stopmjolnirtime | 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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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.

Hn, then you should be in good hands once you get in contact with them. If you have any other trouble, though, feel free to give me a call.

[He doesn't really expect it but if it happens he won't fail to answer. There's little else to do with his time after all.]

That I shall. I'm certain in time I will find my own feet, and perhaps my own clothing. Until then I shall do what I can to learn more of this place.

That's a good plan. I will leave you to it then, and don't worry about returning the clothes, I still have more.

[And with that he moves to leave.]

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