VIDEO. UN: LOKI

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[ 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

[heelies]

[His expression turns sharply as it strikes him what she means to imply.]

Curb your tongue, woman - speak not such vile slander against my father, nor against eminent Chiron.

[cachemoney]

[She doesn't care too much. His reaction actually just makes her smile a little obnoxiously.]

I'm just saying! You can infer a lot of stuff in all that flowery language.

[heelies]

[He's just gonna stay angry. He finds that it relaxes him.]

Only one with an appetite for gossip would find scandal where there is none, and such is an unbecoming quality in a woman.

[cachemoney]

Okay, well, I wasn't trying to be "becoming," so. That's fine.

[heelies]

[Here is a woman cut from the same cloth as the daughter of Jolanda, thinks he as he finds himself of two minds. Not so very long ago he might have chosen his instincts and berated her for such an attitude, but he now pauses and finds his way back to the matter which is most salient in his heart.]

Nevertheless I expect an apology for these rude words you have spoken in jest against my father Peleus and Chiron who too I revere as a father.

[cachemoney]

[Fiona doesn't take well to being told what to do, but she's sort of taken aback by the way he's phrasing this. Not because he's talking all fancy-like, but because he's a) acknowledging it was a joke, and b) expressing that it hurt his feelings. Instead of just bitching about it. It's kind of refreshing.]

Yeahhh... alright. My bad, I shouldn't be a dick like that. I apologize.

[heelies]

[For his part he seems rather surprised that she complies with his wishes: where he had expected her temperament would clash with his, it seems there arises a tentative peace. Thus he accepts it.]

Very well - since you come to me with these words of contrition, I shall forgive your slander and excuse your rude manner.

[Yet still he manages to sound like a pompous ass.]

[cachemoney]

[YEAH... he sure does. Fiona squints a little.]

Right. Uh, thanks? I'll try to keep the slander to a minimum.

[Protip: she will not.]