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@liethim-blog
sup guys sorry for dipping in activity ayy i’ve got a few irl things happening that are taking up a bit of time but i hope to be back on track with things very soon and then probably post a relationship call thingy! hope yall are having a good week!
hexsworn:
* . ❛ LOKI LAUFEYSON ! ❜ ⋰ @liethim
THE BLUNT EDGE OF TEETH COMES DOWN UPON GNAWED NAILS ! To think her beloved grimoire had been taken from her so suddenly infuriated the mage to no end. Instead clasped violently in trembling hands was was a tome of definitions completely lacking any form of substance. A groan of discontent escapes her GRITTED jaw the sound of which alerts another to her palpable annoyance. Violet eyes fix into a glare her stance suddenly becoming rigid and defensive.
❛ What are you looking at ? ❜
to witness such a lady clasping so desperately at her... dictionary, now that was a sight to see. he found himself eyeing the scene in its entirety; from how she glanced to and then fro, to how her nails served as her only vice thus far... perhaps he almost pitied it, for all the humour it drew. “ i’m well aware of this island’s lack of sustenance, “ he approaches, every tail and flaying cloth of his tailored self shifting as he does, “ but surely nails are about as filling as air. “ he gestures to the bitten ends, how they’d make for better short claws than digestible meals. “ forgive me. “ he smiles, lifting his own hands to offer peace, surrender. “ i’m hardly in the habit of rushing to one’s aid, but you looked quite utterly, well, lost, by yourself. “ charming.
crimedynamics:
The dandy old Servant took his sips, careful not to get the foam into his mustache. Then he took a deep breath, enjoying the aroma in the air and the chaotic energy they both radiated.
“ALWAYS, ALWAYS. HMM… THE CHAOS WON’T DISAPPEAR COMPLETELY BY THE FACTOR OF THEIR OWN POWERS AND IDIOCY, BUT LARGE-SCALE EVENTS LIKE THESE ARE RARE. TO APPRECIATE IT, YOU NEED A CERTAIN VIEW ON LIFE! AND FORESIGHT. IT’S MORE FUN THIS WAY.”
Which common people lacked. How they went about without plans nor the evil of anarchy, just existing as if according to a law that they had to- that was appalling. Boring too.
“BY THE WAY, WHO DO I HAVE TO THANK FOR THIS ENRICHING CONVERSATION AND DRINK? NOT TO FORGET MY OWN MANNERS, I AM PROFESSOR MORIARTY. ”
he nods in agreement, how wonderful it is to find someone as discourse-orientated as he in such a place. the experience is amusing to say the least. “ forgive me, i ought to have introduced myself beforehand-- i am loki of asgard, god of mischief. “ of course, he does not need to assert such a title, but the opportunity lends its way to him when barrelling towards them appears an assortment of blood-splattered citizens, clutching at their knives with varying expression of fear etched upon their faces.
without skipping a beat, the jade-clad god lifts a hand to disturb the scene, reducing a nearby wall into, well, nothing. it is there one second and then gone the next. but what lies upon the other side is not a clear blue sky, but rather the head of a roaming monster; four-winged and mighty. it bellows and begins charging after the group of survivors, galloping past the two seated men, and chasing the group off into the distance.
“ illusions. “ he shurgs. “ i’ve quite missed them... “ he takes another sip of his drink. “ as you can see, my namesake speaks plainly enough. “ another smile; he cannot help himself today. “ do you have a focused study, professor? “
crimedynamics:
“OH, OF COURSE! THANK YOU! FINALLY SOMEONE WHO KNOWS HOW TO TREAT YOUR SENIOR CITIZENS! THEY SHOULD AWARD YOU A PRICE OR SOMETHING.“
So he reached with his greedy fingers for the cup, his expression having made a comeback to life. The warmth could be felt through his gloves, it looked good and freshly brewed. Like the grin under his mustache showed, he was all-around satisfied, his ever annoying nagging brought to a temporary stop. And besides, who’d question a sudden coffee from such a shady looking fella?
