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

[iomnic]

You are correct! I have no prize to award you, but victory is a reward in itself.

[winces]

[ she muffles most of her excitement behind her hands, but it's fairly clear to see it in her expression how delighted she is. ]

Oh — definitely! I don't need a tangible prize... It feels great just to win like this!

[iomnic]

[Olivia seems so pure. If only Zenyatta knew the truth.]

Now then... are you ready for round two?

[He's kidding.]

[winces]

[ WOW? ]

Oh! Is there a round two? I've never played this game before..!

[iomnic]

[That's how I feel too.]

Neither have I. But he did not say there could not be a round two.

[winces]

[ you're so rude? ]

Well.. if you wouldn't mind, I'd love to!

[iomnic]

[Only to you, it's a hobby of mine now.]

I will say two more truths, and one lie, and then I will guess from your own truths and lies.

[Hmmm...]

One, I am a pacifist. Two, I have spent many years in a monastery. Three, I am twenty years old.

[winces]

[ GET BETTER HOBBIES ]

Hmm... [ she thinks long and hard about this one. the first two seem to go hand in hand — if he's one, then perhaps the other as well? so the odd one out is the third... ]

Is the lie the third one?

[iomnic]

My apologies. But no.

[Does he sound a little smug? He's trying not to sound smug.]

[winces]

[ you're a robot, can you sound like anything else? ]

Oh, shoot...! I guess I'm worse at this than I thought...

Which one is it?

[iomnic]

[Wow, yes, he can. He can sound like all different things, jerk.]

I am not a pacifist.

[He'll fuck someone up if he has to.]

[winces]

[ you're right, he can definitely sound like a jerk. ]

Oh!

[ ... ]

Good... for you....

[iomnic]

[Rude, Zenyatta is pure.]

I do not mean to imply I am a fighter. I am not. Raising a hand with the intent of violence should be a last resort.

But pacifism comes with a cost. Where I am from, there is often conflict. I have thought about this for a long time, and have decided that defending those who need it is more important than claiming moral high ground.

[winces]

[ you aren't. ]

No... I understand that. [ olivia, herself, would rather take the paths that led to the least amount of violence... but she has lived among soldiers for a good amount of time, and even more than that in lands plagued by war. she knows the meaning of necessity.

she's rather relieved he wasn't here for the previous mission. ]

It's good of you to know as much about yourself, though.

[iomnic]

[ don't take your hate out on the innocent robot ]

I have spent years "finding myself." Trying to decipher the meanings and emotions, between action, cause, and personal choice.

I am glad, at least, it shows.

[winces]

[ ~how about i do anyway~ ]

Gosh... That sounds like it was quite the journey...!

[iomnic]

But a necessary one. It is... easy, to lose yourself to the idea that you have no control, or no meaning. Now, I know who and what I am. No one can tell me otherwise.

[winces]

[ she can't help but look at him in wonder. ]

How.. long did it take you?

[iomnic]

... Six or seven years, I believe?

[ Look, I've got a halfassed timeline to work with here, Lena. ]

[winces]

[ don't worry, i constantly live the lack-of-canon life. ]

Gosh, that's an awful long time... You must be very patient!

[iomnic]

Patience...

[iomnic]

[ ... ]

[iomnic]

... Is its own reward.

[winces]

[ honestly jean fuq u ]

Oh, I. I suppose that is true. [ yes, she's probably heard some feroxian version of that or something. ]