A fashionable walk.

[hwaaaitsme]

WHO: Character(s)
WHAT: Loki swans about and harasses his ex-girlfriend.
WHEN: Current.
WHERE: Hightown.
NOTES: Loki gonna be Loki.

Loki was not, in any sense, the sort of person who generally asked permission to do things. Whether he believed he was permitted to do them or not was irrelevant--frankly it was usually easier to ask for forgiveness. So, on this fine Bloomingtide day, when he found himself unable to tolerate the renovations to his estate any longer, he invited himself to Gwenaëlle's home and strode in like he owned the place.

He all sashayed into her drawing room, or whatever one called the room just past the foyer in the South, and sent a servant to both announce him and summon Gwenaëlle. He draped himself across one of her sofas, casually as he pleased, and snatched a book from the table to occupy him as the servants scurried forth. He assumed she was in and, honestly, even if she wasn't, this house was far quieter and easier to think in.

He would be staying a while, regardless of her presence, but the promise of it was preferable to being all alone.