DECEMBER 6TH | VIDEO | UN: LOKI

[selfimage]

[ 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

[officer]

Yet letting a dangerous man free to bring harm to more people is not always the best course of action.

[selfimage]

There's a wide, gaping gap between kill him and let him go. Impossible to cross. We'll need a bridge of some sort.

[officer]

Then how do you propose to contain a man who can make the sun disappear?

[selfimage]

Last time I checked there were quite a lot brains here. We don't need to settle on the obvious, it's ... uncouth! [ she chirps the words. ]

[officer]

[ He sighs. ]

We don't always have the luxury of elegant solutions to our problems.

[selfimage]

Then you and I will just have to agree to disagree. To me it just sounds, hm, well—lazy.

[ her voice clucks the word out, rolling to deliver the barb. ]

[officer]

[ The opinion of a stranger hardly matters to him. ]

And to me, allowing a dangerous man who's proven that he doesn't value the lives of others the opportunity to take more lives sounds foolish. If he kills again, we'll know who shares part of the blame.

[selfimage]

[ this is a familiar situation.

she leans forward a bit, dark lashes over green eyes. ]

Then, tell me, if we didn't take him, and he went on his cataclysmic rampage, would I have avoided blame all together? Or ... would that mean that you would share the blame as well?

[officer]

That depends if you were ignorant of his crimes and lacked the means to apprehend him or if you deliberately allowed him to go free knowing full well what he's done.

Had I done the former, yes, I would also share the blame.

[selfimage]

So ... [ she twists her dark nailed finger in the air. ] Then if we didn't capture him it would have been everyone's fault that knew of his crimes. Certainly there were enough of us to overwhelm him.

And because we did something about it, it makes it our fault.

[ then, mostly to herself. ]

I suppose that's the thanks we get for making sure people aren't dying.

[officer]

Regardless of the actions you take, you will never be thanked by all.

[ He's speaking from experience here. ]

Some will always blame you and cast you as the villain, despite your best intentions.

[selfimage]

[ there's a dramatic pause, and then she perks up.

casually: ] Ah, you sound like you have experience in the matter.

[officer]

[ Cullen's mouth twists into a small, bitter smile. ]

Quite a bit. And I've learned that such experience cannot be permitted to rule our choices or cripple our actions.

[selfimage]

This wasn't exactly done to play the hero ... nor do I regret it. There will be some people who'll be angry with me, but for now? Well, no one is dying.

[ she trails off, and then screws up her face. ]

It would just that a thanks would be nice once in a while.

[officer]

[ He's silent for a moment, considering that, then tips his chin down in a gesture meant to suggest a bow. ]

Then for that, my lady, I thank you.

[ The tone of his voice is genuine. Even though he'd rather just kill the bastard, he appreciates that the man's capture prevents more loss of life. ]

[selfimage]

[ there's a pause as she tries to digest the words, leaning her chin on her hand to glance over at him.

then there's the little hint of a smile. ]