Not this professor!
“NOTHING LIKE COFFEE IN LIKE-MINDED COMPANY. KIDS RUNNING AROUND GETTING RID OF ALL THAT CHAOS, IT’S LIKE THEY’RE DYING TO RETURN TO BOREDOM. A LITTLE CHAOS NEVER HURT ANYONE! WELL, MAYBE SOMEONE. BUT NO ONE I CARED ABOUT. SAME FOR YOU?”
the in and out return and then disappearance of magic could be likened to the coming and going of a train; it came so incredibly fast that only that roaring within your ears serves as any reminder that the train was there at all. well, his abilities came and went, passing by but not too quickly that he missed the chance to revel in them somewhat. he smiles as he takes his seat beside the man, arms upon his knees as he leans over and looks across at the scenes ahead.
“ it’s as though you read my mind. “ hah, he should be so lucky. or...unlucky? who can truly tell. “ now i hardly expect anyone besides myself-- “ he does not bring to light the alter who may feel exactly the same as he in these rather chaotic times, “--to make light of the dangers around here, but a little perspective would suit the majority, i assume. “
he takes a sip of his tea. “ what are the odds that once the dust has settled, which i can certainly assume it shall, this island will establish some form or order, more or less? “ another sip. “ it’s logical, is it not? after the war, the people rebuild, or something like that. “
crimedynamics:
“DON’T THEY SERVE ANY COFFEE AT THESE SAFE POINTS?“
Of course everyone’s busy fighting and hell’s breaking loose, but how has that ever stopped him from whining before? So he’s just swinging his feet sitting on some rubble and doing just that.
“ allow me. “ let the self-named saviours fight it out, for the god of mischief hears your cry of desperation and conjures for the pair of them a warm beverage each ( for himself, a preferable tea, of course ) before offering it to the seated strangers. “ may i join you? this whole heroic endeavour of the masses is far beyond any of my interests. “
mischiefreagent:
@liethim –
“Now, little Loki, I want you to pay as much attention as your elder is due,” said Loki.
In front of them, barreling down the street with a way that caused the ground to suffer a minor quake with every throw of its hind legs, a massive, gryphon-like beast. Where are the two Lokis? At the end of the street it’s rushing down, naturally. Our Loki was nonplussed to the fact, even as he had to right himself when his boots threatened to slip on the broken asphalt.
“This is what,” Loki started to say, shifting on his heel to bring out Laevateinn and point it in the direction of the tumbling beast. Reaching back and out, he threw the blade with all his godly might, “a proper sword can do!”
Laevateinn flew. It flew hard, fast; ‘tis only a glimpse of time until…
Loki’s face fell. His eyes were bulging.
The beast had caught Laevateinn in its jaws, running for them without so much as a smidgen of lost speed.
“…”
Loki smiled to the other, pointing at the current situation as one might bespoke an interesting turn of events in a sports game.
“One moment.”
Then he started to run—and he was running for it. In an instant they met, Loki jumping, Loki reaching onto the handle of Laevateinn, Loki shouting runes of their old tongue as he twisted the hilt and shunt the hard edge of the crimson blade down to the gullet of the beast, the beast collapsing in flames of green chaos-fire that ate it from the inside and out. Loki, to his credit, sat in front of the now very-much-decapitated beast, smiling as he did, covered head to toe with dark, ghastly beast-blood. Laevateinn was in his right hand.
“I hope you’ve learned something, little Loki,” said our Loki, standing up, musing something to himself as he examined the rent corpse, slopping off a lick of entrails from his coat. “Never have a demonstration without a workable plan B.” He sheathed Laevateinn and beamed. “Or without a magical chaos blade whose effects you can summon without magic by way of runewords. Either or.”
