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

[hideyourself]

[...]

huh

say, are you a fan of fate?

forgive me if that's a trite thing to ask

[selfimage]

Ask me that again after you've bought me a drink.
Hm- and I suppose also after we figure out just what to do with this fellow.

[ that was a deep, gaping pit of a personal subject that she didn't want to touch publicly. Loki at fate had a very precarious relationship, one propped up on weak foundation and defiance that turned to fury. fate decided to take her by the shoulder and steer her in a direction that she had fought tooth and nail against, and she had already decided not to go quietly. ]

[hideyourself]

sounds like a fun time! i'll keep it in mind. ♪♫

[hah. hit a nerve, or just some passion? no telling from one re-direction. the beer was practically free at the local taverns, but maybe proper introductions were necessary, first.]

[in any case-- I suppose- the next text arrived without apparent hesitation:]

if he won't bring back the sun on his own, tie him up in the middle of nowhere and get his brother to reverse the spell in exchange for his location.

that's what i'd do, anyway.

but i'm not the one who caught him, so...

[selfimage]

I'm sure his brother will come calling sooner rather than later. ;)

[ Glee had taken him off to another corner, after he had asked for protection. it did make Loki wonder a bit—ah, another question, perhaps? ]

Though it's one of those relationships where I have to wonder how relieved his brother would be if he actually lost him. Like LOST lost.
He was pretty shaken up.

But then again if we let him loose, he goes about his cataclysmic-type plans to summon the big whatever to fulfill his motivations.
Ah-
Actually ..........

Give me 5. :)

[hideyourself]

let me an addendum: if he won't reverse the spell, permanently bag him

[not... as in a body bag. as in the handy-dandy paper bag with its creative(?) face, which Hideyoshi assumed through years of video gaming rather than practical application blocked the man's powers.]

[oh, but. idea? five minute idea?]

[...]

[at thirty seconds:]

????

don't leave a fella hanging!!

[selfimage]

[ she leaves him hanging for six whole minutes before she returns. (well, six minutes and forty-three seconds, which makes it closer to seven minutes.) sweet time is taken, and she relays the message just as Michel said it. ]

"To a perfect world."

[hideyourself]

[a quick,]

?

[appears over which question exactly that was an answer for, but then Hideyoshi took a moment to evaluate any question that could be an answer to, and he sends his next message without pause or remorse.]

seal him

[selfimage]

Get what you were looking for?

[ it's a curious question, casual. she's dealt with this type before, and she's also dealt with a lot of other types. the whole thing doesn't really seem to faze her. ]

[hideyourself]

i don't know if i'd trust the word of someone who heard that and didn't make a decision

[...]

so what did you decide?

[selfimage]

Luckily for me I'm not exactly trustworthy in the first place.

[ and she means that. while there were instances she wanted the trusts of others, this is one where she cared little about it. getting something done, making sure it went accordingly, that was more important. ]

As far as what I decided-
Well, that has more to do with buying time than it does Michel's ideals.

[hideyourself]

[maybe he worded that too politely... adjusting over text could be such a pain.]

[speaking of pragmatism:]

how long will that binding spell last?

or, more importantly: how much more do you think you could draw on it before he'd try to break your fingers?

[selfimage]

[ that gets an amused look. between Loki, Thor and Ahad, the three of them are fairly confident on their ability to contain Michel. there is a part of her that hopes the Order catches wind and comes after them, it'll at least make this entire thing more challenging than boring. ]

I was thinking about pushing my luck by adding a handlebar mustache and an eyepatch.
Yet I appreciate the concern for my fingers.

[hideyourself]

[would it make it more challenging... Michel was top dog, or so the grapevine ran.]

[but, then again, if a battle were to come about, Hide honestly hoped to be there. he didn't have a clue about the three's powers in action, but it would certainly be a sight to see nonetheless.]

worst comes to worst, you could always use your toes.

in the meantime, i respect that you're waiting for a consensus, but are you also taking suggestions for drawings? a big nose and monocle would add to it so much, just saying.

[selfimage]

I wanted to put him in festive mortal X-Mas garb, but alas, I was told that it would just antagonize him too much.
It's a shame, he'd look far more approachable in a Yuletide sweater.

[ there's an implied sigh here. ]

I suppose a monocle will have to do.
"Approachable" can be replaced with "dapper."