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jgob, tuesday afternoon

After his class earlier, Flick really needed to get outside. He hated the feeling like the world was caving in on him, hated that heavy weight sitting on his chest, making it almost impossible to breathe. He'd had panic attacks before and he'd gotten familiar enough with the signs that he knew how to stave them off for the most part. His preventative actions didn't always work but this time, they had.

He didn't care that it was hot. He needed to be outside. And he didn't want to slink around in alleyways right now. So, he'd taken a seat at one of the tables outside of the bakery and calmed himself down. Once that was down, he leaned back and naturally started to scope out the people passing him by. His eyes darted to purses, backpacks, and pockets that were a little too full to just be carrying a set of keys.

He'd done enough stealing the other night on the mainland to get another set of clothes, at least, but he couldn't help falling back into old habits. His father wanted him to hide but he hadn't said disappear. Besides, this was a talent that didn't hurt anyone. For the most part.

Flick hadn't moved though. He was just waiting for the right moment, the right person before he decided if he was going to snatch and go.

[Open. He's not going to steal anything, unless you want him to, of course]

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Loki had a great hunger for pastry. This translated to him arriving at J,GoB in order to purchase a dozen donuts. And then pause at a table in order to take a picture for his twitter followers.

Because that was perfectly normal, thank you.

It was only after he'd uploaded the picture that he noticed a new student and waved at them. Well. He was assuming they were a student at least.

Well, that was cute. The waving, Flick meant. He didn't tend to get waved at even by people he knew. More likely than not, they were glaring at him or studying him. Not waving.

He didn't even know if he should wave back so he kept his hands on the table. "Hello. Taking pictures of food?"

Awww, it was like Loki when dealing with Asgardians who were not his brother!

"Oh yes," he said, turning to phone to show his twitter feed. "Food is nearly as popular as adorable animals dressed up in costume."

Thorgi would forever be his crowning glory on Tumblr.

He'd been pretty isolated for awhile but at last he knew what he was looking at when Loki showed him his phone. Didn't hold the same entertainment for Flick as it did Loki but to teach his own.

"Why?" he had to ask. "People that bored that looking at food on a website is enough to keep their attention for a few seconds?"

"They are bored of many things," Loki admitted. "I fear the people of Midgard are a fickle lot who will soon grow bored of even that. Until then, though, I have almost as many followers as the official Avengers account."

That was actually a scary thought.

"I am Loki, by the way."

"Flick," he said before adding, "And I understood like five words of what you just said. Lemme guess, you're lumped in with the strange weirdness that Sparkle told me about."

Flick thought himself pretty smart but he still had no idea what Loki had really just said.

Loki gave him a sympathetic nod. "It is something you become used to, I am told."

He came already used to this sort of thing, after all.

"That's what I've heard," he said, leaning back and giving Loki's phone a casual look. It was the thief side of his mind at work, cataloging what type of phone it was, how much he could get for it, and who it could be sold to.

It didn't stop even on a weird island.

"I'm hoping not to be here too long that I get used to it. I don't need to get comfortable."

"It is a nice place," Loki said, following the direction of his eyes before offering it over should he wish to examine it. You never knew if people were from a, gasp, pre-cell phone era.

Dark ages.

That...didn't happen often and it almost took the fun out of things. But, Flick took the phone so he could give it a more thorough look. Maybe it wasn't even worth taking. It could be prepaid or something like that.

"How long you been here?" he asked absently.

It was Starktech, purchased with gold won in a poker match with dwarves.

His was a special life.

"Well over a year," he replied. "I found mine brother here as well. So, there are many, ah, perks of the island."

"You found your brother here?" Flick asked, actually getting a little more interested in the conversation now. "You didn't know he was here?"

"Oh, he is not really my brother. He has a Loki of his own just as i have a Thor of mine own too. But a little matter of divergent timelines does not stop familial obligation or affection."

Yeah.

Flick blinked.

That was about the only outward reaction he had to that mess of information that Loki had just dropped on him. This place...yeah, this place. That was about all he had.

He glanced down at the phone again. "And the thought of there being two of you out there doesn't bother you?"

It would bother the fuck out of him.

"...no? Should it?" he asked carefully.

Flick gave his shoulders a shrug. Apparently, Loki didn't mind it. And Flick hoped to never be in the situation where he'd get to see how he felt.

