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

[whereismypie]

Wh—

[ there's a brief moment of searching for his words — no way he's saying something stupid like "yeah i'm worried", but really, it's just fleeting moment oh crap, got caught caring. it's gone soon enough. ]

Kinda. Finding like-minded people to work with ain't as simple as all that. Would hate to have to start again from scratch.

[selfimage]

[ tsk tsk tsk tsk. a raise of her brows shows just how much she believes that. ]

You remember who I am, right?

[whereismypie]

[ avoidance is the best course of action. ]

Mhmm. What about it?

[selfimage]

The tricksy part.

[ there's a pause and her smile gets wicked. ]

Not the tits.

[whereismypie]

[ Dean boggles for a moment (while he clears his head from the mental image of bare-chested lady Loki) then puts his face in his hands. ]

...

Jesus Christ, Loki. Thanks for sending us both to awkward city.

[selfimage]

Oh, please—you're the only one making this awkward for yourself. I'm not awkward. I'm perfectly fine.

You're not imagining me naked, are you?

[ because he didn't just finish getting that mental image out of his head. a knowing smile twists on her lips. ]

Perv.

[whereismypie]

I am not imagining you naked [ lies, utter lies. ]

God, it's almost like you're doing it on purpose. Which you probably are.

...

And you're callin' me a perv.

[selfimage]

[ Loki takes the moment to look at her nails. ]

Let me say that whatever it is that you're imagining, that it's much better than that in person. [ she flicks the nail of her forefinger against her thumb and looks up at him with a sly grin. ] Perv.

Regardless of that, I'm Loki, this is what I do.

[whereismypie]

Now you're just being a dick. Which you're gonna be getting back, I assume, at some point — wow, I did not need that mental image— [ this part is entirely directed at himself, not at Loki ] and you [ now THIS is for Loki ] are not helping. Jeez.

...

So, this Michel guy. He say anything good yet?

[selfimage]

Mm ... [ dark lashes fall over her bright eyes, a little smile curling on her lips. ] No matter what, I'm always myself.

[ she leaves it at that, letting Dean take whatever he wants from that. there's a little bit of a pssh in it, as if changing genders is more surprising than inter-dimensional travel. ]

Nothing much more than that, so I suppose it depends on your definition of good. Maybe it's what he hasn't said that's important.

[whereismypie]

So you keep saying, Loki. So you keep saying.

[ you know, Dean comes from a world where these priorities are deeply messed up. changing genders is totes as confusing as inter-dimensional travel even though god knows he should know better. ]

That's more than likely, especially if he's not saying anything. All I'm saying is that it would be nice if he could turn the sun back on.

[selfimage]

Because you're a bit bad at listening.

[ she says, lightly enough that it's not an insult. ]

He's rather adamant on the whole sun thing, isn't he? It seems that some sort of deity is involved. One that hasn't exactly come to say hello. It's a little off-putting. I'm sure that whomever it is won't really take the whole "bag and gag your follower" very well.

[whereismypie]

[ well, she is not wrong. ]

...

You were hoping to lure them in by pissing them off?

[ jesus christ, Loki. what a plan. ]

[selfimage]

[ Loki tips her head, her fingers coming up to play with a few curls of hair. ]

That's one scenario.

[whereismypie]

[ Dean raises his eyebrows, waiting for the rest. there is, of course, a rest, isn't there? he definitely assumes there is and that Loki is definitely/i> sharing said rest with him. ]

...

How many scenarios d'you have stored in that godly head of yours?

[selfimage]

Enough. I go with the flow, but that doesn't mean I don't have any idea where the flow will take me.

[whereismypie]

[ Dean raises an eyebrow, half-amused, half-unsure. ]

I should hope you do — can't you godly types see the future, or something?

[selfimage]

Norns—Moirai—the Fates do that.

Don't you know anything about Norse mythology?

[whereismypie]

Moi— what?

No, I'm not the family nerd, that would be Sam—

[ a jarring pause. well, he didn't mean to mention Sam, but some habits are just that hard to break. he swallows and continues, seemingly nonchalant (but really not) ]

My brother was the mythology nerd. I'm just the muscle. So no, Norse mythology ain't really my thing.

[selfimage]

[ luckily (or unluckily) for Dean, Loki doesn't press, but files it away somewhere into the back of her mind. she keeps it for a better time, perhaps some way of tossing him up in the future if she needs a card to play. ]

The Norns tell the fate of the gods, and the gods can't stop it. Some find comfort in it, others feel it defies their free will. If there is a future to tell, then it would be exactly that, wouldn't it?

[whereismypie]

[ das rude tho ]

...

Fate. That word keeps coming up in ... pretty much everything about you, you know.

And prophecies can blow me anyway.

[selfimage]

Your boner doesn't exactly subvert the system.

[ she just ignores the first part. it's not something that she wants to dive into on a public network post standing in front of a self-proclaimed sorcerous terrorist. ]

[whereismypie]

[ fair enough, and Dean won't press it.

public networks, fff, more like Big Brother Is Watching amirite ]

Nope. But it will certainly give me the motivation to do something about it.