He waved him closer and turned around to the rest of the city. “Come. We have more lovely beasts to slay. And, hopefully, a pool for me to wash this off in.”
his arms remained folded as he observed the demonstration at play; from the promising start, to the questionable middle and then grand finale. “ another lesson would be avoid throwing myself in the innards-splatter of a rogue beast, but lessons are lessons. “ he turned to face the landscape of the city ahead, in all its white and red lit glory. the roaring of distant beasts and the shrieks of terrified civilians was certainly a much different pace to that of the more mellow, yet still strange, whooshing sound from the guns earlier that day. finally, something was actually taking place here.
loki began to walk down the set of cracked, uneven steps, even skipping a few until he landed at their base. his own abilities had yet to resurface, thus leaving him more a spectator for the time being. he minded but he was also somewhat enjoying the display his fellow loki was engaging with, how he seemed to perform almost effortlessly. though he did refuse to refer to him as his elder, even still. “ here. “ he gestured towards the source of water sloshing about across the stone pathway; a pipe cracked into pieces allowing a steady fresh stream to spill from the mouth. “ it seems almost wasteful, all of these monsters. “ in the distance something cried out in pain and a heavy thump sounded. “ not that i’d enjoy living through the alternative. “ kill or be killed, ah yes. what a classic.
his attention, however, soon shifted from the pipework. the sensation came in an instant, as if he had been holding his breath and suddenly allowed to exhale. the knives within his belt, there were back. the magic had returned. he felt it, perhaps just in time too. as a low growl sounded from behind him and he whipped upon his heel to launch his own blade into the beast’s neck, a grey tar-like blood dripping from where fur thinned. the wolfish monster whined and rolled down the stairway behind them, crumpling at the feet of the loki’s.
“ you see -- distance, and you remain entirely innards-free. “
( * DEXTER PROMPTS !
season 03 — part 02. trigger warning for murder.
❛ there are many ways to stop a heart. ❜
❛ your life is gonna change forever. ❜
❛ i’m not here to make friends. i’m here to do my job. ❜
❛ and here i am. paradox personified. taking life. creating life. ❜
❛ it felt… right. felt like justice. ❜
❛ never underestimate the capacity of other people to let you down. ❜
❛ you handled a tough situation the smart way. ❜
❛ you can’t imagine how much i’ve been looking forward to this. ❜
❛ truth is, i’m not ready to share this part of me with anyone else just yet. ❜
❛ i’d be having a complete meltdown if it wasn’t for you. ❜
❛ if you don’t deal with your problems, they only get bigger, right? ❜
❛ i’m getting to know you and that granite set of ethics you’ve got. ❜
❛ it’s said that everything is connected to everything. the butterfly effect. ❜
❛ you don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. ❜
❛ there’s six quarts of blood in the human body. this ain’t gonna be pretty. ❜
❛ how do you survive in this world? ❜
❛ leaving no trace is my area of expertise. ❜
❛ it’s like there was imbalance in the world, and we righted it. ❜
❛ you are so crossing the line right now. ❜
❛ for you, i’ll do everything in my power. ❜
❛ you have insight. i’d be a fool not to follow your lead. ❜
❛ i think you’re gonna save my life. ❜
❛ i didn’t create a monster; i was used by one. ❜
❛ just what i ordered — feigned civility with a heaping side of betrayal. ❜
❛ it’s all about strategy, outmanoeuvering the opposition, bending him to your will. ❜
❛ i am not the enemy here. ❜
❛ you’re a creature of habit. ❜
❛ i know how it is to want to rebalance an unbalanced world. ❜
❛ some doors should stay shut. ❜
❛ this whole back and forth game for leverage is pointless. ❜
❛ there are the innocent and there are the deserving. ❜
❛ it’s really hard to find people that you trust these days. ❜
❛ i’ve got some serious soul searching to do. ❜
❛ i finally just have to accept it. i’ll always be alone. ❜
❛ i had higher hopes for you. for us. ❜
❛ i tried to crack that damn armor of yours. ❜
❛ i didn’t plan to, but it was kill or be killed. ❜
❛ you lost a friend. you don’t have to be so strong. ❜
❛ we all have secrets we prefer not to share. skeletons. ❜
❛ a wolf would chew off its own paw. its survival instinct is that fierce. so’s mine. ❜
❛ all my previous attempts at human connection have ended in… well, death. ❜
* ∘ ∙ — text post starters. archetype: the villain.
