st_ratagem | [Thor and Loki] catching up

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[Thor and Loki] catching up

The agreed-upon drinking together 'next week' had turned into more than two weeks of very little of Thor. It had been relaxing, more or less, but Loki had gotten used to his brother being underfoot on a regular basis. That he all but disappeared was... odd, for him, enough that the reminder of his promise to drink with Thor in hopes that 'maybe you'll be less cranky' had come as a relief. (Also a relief: the reminder had been about drinking, not about his promise to talk about the frog thing. Not that he wouldn't! Just that it wasn't something he looked forward to.)

As he had the last time, Loki just settled to wait for Thor to show up. Also like last time, he waited to see if Thor would actually knock or if he'd just appear; whether he translated an invitation as 'I don't have to knock'.

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"Should I be?"

"It's not a bad idea in general. At present I'm not up to anything." Loki paused, mock-considering as he downed more vodka, then amended his statement to, "I'm not up to anything unusual."

Thor tilts the mouth of his bottle towards Loki.

"If you're up to something usual, then you're up to no good." Thor gestures to his eyes, then gestures at Loki. "I've got my eye on you."

He cracks a smile at his usage of the word eye. If you're going to spend the rest of your days with one eye and one synthetic one, you might as well be good-humored about it.

"Oh, you think that worries me? You wouldn't even know what I'm not up to if I hadn't said anything." Yes, it was nonsense, but that was how conversations with Thor went sometimes. It was pleasant enough, especially as a method of shifting subjects a little to the side. "My plots guard themselves."

"Plots," Thor repeats. "I'd rather you be into scheming. Your plots get me in trouble. Schemes at least seem like they'd be harmless."

Or mostly-harmless. Thor's pretty sure Loki would find a way to make a scheme harmful.

"You'd be bored without trouble. This is me being helpful, brother." It usually wasn't, and there actually weren't any plots. At the moment. But it was never a bad idea to keep options open, in case something happened that he could claim was on purpose.

"I'm still plenty bored with you here," he points out. Not all the time, but there were definitely moments where Thor was restless and had nothing to do and was desperate for any sort of distraction.

"It's entirely possible that's all part of the plot." Who knew? It might be.

"Now you're just trying to annoy me."

And it's working.

He was. And it was working. "That doesn't sound like me. Are you sure?"

"I've been good tonight," Thor points out. "You should be nice to me."

“How am I not? Change the subject if you don’t like this one.” You should be nice really ought to have been answered with have you met me? But that was a boring argument.

"You're intentionally annoying me, for one." Maybe Loki wasn't, but he couldn't be sure. "But if we're going to change the subject, we really should talk about father."

And what better time than when they're drinking?

Oh good. Loki drained his bottle, set it on the table, then pulled out a second. "If we have to."

"I told you this already, but at the end of it all, he told us that he loved us," he says. Their father had never been one for sentiment, never been the sort of person to say things like I love you.

He'd said it before, but those occasions had been few and far between.

"I loved him too, but I'm still angry. Angry about him keeping all those secrets. About throwing Hela in hell. I think about how he cast me out, banished me and I wonder if he just gave up too easily."

Thor takes a long drink, then sets the bottle down.

"Or maybe not. She was wild, angry. Killed all the Valkyrie back when she was free. There might have legitimately been no way to stop her."

Thor had said it before, yes, and some sad little part of Loki still wanted to believe it. But most of him, the icy practical part still murmured he was talking to Thor and made things plural just for convenience. It wasn't out of character, the old man was as much a manipulator as Loki was. "Seeing as how you yourself told me you... we had to blow up Asgard to stop her in your past, I expect banishment was the light sentence for all concerned."

"Maybe," Thor says. "Father conquered the Nine Realms. Did I tell you that?" Thor can't remember right now. "Hela was at his side during that time. I can't help but feel he's responsible for how she turned out."

"I'd guessed as much based on how quickly rebellions started up when I relaxed Asgard's grip even a little." It had been almost startlingly easy, as all it had required was for Loki to do nothing. "Willing participants in a confederation don't start screaming 'freedom!' and shooting things as soon as one looks the other way. As to Hela... it's almost a shame we can't find out whether 'goddess of death' preceded the conquest or not."

Thor still disapproves of how Loki handles things, but he somehow manages to reign in his irritation at his brother for not taking the role of interim leader seriously.

Still, irritation registers in his voice, but it's not directed at Loki.

"If he didn't have anything to feel guilty about, he would have told us about her. He should have told us her before he just dissolved into Odinforce and left us to take care of the mess he left behind."

"Oh, Odin keeps secrets that he shouldn't, and said secrets ruin lives. What a surprise this is to me. I am shocked to my core." Loki rolled his eyes and took a drink. "From what you've told me, he specifically contructed that mess such that his future child would have to deal with it."

Thor looks over at Loki. "Future children," he says. "You referred to her as our sister back in my time. You helped as much as anyone in stopping her."

Like his brother, he takes another drink, leaving only a sip or two behind.

"Future child and future found-object art project, then." Loki waved a hand, then produced a third bottle, ready for when Thor needed it. "Semantics."

Thor looks at his brother, his expression equal parts bewildered and concerned.

"Is that really what you think of yourself?"

"I haven't used those particular words before, but you have to admit they're fairly accurate." Loki took another drink, carefully not paying attention to Thor's expression. All casual and normal here!

"None of us thought of you like that," Thor insists. "I've always thought of you as a brother, even when I didn't like the things you did."

That, perhaps, was putting it mildly.

Thor finishes the bottle and moves onto the next one.

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