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[doeswhathewants]

I've oft heard lately that a frozen dessert, iced cream, is good for those who are ill. Well, there are so many of you ill, I thought to contribute to assisting in your recovery by making this iced cream much more .... available.

[He's sitting on the ledge of a building, looking down on the street, the NV is focused on the street as police cars swarm after their quarry. The transformation is near instantaneous- cars, then large blobs of ice cream with overly large bananas sticking out of them. Uniformed officials scramble stickily out of the mess, only to find themselves slipping on the discarded banana peels. Loki's soft laughter is heard as the NV focuses in more sharply on the mess below.]

One may thank me in tribute of Red Bull and the Eggs of Cadbury, please no virgin sacrifices, that gets awkward.

[Oops. Loki may have accidentally interfered in police business. The NV clicks off. All typically exempted people are exempt, of course, Loki would never forget about you. Also Stark, if he owns a car.]

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[safeguarded]

[Welp.]

When I heard everyone here had powers, I didn't really think turning things into ice cream qualified.

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[doeswhathewants]

Oh, I had that power long before coming here.

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[safeguarded]

Does it come in handy often?

[doeswhathewants]

When I feel like transforming something useless into something useful- or occasionally people- then yes. It does.

You are new to the Port of Sirens?

[safeguarded]

[A short pause. Suddenly, there's an underlying note of tension in his voice, though it's certainly carefully controlled.]

You turn people into food?

Yeah, just a few weeks now.

[doeswhathewants]

Well, I could. But I'd only do it to bad people.

[safeguarded]

I'm sure the police would prefer you didn't. Or turn their vehicles into dessert.