‘lifehack: dont like people? murder’
‘*says ‘idk’ at the end of something sappy and romantic so i still seem cool and detached*’
‘back by unpopular demand: me’
‘why is blood so hard to wash off of your hands?’
‘*sits down next to you and sympathetically looks into your eyes* i don’t care’
‘sometimes people will disagree with u but that’s ok bc u can just kill them’
‘i’m going to jail for excessive cuteness and manslaughter’
‘*enters with a bad powerpoint animation effect* hello’
‘cute first date ideas: hand-to-hand combat’
‘i love looking mean & unapproachable & pretending like i have no idea why ppl are intimidated by my aura’
‘what do i do for a living? i’m an asshole’
‘boys like it when youre playfully mean to them. call them names. punch them on the shoulder. murder their families’
‘live. <3 laugh <3 murder’
‘i’m a terrible person but i accepted that a long time ago so that makes me better than most people’
‘when i die i want my heart donated to nasa so they can finally see what a black hole looks like up close’
‘*stabs u* why??? *whispers* idk im just so random’
‘drugs? no thanks, the only “high” i need is the natural rush you get from committing a murder’
‘how do i know that you’re dating me for my heart and not for my international criminal empire’
‘*at job interview* oh yes, my criminal record? the only thing illegal i’ve done is absolutely killin it on the dancefloor. haha, just kidding! i have killed a man’
‘let’s see you try to unfollow me without any arms’
‘aesthetic: cute as heck but will break ur neck’
‘that is so sweet i might just stab someone’
‘the first step to any murder is to have fun and be yourself’
‘it’s not you’re* or your*. it’s all Mine. everything is Mine’
‘my kink is people underestimating me and ending up wrong and embarrassed’
‘it’s very important that i am both cute and powerful’
‘is ruining people’s lives a hobby’
‘pretty cool how if you run out of money you can just stab someone and take theirs’
‘studies show i want to kill you’
‘feel sorry for me but also fear me in the depths of your heart’
‘sometimes i fantasise about people shutting the fuck up’
absxlutelytheworst:
belovedprincess:
All in all, it was rather rude for her to be foist directly into an event such as this after being ripped from her world. And she had just seen a friend again after three years! Honestly, what were these people thinking? But Natalia has had experience in rebuilding cities at the very least, so she doesn’t have that much of a problem lending her aid to her apparent new partners.
“I am Princess Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear, the pleasure is mine.” She offers a polite bow in return to Loki, as well as a small smile. At least one of them seemed to have somewhat decent manners! “But just Natalia is fine.”
Truthfully, she’s not certain that anyone would “take the plans” of her partners, nor does she feel confident that they…know what they’re doing. Perhaps she should take charge, or at least nudge them in the right direction.
“I don’t have any doubts that we will do a stellar job working together. I’m glad at the very least it seems no civilians were injured when the city fell to ruin. I’m an accomplished healer, so have no fear if anything happens to either of you, I’ll be able to handle it.”
She turns to Belial now, tilting her head slightly in the direction Loki had gestured.
“I have no problems with Loki’s suggestion.” For now. “Shall we be going?”
@absxlutelytheworst -> @liethim
@liethim → @belovedprincess
The light from the beacon wears off as they finish talking, excellent cinematic timing. Belial merely shrugs in response to their questions… Technically he could just fly to the locations if he really wanted too . . But these mysterious captors of theirs wanted them to play so he’d do just that.
And they were kind enough to give him such amusing partners.
“A healer and a princess!?” A fake gasp and a hand thrown over his mouth pretend surprise. “You should’ve said so sooner, I would’ve minded my manners a little more. It’s wonderful to make an acquaintance with royalty.”
