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!! :****

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[backthatup]

Why not?

A man who has the words God of War upon him should attempt to be friends with one known as Deathweaver. It only makes sense.

[respired]

[ He raises an eyebrow. ]

And are you a god of war?

[backthatup]

Figuratively speaking, I suppose I am.

[respired]

[ Well, so long as it's not literal. Then we'd have problems. He relaxes slightly. ]

You do look built for battle.

[backthatup]

Thank you.

The one who designed and gave me this body is really the one to thank, though.

[respired]

Ah.

[ He had been thinking Genji was an automaton ... not uncommon in Azeroth, though he's never seen one quite like this man. ]

Then--you are human?

[backthatup]

Yes.

My soul and heart is.

[respired]

[ He frowns, and just says the first word that comes to mind. ]

A chimera of some kind? Stuck between flesh and metal.

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[backthatup]

[ A moment of silence before some laughter. Less ... easy and light as before. ]

Yes, stuck between flesh and metal.

[backthatup]

[ He shakes off the feeling as easily as it creeped up, and says just as much for Koltira as himself. ]

But I am okay with what I am.

[respired]

[ He 'hmns' in his throat. ]

Certain races of my world were once formed entirely of stone, and turned only to flesh after the rise of the old gods. It was a curse, meant to weaken them, make them susceptible to influence and death.

[ In other words, flesh isn't all it's cracked up to be.

Koltira's way of trying to be comforting. ]

[backthatup]

Even if it makes them more susceptible, it also makes them stronger because they're weaker, right? Because if the weakest person can fight against it, doesn't it give everyone else strength?

[respired]

[ He laughs--a terrible, guttural, echoing noise, though it is genuine. ]

That is an optimistic view.

[backthatup]

Some optimism isn't bad, is it?

[ And he laughs in return. Ah, that sort of laugh that Koltira has -- well, he shouldn't knock someone else's laugh when his own sounds like it goes through an autotuner. ]

[respired]

It is not an emotion I can easily grasp. Not anymore.

[ He ain't bovvered by that laugh. It's significantly more charming than his own. Then again, so is literally everything about Genji. ]

[backthatup]

Well, you're still alive now, right?

Why not try to say some optimistic things from time to time? The feeling may rub off a little...

[respired]

[ He raises an eyebrow. ]

I exist. I am not alive.

[backthatup]

Isn't that a bit foolish to think like that?

[respired]

No. It is only the truth.

[backthatup]

You are here and you are making small and large differences to worlds.

I would call that being alive.

[respired]

No. It is existing.

[ He sounds frustrated; his temper frays. He shakes his head, scowling. ]

Enough. I have lost patience with this. Let me alone.

[ HE OUT. ]