[open] I could just hear them now, 'how could you let us down?'

[icasm]

WHO: Loki and anyone who is around
WHAT: Loki arrives and connects, reconnects, sleeps, causes problems, etc.
WHEN: last two weeks of Firstfall, first two weeks of
WHERE: The Gallows & Kirkwall
NOTES: nothing yet, will update as needed

∞ : an arrival, more or less : open to all : the Gallows infirmary

The return to Thedas is wholly unpleasant, as far as returns that don't involve time-skipping go.

Instead of returning as he'd left, or as he was, back in whatever reality his consciousness was split(‽) from only to spit him newly out of the Fade and smack dab on his ass, surrounded by demons, in the nearby wilds of the Planasene Forest, Loki reacquired consciousness dressed as he had been the first time the Loom fell and the TVA with it — including his TVA work suit, peacoat, and a copy of OB's "bestseller" The TVA Handbook in his pocket.

He did not arrive armed at all, and an attempt to summon his daggers, a sword, anything only had him frowning at his empty hands as volunteers from Riftwatch fan out in a half circle around him. Someone tosses him a short sword with a yell that he'll have to help defend the group; of course he will, what else would be expected? That he would just cry, curl in on himself, give up?

As appealing as that short list of options was? No.

The short sword will do, for now.

He falls asleep in the cart taking him back to the Gallows more than once. Is only woken up each time when someone grasps his shoulder and shakes roughly - no amount of calling his name or gentle treatment appears to make it through the heavy fog of intermittent narcoleptic catching up to massive amounts of sleep debt. He spends the next five days more or less asleep on a bed in a corner of the infirmary until he manages to remain awake through an entire meal... without anyone speaking to him directly the entire time.

For, you see, the moment anyone turns their back to him or isn't engaging him in conversation, he tends to doze off nearly immediately. But at least he is given clearance to leave the infirmary and take up room elsewhere in the Gallows, seeing as how he's apparently not actively ill or appears a health and safety risk to others; he's just, as he keeps telling whomever may ask, rather tired.



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Loki's arms are up on his knees because that's just the only option he's got aside from putting his feet all over her cushions and taking up entirely too many of them to be polite. You can take the boy out of the court but you can't take the knowledge of how to be a good and pleasant guest or host out of the boy, or however that saying goes. When he hears the cat he raises his eyebrows and tilts a little to see if he can spot it before he's distracted by her speaking to him again, but... no dice.

No cat yet.

"I do, yes," he confirms, nodding, before taking a breath to weigh his answers to Gwenaëlle's query. "I've signed up with Research. I know that's unlikely to cover the breadth of your question, but... there is a war on, here. Still. And I care much less for the idea of attempting to convince anyone of anything about me. I'd like to be useful for as long as I'm alive here, and my body demands I sleep most of the time otherwise." He shrugs. He's tired, that much Gwenaëlle can probably spot; there are shadows under his eyes and he seems less possessed of manic energy overall than she might remember.

"That's about all I'm doing with myself."