Belial holds out the small radar in front of himself, simple enough it was lighting up a little to the north. “Very well I suppose you two are right, let us be on our way and ah, ‘uncover the mysteries of this land’.” He stifles a small laugh as he finishes speaking, heading off almost immediately. As usual it was up to him to lead the pack to the water.
“Just tell me if I’m going too slow your Majesty, wouldn’t want you to get all worn out now.”
regardless of the intent behind either the task itself or indeed loki’s decision to join them on their adventure, he begins to walk towards the looming mound of accumulated debris, but not before offering yet another smile to the princess. a healer too? not often common on a sudden adventure, but he keeps note of the information certainly. it seems almost too fortunate really, given that belial here seems far more inclined for his own brand of mischief -- that look in his eye, oh the tales it tells. “ this pace should suit us fine. “ he follows suit behind belial, perhaps any more responsible team member may have taken it upon themselves to pry the gun from his grasp, however loki wordlessly allowed him to keep it -- for now.
it poses a much more interesting afternoon, given the sheer arrogance rolling from his shoulders in waves, to allow belial to keep possession of it. if only to provide some sort of entertainment a little further down the line. loki does, however, keep at a pace matching that of princess natalia; his eyes still upon the back of their fellow team member, but his words certainly catered to her ears, as opposed to belial’s. “ i am curious to hear how your status as a healer is defined-- do you provide enchantments to soothe the weary, or is it more... physical, let’s say? ointments and salves --- that sort of thing? i am grateful to have you with us of course, my lady, as i imagine a healer, and one so keen to ensure the safety of others, is certainly a well-needed and sought after position. “ how kind, look how kind he is!
“ mind your step here, the ground seems looser than the pathway below. “ he adds, loud enough for belial to also hear. though, it doesn’t stop his own quick footwork as he jumps across what seems to be a half-cracked open drain cover, to reach a flat beam of wood acting as a make-shift platform.
@belovedprincess > @absxlutelytheworst
“Thor is a hero!” “Seriously? you’re just going to buy into that whole blonde muscly myth?”
himejikai:
▐ 姫 A slight grin dons her lips at the reaction she gets out of him simply by playing the part she plays best – a humble and cute princess. That’s how it goes, right? Besides, now that she knows who he really is, she also knows how to address him. As a matter of fact, being a NEET and an internet-addict does come in handy for once and as such, she will continue this pleasing charade. “Ah, I see now. You must already know so much more than me about this strange world.” Maybe she can become his disciple then and be taught the wonderful ways of a true ruler.
“Tehehe, you caught me~!” She muses, flashing him an innocent smile. “As you can see, I am a princess myself. Then I shall now introduce myself properly.” Ah, yes. It’s about time she gets to boast about it, yet she rarely takes her status all that serious. In truth, she just uses it to do as she pleases and shut herself in. Whatever, it’s good to be in princess mode from time to time, she does enjoy playing the part because people dote on her accordingly. Plus, this being the actual Loki and not a strange new Servant, at least not that she knows of, gives her the freedom to reveal her name anyway. “Princess and master of Himeji Castle, my name is Osakabehime. Truly, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
whilst the script and scene for a modest princess may come as easily to her as the falsest of smiles does to the most cunning of tricksters, she is not the only one present with a taste for acting, indeed acting so well at that. though he knows not the guise she pulls before his eyes -- he cares very little for her illusions of grandeur, at least at the moment -- he too smiles, as if he is nought but good and honest, though she already seems to know of his name and thus perhaps even of his trade of lies. “ of course, how could i have been so foolish to not have recognised a reagent amongst this crowd. “ humble really does not suit him and yet he pulls it off so incredibly well somehow. acting has its merits.
