DECEMBER 6TH | VIDEO | UN: LOKI

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[ While the jailbreak ends and everyone goes back to their lives as fugitives, three (four, including another one on another important mission) gods have put it upon themselves to have a kidnapping. There's the familiar face of Michel, placed unceremoniously upright on a stump, a paper bag over his head supporting a cheesy looking inked smiley. Loki, stepping back like she's adjusting a camera, waves a hand toward him in a long, lackadaisical motion. Let no one say that Loki didn't have a flair for dramatics. ]

We've got it in the bag, or so the mortals say. Ah—shall we do introductions?

Everyone! I present the leader of the Order of the Chimera himself, Mister Michel, straight from the slammer. With circumstances as they are, we thought it best that he didn't make a further mess of things. On the more unfortunate side, that makes all of us super double traitors, both to the crown and the Order ... [ jazz hands!!! ] To the least, the history books will name us resourceful ones. ... you know, if they don't erase of us entirely. It has to be something about the job description ...

[ She's not alone, both Thor and Ahad stand behind her, the darkly cloaked Thunderer with his arms folded and Ahad fingering a cigarillo. Loki straightens the lapels of her jacket and gives a long glance back at the two of them. ]

He's been kind of enough to answer a few of our questions, but it's been—ah, less than enlightening.

[ Which is when Thor move forward, arms loosening though his gaze remains hard on Michel. Or at least, his paper bag. ]

He speaks of his gods as if in conference with them. If they find the schism between peoples here unnatural then have them present a solution that is not blotting out the sun and throwing the realm under their care into chaos. [ A growl rumbles in the back of his throat as he paces to one side. ] He could not send a message, as he said, unless he were first a messenger. I would meet with these gods, if they live elsewhere than his excuses.

[ And likely demand they guide their people if things are so dire. Or introduce their faces to Mjolnir, at this rate, instead of letting one of a pair of brothers lapse into magic-fueled madness … not that Thor is personally touched by any of this, no. ]

[ Meanwhile, Ahad simply sighs, remaining in his position in the background. There's one further practical consideration, which he means to address. ]

If there are any useful questions from the rest of you, we can attempt to pose them.


NOTE | There's Thor, Ahad and Loki. If you want one specifically, please let us know. Also, feel free to have seen them at the jailbreak! They got in > got Michel > teleported out, but the three of them were there briefly. If you have any questions, please feel free to PM me!! xoxox!

Comments

[bougy]

A second option? Well, it's usually good to have a plan B. Even a plan C-Z. Not that it matters, though, given shit's rather nasty proclivity to happening.

( tell her about. she's familiar with the type: he likes to shove his manifesto in every single one of her books. )

[dailydouble]

Perhaps we can talk reason into him, but that is not something I count on. [ Possible, but not entirely probable. It would make for a neat ending, but the chance of that seems slim. ]

[bougy]

Right. Especially after he's been so indelicately handled. ( abducted, is what her tone says. she understands it's necessary but it really doesn't leave a good taste in her mouth. even the word is best avoided. ) Were you here with ALASTARIR's first wave of recruits?

[dailydouble]

His time as a prisoner of the crown was no more delicate. [ Rescue attempt? Second abduction? It's all the same to Ahad. ]

I was part of the first group.

[bougy]

Right, because we want to have the same kind of relationship with him. Good will is so overrated. ( don't mind her, sometimes she's acerbic even to the Void. as much good as it will do it at least feels nice. )

Since you've been here longer, tell me, what could you see the solution being? What does this world want?

[dailydouble]

I grow tired of being asked to show 'good will', when none is given in return.

What the world wants depends entirely on who you ask. Everyone wants something different.

[bougy]

Fair enough. ( she pauses a moment. ) Though the price of it is much less compared to what we may have to pay.

Maybe want isn't the best word, then. 'Needs'? What do they need to go for peace, assuming our role is supposed to be that of peacekeeper.

[dailydouble]

Which may be nothing. Predicting the future has never been one of my skills.

[ He'll sigh slightly, before continuing. It's not that he doesn't have an idea, but he doesn't feel it's his role to attempt to dictate what everyone should do. ] Open communication would be a place to begin.

[bougy]

( She frowns a bit at that. It never has been one of her strong suits either, and she knows it. ) Hmm. It's never wise to fear too much anyway, I guess.


I was thinking something similar. There must be some way to get the two sides to sit down and come to a compromise. I mean, I'm sure everyone can agree that they need the sun back. Whatever that means must happen to this--man. And he is currently in our 'custody'.

[dailydouble]

Whether they will agree on the method of restoration is another issue.

[ Ahad does wonder if killing Michel will reverse...whatever he's done. If nothing else, the King might suggest it. ]

[bougy]

Well, I think it would help the discussion if we actually knew how to restore it in the first place.

Which was the point of this, right? I mean, besides also keeping him from doing whatever else the angry voices in his head--god-inspired or not--are telling him to do. Though I imagine his brother is probably now pretty pissed off too, not that we were working with him or anything.