l.odinson | Missive 001

[shiftedshape]

[Loki's having trouble sleeping. The turbulence has his heart racing and stomach dropping with every sudden motion, and while he knows the likely reason why, he's not about to admit it. And while the Navarch's offer of medication is kind, he's not so certain he wants to knock himself out entirely while he's paired with his current inmate.

So he's up. And tense. And looking for a distraction. Perhaps he's not alone.]

Is anyone else awake? I'm not one for pills, unfortunately, so I haven't managed a single wink. And now I am just terribly bored.

Who's up for a chat? We're all still fairly new here, after all. Can't hurt to share the basics with the group, yes?

For example: Why are you here? Or why do you *think* you're here, at any rate. That should get us through the rest of the night on its own, for some of you.

But I also have time to hear all about your tragic childhoods and major regrets, if you'd like. Might as well get started on graduations while we've got the extra time. And what better time for baring your soul during a bout of insomnia?

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c.fraser

[nineteenfortyfive]

You don't want to go first, Loki?

l.odinson

[shiftedshape]

I thought it impolite to go on about myself if nobody asked.

[A soft lie, perhaps, given he commissioned statues and plays about himself...]

But the short version is that I need to ensure that I go back to my reality with a means to keep it from getting horribly worse. I'm hoping my windfall will help with that. Possibly more than one, depending on what needs solving, I suppose.

And if anyone's going to be a good warden, it's someone who's graduated themselves, right? Hence the Navarch's invitation, I imagine.

[That's a lie. He certainly wants to do well, if only to make his own life easier, but he's also waiting for the Navarch to realize that the God of Lies was a poor choice for an authority figure. Any day now.]

text | jvolkhov

[saklas]

Your reality.

Oh, I can't WAIT for this. This is going to be such a complex roux of bullshit you're about to feed us. I've got Michelin star reviewers waiting on my text whenever you're ready to debut this fucking masterpiece.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Volk. Is that really necessary?

[saklas]

Is it necessary that I'm here instead of at home with my friends and my family and my job and my fucking apartment where I have all my stuff? Is that necessary?

[nineteenfortyfive]

You'll get there again.

[She honestly believes that. Even if he's already proving to be A Lot.]

Not every single soul on this ship is here to dish out "bullshit" or lie.

audio | jvolkhov

[saklas]

[Volk slams audio on so he can yell instead of typing. He sounds incredibly frayed.]

You're all telling me the same story and it isn't true!

[Anyone watching for flood effects won't feel them. Volk isn't lying, he's just mistaken: he believes what he's saying.]

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[nineteenfortyfive]

[There's a delay because Claire has to figure out how to switch this over to audio. Thanks, Ezio. Volk yells, but Claire remains at a steady level.]

To what end, Volk? There's no point in us all collectively trying to trick you.

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[saklas]

UGGGH, fuck me running - the burden of proof is on the person making the extraordinary claims.

I'm not dead, I don't deserve to be here, and there's no fucking reason we should be in outer space. I will say it as many times as I have to.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Yet here we are.

[saklas]

Sure. Right. Here we are, and in twenty years when one of us finds and exit they're going to figure out we've been in a bunker underneath someone's garden shed in Canvo and he's been telling the neighbors the screams are coming from his cats.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Claire feels mildly agitated. Maybe it's just residual annoyance from chatting with William...?]

That would be the hope. But I imagine every reality has a laundry list of problems, no? You might be here a while.

[shiftedshape]

Of course. But it is what I must do for the good for my people.

[It's definitely an approach, and he does want to save as many Asgardians as he can...but honestly he's more concerned about saving himself and Thor.]

A. Mercer

[lessandmorethanhuman]

[Okay, Alex is a little annoyed, and he's not entirely sure why yet. Everything Loki said made sense. Which was also a little troubling.]


So what's the longer version. Doesn't have to be the whole thing, just more than the 'short' version.

I'll even volunteer some info in return. I need to go back, so I can finish cleaning up some messes I made. Big messes, and while I started the work--I don't trust the military or black ops groups to clean them up and not make shit worse.

[shiftedshape]

Fair enough.

A madman attacked and killed what was left of my people after our planet was destroyed. Then he killed me, and left my brother to die drifting in space. He took a powerful artifact with him, which I have been told he used to follow through on his plan to eliminate half of all life in the universe.

I'd like to undo as much of all that as I can. Given the power and destruction involved, it seems unlikely a single deal would be enough.

[This is all technically true, but leaves out key details. Like how Loki worked for Thanos and handed the artifact over willingly.]

It's good that you recognize the damage you've done. That's a start, at least.

[lessandmorethanhuman]

The damage was kind of obvious, considering the military wanted to nuke Manhattan to stop the spread of the infection. I managed to stop that, and now I'm here.

[shiftedshape]

There's a morally complex situation if I ever heard one.

I think it speaks to your ability to make up for what you've done that you're here and the military idiots aren't, though.

[Not that he really has a leg to stand on in judging damage done to Manhattan in particular.]

[lessandmorethanhuman]

[Morally complex, especially if Loki keeps in mind what Alex has told him before about his situation.]


I mean, being here I'm dead. But I'll take that long shot chance at redemption-whatever that means--if it means I can go back and finish cleaning up the mess I made.

[shiftedshape]

I wish you luck with that.
Though it will likely take far more work than luck.

[lessandmorethanhuman]

I'm not afraid of hard work. I was kind of expecting this to be a bit more than the usual 'doing time for your crime' deal.