“ the pleasure is all mine, princess. “ though he cannot read her mind, nor tell-tale to her inner thoughts, trust is a thing rarely spared. regardless of how sweet a smile or how low a curtsy. but she makes for an interesting distraction, truly. after all, what else is there to do, besides whatever he felt inclined to doing? he does not bow, oh no, instead he tilts his head some. a clear mark of respect, perhaps even within her eyes. “ perhaps you would be interested in taking a walk with me; i’m sure the pair of us could benefit greatly from learning the layout of this place. “ a place of ruin, no less, but certainly it has potential. it matters not that the landscape is only the bones of a deceased, forgotten animal, but rather that they stand beside so many curious others. there is simply far too much to see--
‘ 𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈. ‘
veuvelle:
〈 ⋱ 🕷 ⋰ 〉
The widow raises her glass in the toast, her long legs folding one over the other as he speaks. She hovers the glass over her lips, languidly swirling the glass of sparkling wine in her grasp. She mirror’s the man’s body language when he does not take a sip from his glass. She is still observant nonetheless, but the interaction is not awkward by any means. Naturally, the French woman has a taste for good wine, but there was something nostalgic about this one, the Petras sparkling wine sitting to the side of their table. She kept a chilled bottle of it at home, it came as much of a surprise to find it here. The thought, enough to bring a subtle light into her eyes and the trace of a faint smile, but no more than this. The woman hears his question, but he was still a foreigner. Even here, Amélie still preferred to keep her profile low. « I think many would prefer to have some kind of closure, tying the knot or burning the frayed ends so they do not splinter any further. You seem to speak of such freedoms so brightly. »
Amélie moves the wine to her lips now, words slipping past the blue-tones of her lips, eyes meeting his again. « Surely you must know everyone is not given that chance, non? I would even go as far to say that some have had that freedom robbed from them. »
there are very few places to eat and drink upon this island, certainly no place grand enough, it seems, to house such a woman, her mere presence one which soaks in that rare, untouchable note of refinery. but it is not the wealth which grants her such a visage. it is power. as plain as the skin upon her nose, it is as apparent as anything truly, from the manner of which she cradles her glass as if it weighs nothing at all, to the relaxed position she takes at their table. and loki watches it all. carefully so. regardless of who she may be ( the truth of which is still somewhat of a mystery, a deliciously tantalising one at that! ) “ i suppose you are right there. “ he remarks, sampling a speared cut of meat from the tip of his fork. “ my heart bleeds for them. “ he smiles. naturally, sympathy is earned, but not tonight. not to strangers.
“ not that it matters. unless their past chases them here -- which is not impossible, i should add -- then they have little to fret over. revel in that freedom, enjoy every moment. i do not doubt that those tiny shards of regret can easily melt away with time. “ he joins her in sampling their wine; lifting the glass before tilting it so it slips just a little towards his lips. all before he’s back to conclude upon his point, eyes still trained upon her.
“ and i think we can agree; we have plenty of that in store. “
TEAM PLASTICS
NATALIA LUZU KIMLASCA-LANVALDEAR @belovedprincess
BELIAL @absxlutelytheworst
LOKI LAUFEYSON @liethim
Thor: The Dark World (2013) / Thor: Ragnarok (2017)
himejikai:
Eyes following his every move, Osakabehime finds herself in awe – even more so at the response the assumed cosplayer gives her so nonchalantly. There is an evident moment of silence between them as she finds herself unable to comprehend what’s happening. This is not Tom Hiddleston portraying him. It is the actual character…? Does she dare say this place of ruins just became quite interesting for her? She could sense other Servants, Magi, a whole lot of other magical beings, but this tops it all in her book.
Clearing her throat, she decides to begin anew with him. She smiles sweetly before giving him a courteous bow all while raising her kimono-cape off the ground (such is befitting a princess, after all!) to greet him properly this time. “Please,” she says, a strangely polite tone in her voice, “forgive me for being so rude. I had no idea I would be able to meet the real deal in such a place!” Truly, she has underestimated this city altogether. Maybe she can meet Thor too? Become president of their fanclub? Despite being forced to go out, Spirale is great!!
