The parade was raring, the sounds echoing throughout the city, bold colors and designs of participants costumes and larger displays breathing life into everything. Loki craved to join in, but he'd signed up for a job on the sidelines, where he'd had a good view of the passing action and faces while also putting a nice scheme into motion. Why? Partly because he was still trying not to catch attention until he knew there weren't old faces lurking in wait to imprison or kill him, but... mainly because it was so insufferably hot he felt like he was going to sweat his own shape away. Stupid, wretched, cursed frost giant blood!
Loki had a stand among the rest of the vendors, nestled into a nice spot later in the parade route where he knew other people would be hungry and thirsty after all the walking around and in this heat. The food here wasn't for the weak of heart and bland of tongue. And Loki wasn't selling it! Loki was selling a wide range of dipping sauces to drown out shocking tastes, mild candies to suck on and rid your mouth of those tastes, and heavily iced drinks to help swallow the food with and cool down. He was fully ready to take advantage of other's regrets.
He had several fans pointed at him, was wearing a crop top and shorts, had a big sun hat, and was using a bag of ice as a head-pillow as he half laid back in a lounge chair. There was an extra option among the other product listings (most of them high in cost) that simply offered an extra seat and a chance to sit in his fan-zone for ten minutes to escape the summer weather.
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The parade was raring, the sounds echoing throughout the city, bold colors and designs of participants costumes and larger displays breathing life into everything. Loki craved to join in, but he'd signed up for a job on the sidelines, where he'd had a good view of the passing action and faces while also putting a nice scheme into motion. Why? Partly because he was still trying not to catch attention until he knew there weren't old faces lurking in wait to imprison or kill him, but... mainly because it was so insufferably hot he felt like he was going to sweat his own shape away. Stupid, wretched, cursed frost giant blood!
Loki had a stand among the rest of the vendors, nestled into a nice spot later in the parade route where he knew other people would be hungry and thirsty after all the walking around and in this heat. The food here wasn't for the weak of heart and bland of tongue. And Loki wasn't selling it! Loki was selling a wide range of dipping sauces to drown out shocking tastes, mild candies to suck on and rid your mouth of those tastes, and heavily iced drinks to help swallow the food with and cool down. He was fully ready to take advantage of other's regrets.
He had several fans pointed at him, was wearing a crop top and shorts, had a big sun hat, and was using a bag of ice as a head-pillow as he half laid back in a lounge chair. There was an extra option among the other product listings (most of them high in cost) that simply offered an extra seat and a chance to sit in his fan-zone for ten minutes to escape the summer weather.