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!

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[regida]

[ there’s a pause as her eyes lower, considering the statement. maybe some would rather die in the name of freedom, like those trapped within the mountain who would sacrifice others in the name of breathing fresh air. a simple kind of freedom, that had come with a cost. she’s already told loki that she can’t help her with moral dilemmas since she thinks the choices she’s made, they haven’t been exactly at moral north. but she’d made them because she had prioritized survival, ensuring it. because it was the only thing that mattered, and she still thinks that holds true here. especially with raven and bellamy, their arrival to think about. ]

Survival is always the best option.

[ and if they did die here, it wouldn’t be with freedom, not with alastair hanging over their heads. if they all die in michel’s retribution manifested, it wouldn’t mean anything but that they were cogs in a huge trans-universal machine. parts of a bomb, that the organization assembled. ]

Can we really call ourselves wild cards, when we were put into place here?

[ a beat. ] I don’t think this is going to curb his rage. If he’s as powerful as his brother says, what’s stopping him from escaping?

[ maybe what she’s looking for is reassurance, that he’s not going to. ]

[selfimage]

[ survival has not always been the best option.

Loki gives Clarke a look akin to something said with a certain amount of naiveté. ("sweet summer child.) survival hadn't been something high on Loki's list, but survival had always come easier to her. it was that choice in surviving or not that was stripped from her: her death—her deaths—were never her own. ]

If we weren't, they wouldn't be using us. We changed Anwick, didn't we? For their purpose, but we did do it. If we didn't have a little bit of that chaos going for us, they'd have changed Anwick, themselves.

[ and then there's a noncommittal shrug. ]

Three gods containing one sorcerer? It's a bit of overkill. Even if he does escape I can track him. It's part of the whole reality manipulation thing.