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[doeswhathewants]

[He's sitting on a cement retaining wall, legs dangling over the edge, a makeshift card table done out of milk crates and a box on the sidewalk below. The phone is propped up on something beside him, filming as Serrure flips through the deck of cards he was just conning people with.]

I don't know why people become so angry over losing. Spoiler alert- it is a trait you mortals share with gods and demons alike.

Or perhaps it is not the losing I do not understand, but the insistence upon returning to lose again after being so frustrated the first time.

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[doeswhathewants]

He is a clown. And he also does crystal meth. Though I've no idea what that is. [He probably is.]

[mortemscintilla]

He doesn't sound like a clown I'd want near children.

[ Li's advice: Sell drugs. Don't use them. Remember Scarface. ]

[doeswhathewants]

Why? [Li, you're not a good role model. JUST SAY NO.]

[mortemscintilla]

[ Pft. Li also advises: sell a child or woman, if you must sell anything at all. 8-grams of coke and meth-rocks run out. A human being, you can sell over and over. ]

Do you, um, not know about the harmful effects of crystal meth?

[ HE THOUGHT YOU WERE A STREET KID!! ]

[doeswhathewants]

I never dallied in drugs. Only cards and theft. [Pft. A Parisian street kid. More with the singing and adorable Oliver Twist shenanigans rather than stinky and drug dealing.]

[mortemscintilla]

So the exposure to theft never put you in contact with drug dealers? Other shady people? [ That is so rosy and romantic. Hei's child-self would gag 8( ]

[doeswhathewants]

An adorable and witty young child on his own? Perish the thought. I avoided them quite readily lest I ended up sold into some sundry child sex ring.

Likely there was some subconscious protection from my ah... Aesir magical godly self. [Haters gun' hate.]

[mortemscintilla]

[ Hate is a strong word. But Disbelievers Gonna Disbelieve hasn't the same ring to it. ]

That explains it. [ ~~Magic~~ ] You're luckier than you might realize.

[doeswhathewants]

Oh, I've no doubt how lucky I am. Not only having been a child on my own, but also a god in mortal trappings. There were many in my world that might have figure that out and used it for their own nefarious means.

[mortemscintilla]

People might do that here, too. [ Especially if others from Hei's world were here. ] But at least you have superpowered adults looking out for you.

[doeswhathewants]

Not that I am incapable of looking after myself, of course. [A grin.] And Sif, yes. She is quite fearsome.

[mortemscintilla]

Of course. [ With a big firm nod. ] Um...Sif? [ Playing dumb. As if he already isn't in the habit of spying on every supernatural being on the Network. ]

[doeswhathewants]

Goddess of War.

She is training me to be a great warrior like my brother.

[mortemscintilla]

Is she brawny and huge and scary?

[doeswhathewants]

Rather pretty, actually.

[mortemscintilla]

Oh.

[ AWKWARD AWKWARD. ]

I guess not everyone needs to look like an Amazon to beat people up. [ Case in point: Li. ]

[doeswhathewants]

The most deadly are often the least suspecting. [Smile.]

[mortemscintilla]

That's true. [ Smile, smile. ] But sometimes, what you see is what you get. [ Sometimes... ]

[doeswhathewants]

Those are usually the outwardly formidable ones, I should think.

Like my brother.

[mortemscintilla]

Is he really as fearsome as that?