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More from Dark Necessities because I really don't know how to work on more than one WIP at a time.

Mobius thought back to the reels and how Loki had spent most of his childhood in the royal library of Asgard. He’d hide himself away behind stacks of books and study magic. When Thor’s friends found out and made fun of him for it he'd told them he was learning clever tricks he could use against them. And so he did. “Shall we get started then?” asked Loki, his voice hushed in reverence. “Yeah, let’s see if anything needs sorting,” he replied, equally quiet. At the far end of the room, Mobius found a table covered with files.

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This is from the upcoming chapter of Dark Necessities.

The dull green neon glow and the low humming of the salad vending machine always put Mobius into a sort of trance. He stood before it now, blinking lazily at the twenty or so identical plates for a good few minutes before he remembered he was supposed to insert his tokens into the machine.

Before he could do so, he sensed someone coming up behind him till they were close enough for him to feel their body heat.

“Good morning,” Loki spoke casually into his ear.

Then a hand snaked its way into his pants pocket. Mobius couldn’t help it when his breath hitched as the hand fumbled around, looking to grab a handful of… his tokens.

By the time he’d caught his breath, a robotic arm was depositing Loki’s salad into the retrieval slot.