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

[selfimage]

Oh, yes, actually you happen to be in luck. I'm one of the prime time judges on the cheery guy award.

[ she rotates a dark nailed finger, pointing at him. ]

[perma_banned]

What gives ya' that kinda authority?

[For the most part, Ban didn't quite know what they were joking about.]

[selfimage]

I suppose the question should be what ever gives anyone any kind of authority?

Is that a little too wax philosophical?

[perma_banned]

Anythin' philosophical's bound to put me to sleeeep, lady~.

[He wished they would just get back to talking about hurting the guy with the sack over his head.]

Can't be too much to ask for a little credit. I'm way too lively a guy to waste around boring cage games with hostages, though.

[selfimage]

You're such a lively guy that I'd imagine that a few minutes with you would be enough torture to entice the spilling of the guts—figuratively, of course.

[ it's a light-hearted jab, but a curious one. ]

[perma_banned]

Heh! Or, the guy would just puke his brains out from anger~.

[A light hearted jab at his own expense wasn't out of the question.]

I inspire that kinda reaction in people.

[selfimage]

To the pleasure of many.

[ she says dryly. there are quite a few people who've outright told her to kill Michel. ]

Not the barfing part. That's pretty gross.

[perma_banned]

Seems like it don't matter to me if the guy's kidnapped unless you get results from havin' him close by~.

[But, even Ban knew that there were bad times to kidnap people. When someone penned just the right secret inside, torture and imprisonment could lock those secrets deep down where pain couldn't reach them and fear only protected them.]

Couuuurse, it's too late to think about 'what if's now, huh~?

[selfimage]

You know the mortal saying: results may vary.

[ perhaps they'd be face to face with an unhappy Order soon, or even an unhappy King, but Loki was never too concerned about playing sides. it depended on how badly they needed Michel to see this through. ]

[perma_banned]

Mortal...?

[There was an idle hike of Ban's brows. Loki didn't look like a fairy or a giant, but maybe he hadn't met very big fairies or small giants in his time.]

Never heard that saying, though.

[selfimage]

[ the nine realm's smallest frost giant tbh. or biggest fairy. both???

right on the money, ban. ]

It means that it doesn't look the same as it does on TV, despite what commercialism has taught us.