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[mini-matantei.livejournal.com]

David walks in, a large, leather-bound copy of Paradise Lost in his hands. He takes a look around, obviously hoping to see someone, before sighing tiredly and settling down by the couches to read.

[ooc: another Loki-trick for David, but wander over into the fun and watch me flail. Loki's not the only one hoping he gets it right...]

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[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

I'm not a professional, Asar-Suti admits, and then he kisses 'David' again, as David and Asar-Suti alone in a booth, and no kisses for almost five minutes - that's more unlikely and suspicious than any amount of Ilsas and white tigers.

[mini-matantei.livejournal.com]

David kisses him back, as that is indeed true.

Yes, well, I do take pride in my work, you know.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

And I in mine, but my work is different; it's magic, these days, and there's nothing wrong with my magic, Asar-Suti answers, coming up for air from the kissing.

He rubs the tip of his nose against 'David's' and feels a bit strange.

[mini-matantei.livejournal.com]

Shall we continue this another time...as promised before? When I'm back to being me, perhaps?

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Fluidly, Asar-Suti stands; he kisses 'David' once more, deeply, in goodbye.

Yes, please - this is weird, he thinks, while saying aloud, "I'll take the book along, and we can continue from it the next time," before walking away.

Loki, yes please. David, yes please!! Loki in David-shape - neither, and so confusing.

At least Blais isn't likely to think much about Asar-Suti's shape-shifting, being the one the ex-Dark God occasionally sleeps with in a shape other than his own. Apart from the fact where Asar-Suti has no shape that is, essentially and truly, his own. Only the one people got used to most. He wonders which shape Loki the god regards as his own, or whether it's the transformation itself that defines him.