[accidental video/action]

[friggmagnet]

[Axl has learned early on upon arriving in the City that leaving ones device outside of the bedroom is a good safe bet. Which is why when the feed cracks to life it is to a view of Axl's bedroom door. It doesn't stay so uninteresting for long, as suddenly a very loud and very female voice comes from behind the locked door.

The door bangs open, and a very tall blonde woman in boxer briefs and a baggy t-shirt emerges, looking none to pleased.]

Zeb! It happened again!

[The new figures slumps against the wall dejectedly, until noticing the blinking light on the device and dives at it.]

Shit!

[A moment of scrambling, and the feed ends.]




[ooc: Axl is going to be stuck in his girl body for a bit, because I am cruel to him and it's something which canonically happens to him now and again. Any and all comments about how Axl is much hotter as a woman are actively encouraged.]

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[infernoandhearth]

Because you're Odin. And I'm Loki. And we're friends.

[friggmagnet]

Oh. Thanks, mate.

[infernoandhearth]

What size are you?

[friggmagnet]

Um... big?

[infernoandhearth]

I'll come by and check.

[friggmagnet]

Just keep your hands to yourself, eh.

[infernoandhearth]

I can only promise "mostly". I can't eye-measure, Axl. I'm not that good.

[friggmagnet]

[Crossing his arms now.]

Fine but make it quick.

[infernoandhearth]

[Grin. Video off. Door knock.]

[friggmagnet]

[Axl had tried to get dressed with what he had, but it turns now none of his jeans fit anymore (stupid curvy lady hips). He went for his one pair of track pants, cuffed at the bottom, and an over-sized sweatshirt.]

Hey man.

[infernoandhearth]

[Luke strolls in, and grins at her, amused that she's still slightly taller than him. It's difficult to get a sense of scale in videos.]

Hallo. You're still wearing a t-shirt under that sweater, right?

[friggmagnet]

Yeah. Why?

[infernoandhearth]

[A smile and a shrug.] Because you need to take off your sweater if you're looking for a proper measurement. Ideally, the shirt as well, but I'm being realistic.

[friggmagnet]

[Axl glares dagger at him but takes off the sweater anyway.]

Maybe this time it will be a lot shorter and I won't need to bother.

[infernoandhearth]

How long did it last last time?

[friggmagnet]

Like two days?

[infernoandhearth]

Are you intending on staying inside your flat for however long it takes?

[friggmagnet]

I dunno. Maybe?

[infernoandhearth]

[Shoulder pat.] You should have a bra anyway. Just in case you decide to leave. [A lopsided smile and then he takes pity, and as he sort of pulls a fire measuring tape out of one hand (which shortly turns to fabric), he swaps over to Chloe as well. It's less creepy if a lady is doing it, right? Right.] Alright, just...keep your arms slightly away from your body so I can get around.

[friggmagnet]

[He's still slouched dejectedly, but holds his arms out anyway.]

You make it look so easy.

[infernoandhearth]

[Luke sets off measuring in a way in which Marion would probably be proud. Secret god of fabric-craft ftw.]

I've been at it for thousands of years. And you're still sort of human. You'll get better at it. Until then, how do you fancy a pub crawl, tonight? You've really no idea of the sheer quantity of free drinks you can manage.

[friggmagnet]

I don't really feel like leaving the house.

[infernoandhearth]

Oh well. [Shrug.] Maybe later. I think you're looking at this entirely the wrong way, though. Most people don't know you're Axl. I'd take advantage of that, if I were you.

[friggmagnet]

Why wouldn't I want people to know I'm me?

[infernoandhearth]

Because then you can do things you wouldn't otherwise, with no detrimental outcome to yourself. Oh, Axl, I may not be able to teach you wisdom, but I can teach you trickery. You'll need that, to be Odin. You can put your sweater back on now, if you'd like.