Take Back The Night

[shifting]

Who: Merlotte's employees & EVERYBODY
When: Wednesday night
Where: Merlotte's
Summary: A night to mingle at Merlotte's~ Good food, good drink, good music and good people await.
Warnings: idk. This is just a MINGLE POST, full o' action tags. Tag around, baby, and thread-hopping is ~highly encouraged~ There will be bouncers at the door checking ages. Characters 17+ can buy drinks; characters 13-16 will be hand-stamped to show they can't purchase or drink alcohol; characters 12 and under will only be let in with a guardian.
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[There are drinks, roving spotlights and an all-girls punk band on stage called the "Rotgut Rockers" (and there are private rooms if any of the above start to irritate). Eat, drink, and enjoy the night, children of Siren's Port -

- Tonight, it's yours.]

Comments

[doeswhathewants]

Once this whole Core problem is solved, moving between universes ought not be so difficult. Ah! I imagine everyone would be able to keep in touch and visit.

[allucinator]

That's the plan, mate. And it sure would solve everybody's romance problems.

[doeswhathewants]

Ah- I'm fairly certain that is how worlds are destroyed and ancient prophecies of destruction are fulfilled.

[allucinator]

What, really? And I told you, I don't believe in prophecies.

[doeswhathewants]

Maybe.

Perhaps those things do not exist in your world, but the are quite constraining in my own, at times.

[allucinator]

[He scowls again, but waves a hand.]

Don't much matter. Oye, I had a question bout your powers, speakin' o' worlds. Theoretically, right, could you turn somebody-- me-- into a dog, but I could still keep me mind? And change back?

[doeswhathewants]

[Drums his fingers on the bar top, thoughtfully.] Oh yes, quite easily. There would still be instincts, of course- dog instincts.

[allucinator]

[He gives a little shrug.]

Easy. But . . . I mean--

[He looks nearly embarrassed.]

If it's too hard or somethin', I won't ask for it.

[doeswhathewants]

[Loki leaned in slightly across the bar, towards Jack] I'll tell you a secret, but you can't let anyone else know, okay?

[allucinator]

Go on.

[doeswhathewants]

Well- [He dropped his voice to a stage whisper and purposefully knocked over his drink.] I'm a god.

[With a twist of his hand, green light limned both the spilled drink and the cup, turning the spilled drink into a small white mouse and the cup into a green snake. The mouse fled a few feet down the bar before the snake struck, spearing the mouse on fangs, then swallowing him in gulps. With a fat lump stretching a section of muscle and scales, it slithered back over to stop in front of Loki and with another twist of his hand, a green spark of light, the cup with drink inside was before him again and no sign of the snake.] You see?

[allucinator]

[Jack blinks, fascinated (and, truthfully, a little intimidated) by the display. He's dumbfounded for a moment after Loki finishes-- but he rallies back.]

Prat. No need to make fun.

[doeswhathewants]

Just a bit of mischief. [A faint smile]

Now, why do you wish to become a dog? [And he was hoping that it wasn't for the purposes of licking himself.]

[allucinator]

[Hm hm hm. How to explain this without revealing Sirius' secret? Jack hesitates for only a second before answering.]

We got a lotta pets-- I told you about them, our children who ain't actually children. They're animals, yeah, but they're gettin' smarter cuz o' all the magic in the house, and they need somebody who can talk to em one on one. It'd be easier to manage em and help em if I was their shape.

[doeswhathewants]

[Loki tipped his head while he listened, resting his chin on his hands, elbows on the bar top]

Reasonable enough, I suppose.

[allucinator]

You wouldn't do that with your kids?

[doeswhathewants]

I do not need to. [He doesn't mention that they're probably all dead save Hela, anyway. Moodkiller and all.]

[allucinator]

Well, lucky you. So-- when? I mean, I get off my shift in about ten minutes, if you, you know, are up to it tonight.

[doeswhathewants]

I am. Ah- it might be a bit painful for you.

[Considers something else.] You might want to do this more than once if it is for your dog children, yes?

[allucinator]

I'm used to pain, believe me. But yeah. Is that possible?

[doeswhathewants]

Bone breaking, skin splitting, organ grinding pain?

[Purses his mouth] It is. I would need to experiment with a few things to ensure no ... ah- negative- side effects.

[allucinator]

Yes.

[He says it shortly, trying not to linger on it. Anyway, Loki's other words are far more interesting.]

Side-effects like what?

[doeswhathewants]

I see.

[Grins] Losing your mind to a dog-like one. Being unable to return back. Becoming a curse of some sort.

[allucinator]

[He snorts.]

Oh, well, let's work those out first, yeah. Is there anythin' I can do to help?

[doeswhathewants]

Blood. That might help ease the spell a bit, let me attune whatever object we shall use as an anchor further to your spirit.