“ much better. “ he replies, still somewhat jaded by the initial greeting. an apology was a temporary and often faux-fix, thus he continues with a reserved tone of prickliness, though perhaps that is largely due to the situation as a whole, not specifically entirely due to her folly. “ i would advise misplacing all that you believe about this world, as it seems to stray quite far from the typical. “ perhaps he speaks far too frank on the matter, but he supposes if he is due to part with some advice, it may very well be something so blatant as this.
“ your clothing alludes, however, that perhaps the very typical and expected way of things is not commonplace within your presence, my lady. “ oh how charming. well, he’s managed to turn this around quite well truly -- no longer about the abnormality of his being there and instead focusing the shift to her, her elaborate manner of presence and costume alike. surely she, out of the entirety of the crowds here, is not due to lecture him upon the status of sticking out as a rarity or oddity. “ and you have yet to inform me of your name. “ if it is due to be a secret, my dear, then perhaps you ought not to clothe yourself so extravagantly! loki’s demeanour is one of obvious intrigue, but it does not humble him so. he smiles only slightly; eyes trained upon her but in a far more purposefully delicate manner than one may expect.
absxlutelytheworst:
→ @liethim → @belovedprincess
This wasn’t exactly something he had been looking forward too. He very much preferred to do things like this by himself, and yet he was in no position to be breaking the rules. Yet.
He glances at the other two around him- newer arrivals, most of the others had formed parties already. He gives a quick one over to the taller man, not bad- good facial features, decent clothes, loose stance. Someone you could have some fun with.
Then his eyes turn towards the other. Unfortunate … Young, human, looked like the stubborn sort. She almost reminded him of the singularity, interesting and yet…
A long sigh escapes him before he gives his full attention to this ‘team’. A gracious bow to both of them before he speaks.
“So, it seems we’ll be working together.” He pulls out one of the beacon-guns from his back pocket, spinning it casually. Sky-dwellers used these things all the time, how hard could it be? “You both got rather lucky, being paired with me.”
He stops the spinning and examines the gun a little more closely- it seemed mostly normal. “Honestly you both could sit back and do nothing, I’ll do all the work… Like usual.” He aims the gun at a nearby building, pulling the trigger- a bright light immediately shines off of it- and onto himself like a spotlight. “Nice to meet you by the way, my name is Belial.”
likewise, working together was about as far from ideal as the prince could indeed imagine; the sheer bothersome notion of it already a toll upon his day. why, there was hardly any fun to be hard traversing this sad little wasteland, on the whim of some robotic stranger. indeed he was finding a thousand things he would much rather do, but once approached by both the rather extravagantly clad male and a lady dressed in far more regal clothes than most, he began to warm up somewhat to the potential idea that this may just be entertaining yet. “ ah, the saviour for our lost souls. “ he cannot help it. belial is far too ridiculous.
“ loki. it’s a pleasure. “ he smiles, before greeting the young lady instead, charisma pooling upon his tongue and thus presenting only the most charming of fronts. “ regardless of what our ‘partner’ may say, i believe the sooner we carry out this task, the sooner we may go our separate ways. you need not have doubts about that, i have no intention of lingering at these sites -- too much. “ though, he was curious enough to see where the interaction between the three of them could potentially lead. people were like winding roads masked by nightfall; each turn a chance for something unusual and unpredictable to make itself known. you could expect the general journey, but never guarantee you would end up at your destination. loki clapped his hands together before gesturing towards a rather distant, mountain of debris, what was once a proud hall now little more than an assortment of stone and brick, plant life already weaving its way amongst the cracks.
“ usually i would allow you to do just that, belial, and enjoy all of the benefits this miserable island has to offer-- “ his words can only be accompanied by the billowing of his cape in the wind. this is a team of drama, after all, “-- however, i can hardly allow you to traverse this land and uncover the mysteries alone now. let’s make our way there before another group decides to mimic my plan. “ there’s no way he’s letting belial take the charge, but he does glance back to them both, eyes flickering between belial and the princess. “ well? “
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