stopmjolnirtime | Verse One [Action/Voice]

Verse One [Action/Voice]

[Action: Locked to Loki]

[One moment he had been standing amongst his brothers (and sister) in arms, Tesseract held in a shielded sheath meant to make the passage home simpler. Safer. The day was bright, the battle won, justice to be meted out by his father and while all was not entirely well with the world it was, for a moment, as close as it might come until his family was once again in the fold.

A twist of the wrist, a blinding flare of blue-

And he wakes bereft of his armor, without the Tesseract, and without his brother.]

Loki-

[He surges to his feet, stumbling, teeth grit and braced for battle. No other being could wrest magic in such a way to transport him somewhere aside from Asgaurd- for this is certainly not his home.]

LOKI! [A beat, and then-] Hammer?

[He extends his fist and his will, waiting for Mjolnir to fly to him- but he senses it not. He is without armor and he is unarmed. It makes for a frustrated, puzzled Thor that tromps through the woods, searching for the Tesseract, his brother, and his armor. At odd intervals he calls out either for his brother, or, in a fit of frustration, his hammer. Neither answer.]

[Action: Open]

[After that...enlightening and less than entertaining discussion with his brother, Thor resumes his wanderings, seeking out the village of which Loki spoke. He is as he was when he arrived, save that he is entirely devoid of clothing.

Thank you, brother.

He shall wander until he finds the village, and wander further still until he finds somewhere to clothe himself. When he finds not a single pair of trousers that would fit him left and a pinned note to a truly hideous gown. All the dresses or feminine clothing that might fit him yet remains.

Thank you so, so much, brother.

Later still he sits, wrapped in a toga formed of a bedsheet, picking at a long since emptied plate in Seventh Heaven]

Should any find trousers sufficient enough to clothe an Asgardian I would be most greateful to have them. I might be found at the Tavern of Seven Heavens, feasting on their hot dogs, which they have assured me are not actually made of hounds.

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[His expression shutters somewhat, turning to something graver still. Trials of the body he has endured in one way or another for the bulk of his life, either self imposed or circumstantial but those of the mind? He did not know how well he might endure those. Not that he thought himself weak but simply unaccustomed to such torments. One of the wisest and most clever men he knew could not withstand such trials and fell into madness and ruin. How well could he possibly fair if Loki had not been able to do so?

But here, in this place, his brother seems to have settled. Flourished. Perhaps it is not so dire as all that.]

My thanks for the warning. I know not how I might take watching others taken against their will but...knowing ahead of time will make the wounds sting less.

At the very least it should help with pointless guilt. You will probably end having a lot of that unless you are lucky and leave this place back to where you came from within the next days.

[Harsh words but they are said calmly as mere facts. After all that's the truth of this place.]

Ironically the Malnosso aren't the biggest threat as of now, they don't want our lives after all. There's another group, currently at war with the Malnosso, who are set on killing everything and everyone. Permanently.

[War, now. War and battle he knows well. Was born and raised to wade into and bring the greater glory to his allies. In battle he might be able to protect others and defend those he has come to care for, to take his claimed place as a protector of Midgard. This is none of the Realms of which he knows but his claim still stands.

It should not be so much of a relief to hear that there is something he might be able to do, here.]

What of them? Are the warriors of this Village familiar with how they fight, their plans, their tactics? What might you tell me of them?

They are, some of the people here have faced them countless times already on different missions. From their tactics to the roles they usually have, I'm sure they can tell you everything you need. I've faced them as well, but less times and none of them recently so my information on them may be outdated. The war moves fast, and the Third Party is growing strong, what remains true is that it's not just with their fists and weapons that they fight. Some of them are capable of performing "shifts" which is the name the Malnosso give to their experimentations, they can render you powerless or alter your mind, make you fight ghosts or not realize where you are while their warriors hand you the killing blow.

[Pause.]

It's said that we are losing the war. Or at least that things are far worse than the Malnosso want us to think. For details on all that you can check the journals and talk with some of the people who go to missions frequently.

And if you want some first hand experience before going on a mission or to a draft, maybe the Battle Dome has a simulation of their soldiers.

