of hammer on metal probably wasn't going to be the best for the drunk god when he woke up. However, Beelzebub didn't think about this because he doesn't get hangovers.

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[tr1ckortreat]

Things weren't progressing as fast as Loki would have liked since even with such a strong constitution as his he still felt awful. The strong angel liquor had really done a number on him and he would bare more caution in the future when faced with such strong poison.

"Do not worry yourself. I will be fine soon. This--it's just temporary as we Asgardian's have strong--ah- constitutions."

Loki was not going to make a bigger fool of himself than he already had. Galahad could probably see through the obvious bravado but what could the god do? Bend over in agony and be seen by both men weak and suffering? No. He could not let that happen. Another gulp of tea and it slightly eased the dry throat and irritable stomach pains.

"The tea is helping, thank you."

[hesperussword]

Beelzebub shakes his head at Loki. "The hubris continues."

It was a matter of his own down to Earth style, and a part of his duties. He would let Galahad help and still might be convinced to help the god but the behavior wasn't influencing his previous ideas.

Beelzebub turns away from Loki and Galahad to play with the Fizzgigs, but he is listening.

[knightgallant]

It's good to hear that the tea is helping a little, at least. There isn't much else to do now, it seems, besides let Loki wait out his hangover.

"I haven't heard anyone in the Nexus mention Asgard before," Galahad starts conversationally. "Is that somewhere on your Earth?"

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"It is not on Earth but one of the Nine Realms. Asgard is a mighty kingdom with gold adorning even the pillars. Midgard, or Earth, pales in comparison."

Of course this was not Loki's true home but one he had been brought up into and had come to love since his mother had nursed him. Being left to die in Jotunnheim had caused the god to shun it's very existence and Asgard was where his heart truly lay.

"You have not heard Thor mention it?"

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Beelzebub has been half listening and half ignoring the conversation as more of the animals come to greet thier angelic master. "In my creation God burned down the Norse realms. Lucifer and I know a different Loki than this one. There are a number of Thors and Lokis in this place. I'm not sure all of them have the same world structure."

At least the annoyance has left the angel's voice.

[knightgallant]

"Aye," Galahad agrees with Beelzebub's comment. "I've only met your brother briefly, but there's no telling if he's the brother you have from your creation." He offers Loki an apologetic smile. "The other 'you' I met had blue skin, so even some of the men with your shared likeness are different to you.

It sounds like you have a great love of Asgard," the knight observes. "What made you decide to leave your home to spend time in the Nexus?"

[tr1ckortreat]

At the mention of the blue skinned version of himself Loki slightly winced at the visual image. Another version of himself existed within the Nexus that was Jotun? Surely, this version would choose to hide the monster side of himself? A large sigh erupted from Loki's lips as his head hurt far too much to think about alternate versions of himself right now.

"I do since it is the only place I can call home. Or used to. Now, the Nexus is my home."

He pressed a finger to his temple and took another gulp of soothing tea before continuing.

"I suppose I was fed up of being shunned and condemned for my actions. The real truth of the matter being that I escaped an eternal prison sentence back home on Asgard. After my failed invasion attempt on Midgard."

A throb to his temple and the god groaned softly. Galahad might as well know the truth.

[hesperussword]

Beelzebub's attention comes back to the conversation when it turns to condemned actions and prisons.

"Despite your arrogance you have something in common with us and the version of you that lives among us. Though we never tried an invasion we are shunned, condemned, and let ourselves free of our prisons."