Shoo, crow.

"Troubling."

"Definitely not - pleasant."

The crow hops away a bit.

"If someone's been messing with my head - I'll want to give Thor, Nausicaa, and Nausicaa's sister a heads up; they're all higher profile targets than me."

"Understandable. Do you mind if we tag along?"

"No. Not at all." She fidgets with a bit of hair, then takes out her phone - "I don't know if all at once or individually is better - Nausicaa and her sister should be together, and they're in this city - Thor's possibly on Asgard still, I'll need to check, but he's on Earth a lot too..."

"Start with the ones you know for sure first."

"Yeah." She starts typing - glances up at a noise - and stills, looking to the side, off at the birds.

"Something wrong with the corvids?"

"No, nothing's wrong - " She frowns, eyebrows pulling together.

"...Crows aren't native to Genosha. It's too warm."

"Perhaps we should move inside."

"Let's. My hotel room is - best, I think. It's near."

"Back to your room already? How forward."

She laughs. "I've always been that sort of girl."

She stands and starts walking. "I'm about two blocks away - small ones, at least - and I'll have more room for certain actions when I'm on land I can even tentatively claim. Rules of hospitality, mostly, but that'll keep out most intruders."

"Sounds convenient. What sort of intruders would not be kept out?"

"Magically powerful ones - though I'll have an easier time ejecting them than I would here - and anyone with a stronger claim to the land than me. Won't keep out the King, for instance."

"Hopefully we won't have to, then."

"That'd be quite the escalation, yeah."

She leads the way.

The hotel is rather nice - large and airy inside, with a garden courtyard and a tea shop. Loki's up a rather long ride in a glass elevator - she doesn't have a penthouse suite, but her suite is still quite high up, with a good view of the city and the bay and rainforest. It's four or five rooms, depending on how you divide up the living room and little kitchenette. There's a balcony through a set of sliding glass doors opposite the entrance. Loki leads them to sit in the living room - "Nowhere in here except the bathroom without windows, sadly. Since you're my guests - want anything to eat or drink?"

"Tea, if you have any."

"Lemonade?"

"I can do both. The lemonade has flavors but I bet you'll like it." Drinks can be served. Over her own cup of lemonade: "So, someone screwing with my head... And odd crows."

"What's the bet those two are unconnected?"

"Not a bet I'd take."

"Right. So, avenues of investigation and attack. Unless you have any neighbors you don't like, I won't be of much magical use."

"I might be more use, but my magic is slow and - finicky, at times."

"For now, I prefer all my neighbors with their insides where they are. For investigation - " She pauses, thinking.

And there's a tap-tap-ratta-tat at the balcony door.