[Once again he sits back, arms crossed, one fist pressed to his mouth as he allows this to wash over him. He had been here once before. Fought these foes- and yet the war continued. The battle is being lost. He shall have to speak in depth with the good Captain and Man of Iron when he finds them, if they truly reside here.

They have been here longer, they would know better what ought to be done.]

Is that where warriors train while in the village?

I think some still use the barracks, but for the most part the Battle Dome is the preferred place. It allows to create scenarios and battle simulations in order to train, and it has a clinic right there in case something gets out of hand.

That seems most effective, I shall have to look into it once I find my armor.

If you can't find it, maybe you can order one from the smith. The people working there are quite good, surely they will be able to provide something good enough at least until your usual armor can be found.

I've no means to repay the smith for their work, nor the materials that would be strong enough to withstand it's use.

No one has those, there's no currency here, people work mostly to have something to do with their time and try to not end crazy mostly. About the materials, maybe the smith would have them, or you could always try to do some easy missions and request for them as a reward.

Do these missions benefit the village at large, or simply those that attend them?

They benefit the Malnosso.

[Ikki's tone is serious and firm, there's no doubt in his words.]

However, in the current situation and in the larger scheme of things, that's technically a benefit for the village. Many missions have helped with gathering information about the state of affairs outside the barrier, information not watered down or manipulated by the Malnosso. There is a point system, you earn more points the more missions you do, and those points allow you to ask for a reward which may be for your personal use or for someone else.

It all depends on how you want to look at it and what you want to do with something you worked hard to earn.

Mm.

[To the benefit of their captors, but also the village. He shall have to take a fair while to think over what might be done with what he earned, or what he might be able to do to earn anything in the first place before he made a move. Consider the implications of going on these missions. Perhaps he might confer with the rest of the Avengers, find what it is they think.]

I shall have to consider it greatly.

Take your time, unless you're lucky you are going to have a lot of it to think about that.

[Pause.]

If you choose to do missions and the like, though, don't expect the Malnosso to thank you. According to them, whatever we may do is just an infinitely small portion of everything they do.

[Ikki doesn't sound very convinced about it, personally.]

I think that's mostly all, in general terms. You may find more information asking those who participate in missions regularly and with people who work on the tunnels, can't say much about that, I don't go there but you can access them through the fountain last I checked. A word of warning though, whatever you do, don't use the journals to talk about those things. The Malnosso monitor them, or at least may listen in on them even if you make a private message, so if you want real information about the missions, the war and the general investigations about this place, go for face to face conversations.

Imprisoned, pressed into work and monitored constantly. Hardly the peaceful home they would make it seem.

[Unimpressed Thor is unimpressed, but grateful for the clothing and the information.]

Who said it was a peaceful home? This is a jail, a cage for test subjects, nothing more and nothing less. No Malnosso will say otherwise.

Honest jailers. That is a change of pace.

It is, though that doesn't stop them from keeping information from us which makes their honesty less reliable than it should. It also depends on who you talk with, some may try to sugarcoat it by using complex terms and refer to the experiments as their attempts to find a way out of this world. But there's little difference between saying that a piece of furniture is a table or that it's a large surface supported by legs over which you can place things.

Trusting anyone from the organization that brought us here entirely seems a foolish notion indeed. I thank you for your council, Warrior Phoenix.

They are responsible only of bringing us to this enclosure, the fact that we are in this world is out of their control. That's the story they are sticking to, at least.

Anyway, you are welcome.

If there is ever a time you have need of me in repayment, let me know and I shall do what I am able. I owe you that much.

Hn, I'm still not used to deities that know about gratitude, other than when receiving it. Thank you, I will keep it in mind, but I hope to never have to bother you in such a way, this wasn't much from my point of view after all.

Perhaps it is better to know that I am not exactly a god. No matter- returning this kindness would not be a bother.

[That makes him raise an eyebrow but he decides to not comment further on that.]

Do you know of anyone besides your brother here that could help you in getting a place to stay?

I have been told some of my comrades have been here for some time, but I have not yet heard from them.

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