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MHA Lobby, Tuesday

It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that the island was a lot fucking quieter this week. The radio pointed to most of the school (and some of the adults) being away on some sort of cruise. Even Biff, that fucker. It was almost like cosmic payback for making Biff fail at video games.

Loki had thought about bringing the game system out to pass the time but decided he wasn't really in the mood. He'd tried reading but it was boring. He'd even tried working but that was more boring than reading. Deciding that, if everyone else got a Spring Break, he wanted one to, Loki decided to just relax.

He turned off the main lobby lights, leaving the ~~Christmas~~ moods light on and hopped up onto the desk. He flicked the radio onto some sort of smooth jazz station (boring in most situations but nice for relaxation) and tucked his jacket under his head to use as a pillow.

Feet crossed at the ankle, Loki twisted to one side and reached into a drawer to get out a blue rubber ball which he proceeded to start tossing up into the air and catching it as it came down. He was truly a talented man.

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He's lazying it up like a mofo!

Daisy wasn't in any particular hurry to get to the station to do little more than either listen to complaints or complain herself about how quiet it was.

"Morning, Loki."

"Morning," he answered, pausing in his game of catch to glance over at her. "It's like a fucking ghost town. Feel like I woke up in some horror movie."

"Just wait," offered Daisy, grinning. "In a few days, maybe our humble karaoke band will become an orchestra."

"Yeah, right," he said, shaking his head. "Unless they start going fucking crazy and biting people to become zombies, they don't have for an orchestra. Zombie infestation. What a thing to wish upon us."

"At least it'd be something other than pining," said Daisy, hand over her heart. "Besides, it could be an interesting population influx; one of my favourite presenters at that Cop Convention a while back told me all about the benefits of recruiting zombies into the police force."

"Who the hell are you pining for?" Loki asked, snickering. "How are you left without anything to do that you choose to pine? Have you really fallen so far?"

"Biff," said Daisy. "I told him I would. Poor thing; never gets any attention and has to go off on some wretched cruise."

And she almost managed to say that with a straight face, too.

"Oh, fuck him, he gets plenty of attention," he said, shaking his head. "He left me here on an island all alone, with no one I like."

And he managed to get that out with a straight face and somber tone.

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"Poor you, too," simpered Daisy in genuine sympathy, really. "Although you know there's always Tino."

"It's not going to happen, dear," he said, shaking his head. "I think you just want to see me kiss another guy."

"Well," Daisy reasoned, "it'd sure beat sitting around waiting for zombies."

"You act like I can't entertain you otherwise," he said. "You want to see me makeout with someone else just so you're not bored. I'm so used. I thought you liked me for more than that."

"I do," said Daisy. "But you're the one saying you've been abandoned with no one you like around."

"You should know by now that I rarely mean what I say," he said, grinning easily. "Come on, you've known me a few months, now. And you know I like you. How are you doing? Enjoying the nice, quiet island? Need me to liven things up?"

"I told you how you could liven it up," said Daisy, archly, smirking back, "and you soundly rejected it. But that's okay. The quiet is kind of nice, but if you've any other ideas, I'd love to hear them."

"If you want to see me kiss another guy, wait till Biff comes back and I'll do that and more," he promised with a wink. "As for other ideas, nothing specific but I'll think of something before you have to go. I could always just show the fuck off and take you flying."

[I am so sorry for the scattershot of my pings. Work=FAILBOAT!]

That certainly quirked Daisy's eyebrow.

The flying bit. The former bit she pretty much took as a given.

Then she let out a long, slow whistle. "I'd have to trust a guy an awful lot for something like that," she noted.

"Well." He sat up on the counter, feet thumping against the front. "Do you trust me an awful fucking lot? It's a pretty big offer. I don't usually take people up."

"I can't imagine you do," said Daisy. "It'd be a little conspicuous. I'm not sure I feel entirely worthy of the honour, although I'll bet I'm pretty easy to carry."

"It's not really an honor anymore," he said and shrugged. "I mean, sure, if I was living in fucking Heaven, then yeah. But I live here. I'm sort of out of a fucking job. It's more fun than anything."

Daisy just looked at Loki a moment, shaking her head with a faint grin. "It'd definitely be something to help me get through work," she mused.

"I could hook you up with a solitaire game to get you through work," he teased. "I fucking hate that game."

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