Fandom Island and Town

Loki had finally emerged from the depths of his apartment after being fairly certain that most people had already arrived on island and that classes had already started. No one needed their first exposure with this place to be him and his surly self.

Not that he was surly this morning. He was just his regular, snarky self. Regular setting. All systems go.

But, he was behind the desk this morning, feet up on the desk and tossing darts lazily at the dartboard. Even unfocused and lazy, most of his darts stayed right in or around the bullseye. He had skills. He thought about throwing a dart across the lobby into one of the far walls but all he needed was that bitchy cop (uh, the male one) to come down and threaten arrest again.

So, he threw darts until he got tired of that. The boredom only last a brief minute before he disappeared into his apartment, reappeared with a toaster and a box of Pop Tarts and had that toaster plugged in and set up, two Pop Tarts in and cooking.

Practice made perfect.

[MHA, she is open! Three vacancies! See the OOC note for a link to more information!]