VIDEO. UN: LOKI

[selfimage]

[ the sound of the wind storm hollows dully against the cave walls. Loki's squidge, Bacon, can half be seen crawling in the confines of his tacky green jacket and over his knee from where he sits, sometimes ducking and squeaking when a particularly large gust hits. to keep it from screaming, Loki offers his fingers absently, which the little squidge pulls on with its pudgy arms before ducking low again. ]

Hello there, it seems like we'll be waiting this out for some time considering the weather-type circumstances. While we're all rotting away, etcetera etcetera, I thought we could amuse ourselves with a game. A little bit of team bonding funtimes, so to say. [ he twists a dark nailed hand in the air, gesturing. ]

Soo—oo ... it's called Two Truths and a Lie. How do you play? Glad you asked, it's simple! Give two true statements about yourself and add a lie to the mix, shake it up then toss it out there and see if your team members know you well enough to spot the lie.

Usually this is done with copious amounts of alcohol, but we're lacking at the moment. [ pause. ] But—ah—you could always enjoy the satisfaction of being right. It's not like we're doing much else.

NOTE | Feel free to threadjack if that's your thing!! :****

Comments

points and laughs

[winces]

I will just have to use my newfound detective reasoning skills!

CRIES ;;

[ofobedience]

I suppose so. Do you want to go again, or what? Perhaps you could practice your poker face whilst you're at it.

c:<

[winces]

[ she doesn't know if she can think up any more facts, in all honestly, but she is actually just happy he wants to keep playing... ;; she's so proud of you, giovanni... ]

I guess it can't hurt... Hm. You said no laughing, right? Do you have any other tips?

[ofobedience]

[He's tired and bored and this silly game does something to pass the time in a relatively non-taxing way, even if Olivia's sudden screeching did threaten to unsettle his squidge (who may or may not have a name...) for a moment there. So yes, here he is, playing along.]

I can't give too much away now, can I. It'd spoil the fun.

[For him. It'd spoil the fun for him.]

[winces]

[ she purses her lips together and puffs her cheeks out a little in disappointment. but ultimately she does understand where he's coming from... it's all strategy! ]

Fiiine... [ she sighs, glancing skyward as she thinks up more facts. ]

Okay! I've got it—

The first dance I've ever learned was the Ferox Foxstep. If I had to choose between a pegasus and a griffon, I'd ride a pegasus. Annnnd... I've only ever been to two continents! [ no laughter this time, but she does immediately purse her lips together to attempt a straight face. ]

[ofobedience]

[Sighs a little, shakes his head, but his lips are curled in a sharp little smile]

Better, I suppose. But you made a face. The last one is the lie.

[winces]

Oh darn it..!

[ SHE TRIED SO HARD.

but at least he's saying she's getting better?! ]

What was the face I made? It wasn't that obvious, was it? [ perhaps giovanni was just really perceptive...! ]

[ofobedience]

[Rather than give her a verbal response he copies the face she made on her final statement, then smiles his own sharp-edged smile. It'd been a fairly accurate imitation.]

[winces]

[ w-wow!!? ]

I-It can't have been that bad, can it..!?

[ofobedience]

[What fun!]

It was fairly pronounced.

[winces]

[ only for you?! ]

Shoot.. I don't know why it's so hard for me! I'm not usually such a terrible actress!

[ofobedience]

[Why Olivia, that's the best kind!]

An excess of innocence, perhaps. Some might call it naivety.

[winces]

[ she puffs up a bit a that, rustling. ]

N-Nobody ever calls anyone naive and means it in the nice way...

[ofobedience]

It is what it is.

[winces]

[ mean... ]

I'll keep working on it and get better, you'll see!

[ofobedience]

Don't go wearing yourself out, now.

[winces]

Don't worry, I'm a dancer — I have excellent stamina.

[ olivia that's not what he means?? ]

[ofobedience]

[He's not at all surprised that the remark passed over her head. He lets out a dry ha of amusement.]

Good luck.

[You're clearly going to need it.]