#clxakoflevitation

[zaelot]

@clxakoflevitation

[ ⚜ ]  — “The DARKNESS arises, as the sun goes.”

[ancientisms]

"Sleep is for the weak."

Sharing a Bed Starters // Accepting

“Levi,” she moans, shaking her head and trying to hide her exhaustion. “Do settle down.”

[infitixlis-a]

@clxakoflevitation

“When you are more than a piece of fabric then you can keep talking to me.”

[shadesofdistortion]

Levi was a touch frustrated with the way in with the demigod spoke about Stephen. Eventually pulling away because no, that was not the case at all! In a matter of moments the cloak had vanished, only to be replaced with a bright red haired man. "No no no! You misunderstand me! Master Strange is not careless at all!"

Loki let out a small shout of surprise as an unfamiliar figure appeared before his very eyes, and instinctively, he summoned a dagger as he quickly stepped back. Needless to say, the god did not take well to surprises. “Who are you, and where have you come from?” 

[shadesofdistortion]

The cloak remains settled on Loki's shoulder as he speaks, however the last wuestionnmakes them pull away, shaking the fabric quickly. No! That wasn't the case at all! He just liked going for a wander everyone often.

“Ah,” he remarks, a somewhat entertained smile upon his face. “So they are simply careless with their possessions. I must remember that, lest I give them some object of importance and they proceed to lose it.” Whoever this cloak’s maker was had to be young, or inexperienced at the least, and the more he thought of what they may be like, the more curious he became. 

[shadesofdistortion]

The cloak studies the new map that's pulled out, fabric tracing a route until it spots the sanctum and settles There, lightly patting the paper. That was their home.

Loki couldn’t help how he gasped with surprise and excitement. They were mere blocks away from a potential new ally. Did SHIELD know of them? Or were they hiding away like himself, flying under their radar? He was curious no doubt. “That at least explains how you’re in this city, though it still does not tell me how you ended up running amok on the street. Is your maker not fond of you?” 

[shadesofdistortion]

The cloak listened to Loki's question and watches as he rolled out the map. Lifting up one of their edges their pointed towards the New York Sanctorium. Doctor Stephen Strange lived there.

Eyes went slightly wide at the knowledge that not only was the cloak’s maker within the same country, but the very same city. “Can you be any more specific?” Putting away the world map, he pulled out one of the city. How many blocks away was he from another so powerful sorcerer? He must know, and he must meet them. 

[shadesofdistortion]

The cloak listens to them and doesn't move for a few moments before returning to Loki, settling back on their shoulders. They briefly debated changing into their human form, but decided against it. No need to give them a fright. Not now anyway

Waiting, he let out a soft sigh of contentment as heavy cloth settled upon him once more. “Awfully nice cloak, to be affiliating with strangers...” he commented as he headed to the kitchen, running his hand over fine fabric. It was durable, but soft, and quite obviously crafted by a skilled magician. Trying to find more information, he summoned a world map, and rolled it out over the kitchen counter. “Where does your maker reside?” Hopefully, it would be able to indicate.