futurology | DECEMBER 6TH | VIDEO

[ 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!

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Apparently he's doing the bidding of a god.

[ she looks back at Michel curiously now, as if her gaze had missed something the other times she had looked at him. ]

There's been quite a few spells—the most notable being the one that took out the sun, the second most notable being the one that he's going to use to summon something big, grumpy and powerful, most likely.

Blah blah blah, perfect world and all that ...

( when Loki is turned around, Hawke can't help but shake her head. right, a god. lovely how they often to tend to be so malevolent. )

...Do you happen to know where he learnt this magic? Because I think I know where this is going. And if he's really been consorting, then--well. Perfect world or whatever he's been promised by this 'god', he should be told it's all a lie. Maybe he'll be shocked into reason by the idea of being so obviously used. Appeal to his pride?

The text say something different—something about some monotheistic god named Ydite. Speaking to him suggests otherwise; there were legends hidden in the castle library. It's possible all goblins have an affinity for it. [ there's a noncommittal shrug on her end. ]

What makes you so certain it's a lie? Subjective, mostly. Perhaps he'll provide chocolate milkshakes and a full buffet for everyone, that's certainly "perfect world" worthy.

Hidden? Like behind a secret sliding bookcase? ( what a charming idea that is. she's always had a weakness for gothic romantic elements. )

Well that's just it, though, isn't it? It's a lie because I'm sure this god, Ydite, promised him something he doesn't plan on delivering. It never is. But I think you should ask him about it. What is his vision of a perfect world? Does it align at all with whatever legends were lurking about in the castle library? It could be that what he wants is more realistically attained through compromise, not consorting with the occult.

Hey, I take offense to the occult remark. [ being a god and all—why does everyone keep thinking that? ] It seems that ALASTAIR has different feelings toward the matter.

It wasn't Ydite, it was another. The god that's promising him the perfect world is someone different, lost in that legend; one he's not keen on naming upfront. We could just assume it's a lie, but somehow I doubt it, because we wouldn't be here.

You know how many worlds crazies like Michel run around? What makes this one so special for ALASTAIR to pay distinct attention to, even at the request of the King?

Unnatural, then? Whichever word best conveys a proper sense of, 'shit you shouldn't be messing with'. ( as if she's one to talk; really, though, what this is, is a healthy fear instilled in her by her father. meddling with powerful beings is a dark, though well-trodden, road.

what comes next, however, is new information. intriguing, and frightening in its implications, but she crosses her arms and considers it. then: ) Right. Does the legend say anything about the gods warring some 'barely remembered, only furtively hinted at' war? Before the dawn of man, who came under mysterious circumstances from the south, and cast the goblins out of their rightfully held land, and so on.

Many more than I can imagine, I'm sure. Though, far as I know, weren't we hired? Not that that means we have to do the job we supposedly were paid to do. Some employers are total arses.

No, it says more about the spirituality that was all the rage back then. The whole goblins being cast down seems like kinda sorta a new thing with that one goblin being singled out as a bad apple for presumably poisoning the queen and all.

[ but there's a shrug of her shoulders, and her head rolls to look at her. ]

The job we were supposedly paid for has to do with "taking care" of the goblins. You heard it from me. "Taking care."

[ her voice is hot. ]

A lot of it has become mythologised, surely, for really lazy propaganda, but, you know, I'd be willing to bet there's some truth to it if he's suddenly gotten the power to magic away the sun. Modern and ancient politics aside doesn't it seem like the goblin might be sitting on something dark? Regardless. I don't think they should be pushed into a corner where they might have to--well. They seem to have some options that humans don't if they were cornered.

( in turn she shrugs her shoulders because, as far she's concerned, all of that is besides the point anyway. people are going to fight and have prejudices--amazing. that's not something that they're going to be able to change, but, the job they were hired to do? that's something they definitely have the power to affect. )

Ah, that's the problem with euphemisms though, isn't it? It's so easy to take another meaning. There's more than one way to take care of something.

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