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

[respired]

Relatively speaking, that is so. I am only just into adulthood.

[digophelia]

[ She has to hold back the urge to ask him how old an elf looks at her age. ]

Eighty in comparison to... a thousand, I suppose so, yes. Not many live to be that age where I come from.

[respired]

You are human, are you not? They are not known to live long.

[ Exactly the same, is what she'd look like. ]

[digophelia]

[ How cute, Alice is starting to puff up. She adds matter-of-factly: ]

I'm well aware, Mr. Koltira.

[respired]

Blood elves do not live long, either--not compared to our cousins.

[ He shakes his head--he isn't truly one of them anymore, either. ]

But I will go on in this state indefinitely. Until I am granted true death.

[digophelia]

[ Granted true death? ]

Does it bother you, Mr. Koltira?

[respired]

No more so than anything else. I will simply eventually trade one pain for another.

[digophelia]

Well, I would never wish death on someone undeserving of it.

[ She's already told him she thinks he's a good man. Honestly, the thought bothers her but she knows that he's in pain. ]

But I do wish that you do gain some sort of resolution, Mr. Koltira.