Manners Maketh Man Who: Loki and Higgs Where: Loki's Study What: Higgs drops in on Loki When: Shortly after Higgs' network post Rating: Low (Swears) Open: No Status: Finished
It didn't matter how nice he played with the crowd when he arrived in places, maybe it was just something about his personality, maybe it was just something about his aura. He'd dealt with a "Loki" before... But the audacity, the fucking -audacity- of this sneering "God"'s attempt to read his mind, look into his own strand and discern his grand plan.
All he had to do was fucking ask.
The sound was like lightning and a gunshot, Higgs appeared in Loki's study with a flash of crackling yellow-white electricity, his face concealed behind a golden skull-mask and the brim of his hood. A slowly growing pool of tar dripped out from under his feet.
"Well... well... well..." he began, his southern-drawl elongating each syllable with a discernible malice.