"Not if it doesn't, no," he said, flipping the phone over and giving the the casing a better look. "I kinda hope there's not another me out there. I like being special."

"Ah, yes. You may always run into those who know your look, but not you."

Just ask the Jensen Ackles twins over at Luke's.

"Okay."

Flick rubbed his cheek with his free hand and laughed a bit because it was that or let himself go crazier.

"Explain that."

"Some people look as though they are twins, despite not knowing each other or even being from the same place. You become used to that as well."

Liiiiiies.

"So, someone might show up here with my face but with no relation to me?"

Flick was going to kill his father. He didn't need Lucian Mandel's evidence to do that. Not anymore.

"It is possible!" Bucky Barnes, you're on warning.

"And you're not just fucking with the new guy?" Flick asked. He'd been hazed before, he figured it could happen again. And if it was hazing, well, he wouldn't be responsible for his actions.

Even if Loki was more powerful than he was. He'd still try.

"If I were to haze you, I would simply suggest that the last thing you would ever wish to do is hunt a gremlin."

Loki. Loki, no.

Flick raised an eyebrow at that. It didn't matter that he didn't know what a gremlin was, he still wasn't going to even give that a try. There were challenges he'd take and challenges he'd laugh off.

"You expect that to work?" Flick asked, amused. "Suggest I don't do that in the hopes that I will, right?"

Loki only smiled at that. "I would make my brother very cross were I to get up to any mischief beyond that in good humor."

Might have had something to do with trying to destroy planets. That was neither here nor there.

"Those foolish enough to fall for it, deserve to be bitten."

"Have people actually fallen for it?" Flick asked because really. Was anyone that curious about a damn gremlin?

"I would say people fall for it all the time." Because of him? No.

"Then, they're stupid," he said bluntly. "Or masochists. Or both. And if you're telling me the truth, I'm gonna worry about the IQ of this place."

Loki responded by offering over a donut for that. "You become used to it."

"And toy with them just for your amusement?" Flick asked, taking the donut and passing the phone back to him. He'd find someone else's phone to steal.

He had a though that Loki would have definitely been one of the Wolves if he'd been in Mandel.

"That would be rude." That was a yes.

"Yeah, forgive me if I'm wrong -- "

Because he knew he wasn't.

" -- but you don't seem like the type who cares if you're rude or not. Just a vibe I'm getting."

"I am very polite when politeness suits me!" Loki objected.

"And how often does it suit you?" Flick had to wonder.

"It would depend upon who I am speaking," Loki replied after a moment's thought. "I am a god, but I am a young god still."

"You're a god?" Flick repeated dubiously. "Okay, I'll humor you on this one but why would a god, young or not, be going to high school? Don't gods have better things to do?"

Obviously Loki didn't.

"No? As long as no threat stands against Thor, I have no designs upon this plane. I rather like it here. Have you tried pizza yet?"

Yeah, he was definitely a teenager.

"No."

Flick couldn't get a really good read on Loki which he supposed was all the same considering he was some kind of god or something. He wasn't sure if he believed that was true or if he believed Loki was just a few cards short of a deck. Not that he should talk about that either...

"But, I've had pizza before. It's pretty much all the same for me. You the younger brother or the older?"

Curiosity.

"I am the younger at the moment, but my elder self was of a similar age as Thor."

"And you're here to protect your brother, huh?"

Flick leaned back in his chair, hands in his lap and a blank expression on his face. He didn't care that much about Loki's familiar situation but there were similarities in his own life that were rearing their head.

Of course.

Loki cocked his head to the side, watching him for a moment. "Should he need it. He is... a good man. Good men cannot always do what must be done. Nor should they."

He ought to know. He'd forced Thor to do some terrible things. Kinslaying chief among them.

"Admirable," Flick said though he couldn't keep the bitterness out of his voice. It wasn't you, Loki, don't worry.

This was going to lead to another panic attack. He could just feel it. He was never that lucky to avoid them completely.

"I'm sure that'll work out just fine for you," he said, reverting back to his dubious tone. "If not, you definitely have career in food photography waiting for you."

"We all have our roles to play," Loki replied not unkindly. "I hope you find this island to your liking. And perhaps try more of the food. They make these puffs of cheese that are the best I have ever tasted. And they turn your hands orange."

"You need a better hobby," Flick said, shaking his head, "but thanks for the kind advice."

About cheese puffs. How helpful!

"I'll take it into consideration."

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