Loki Laufeyson (
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entranceway2012-09-10 07:17 pm
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06. [action/voice/text]
[Since his brother isn't answering all the messages he is sending him Loki finally gets out of his bed to go to him. It is not that he is able to avoid the conversation he needs to have with him. He walks through the hallway and stops in front of Thor's quarters, knocking the door a couple of times.]
Brother? Are you inside? We need to speak.
[When there is no answer he contemplates to walk back to his own room but instead he opens the door to take a look inside.
It is empty, except for a closet and a bed. As if this room has never belonged to Thor in the first place.]
Brother...?
[Eventually Loki leans against the doorway and stares into the room, arms crossed. He knows very well its useless to start a frantic search. Or ask any other denizen of Wonderland for help.
He lets out a long sigh and turns around to walk off. But that walk turns into a run and eventually he is racing through the hallway, finding his way to the attic and up to the roof. He should not cry, Loki did not cry, but this might be one of those exceptions because once the tears start rolling he is not able to stop them anymore.
He runs to that far end where you can sit and look out over the forests, leaving his communicator a couple of feet away from him. It is on, but the only sound others can hear is the wind and very soft sobbing in the distance.
His brother killed him and left without a word.]
[[OOC: Feel free to encounter him in the hallways/the roof or laugh at the gross sobbing he's doing. He got himself killed during the event when Thor slammed him into a wall and Loki kind of broke his neck there.]]
Brother? Are you inside? We need to speak.
[When there is no answer he contemplates to walk back to his own room but instead he opens the door to take a look inside.
It is empty, except for a closet and a bed. As if this room has never belonged to Thor in the first place.]
Brother...?
[Eventually Loki leans against the doorway and stares into the room, arms crossed. He knows very well its useless to start a frantic search. Or ask any other denizen of Wonderland for help.
He lets out a long sigh and turns around to walk off. But that walk turns into a run and eventually he is racing through the hallway, finding his way to the attic and up to the roof. He should not cry, Loki did not cry, but this might be one of those exceptions because once the tears start rolling he is not able to stop them anymore.
He runs to that far end where you can sit and look out over the forests, leaving his communicator a couple of feet away from him. It is on, but the only sound others can hear is the wind and very soft sobbing in the distance.
His brother killed him and left without a word.]
[[OOC: Feel free to encounter him in the hallways/the roof or laugh at the gross sobbing he's doing. He got himself killed during the event when Thor slammed him into a wall and Loki kind of broke his neck there.]]
;A; gross sobbing ahem, I mean text
Hello
text;
YOU SOUND LIKE YOU'RE DYING.
WHAT HAPPENED?
Re: text;
I have been. Not anymore.
[Two minutes later a second message arrives.]
I am alive now.
text;
DYING SUCKS.
WHAT HAPPENED?
Re: text;
[That took him 6 minutes. He contemplates to tell Karkat the truth but, well, in cases like this it is definitely better to just don't say anything at all.]
text;
Re: text;
text;
THAT'S PRETTY TOUGH.
text;
It is.
[After all, telling the truth takes a while.]
text;
text;
[OOC: if Karkat wants to seek Loki out he can do so c:]
text;
text;
It is not. I do not lie.
text;
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[A couple of minutes later a second message arrives.]
To prove I am not lying I shall tell you the truth. And the truth is that I am not well.
And I despise wailing, yet I cannot stop doing it.
text;
text;
[Loki sighs and finally throws the communicator next to his bed.]
text;
ANYTHING I COULD SAY IS LIABLE TO PISS YOU OFF, THOUGH.
I GUESS I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT IT'LL GET EASIER, AND THAT IF YOU WANT TO TALK
YOU KNOW
I CAN SHUT UP AND LISTEN IF I TRY.
text;
It hits him that there is one big important difference between Wonderland and Asgard. Despite the fact his brother is gone, despite the mixture of anger, sadness and disappointment going through him, he made friends. At least, he thinks so. Not just one b.f.f., but multiple ones.
Maybe, he could allow himself to relish in that feeling of not being alone or being a pariah.
Its a careful message, and he writes it when the dawn starts setting in.]
I am in my room.
text;
[Karkat fortunately never sleeps, apparently, but he's not going to wander around at random looking for Loki even so.]
text;
[After sending that message he moves from the bed and walks to the bathroom to wash his face.]
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He notices he appreciates it. He genuinely appreciates this.
Slowly he walks to the door and opens it.]
Come in, Karkat.
[His voice sounds a bit hoarse, the look on his face blank.]
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Why'd you pick a room way up here?
action;
It was close to my brother's room.
[He clenches his hands to fists for a moment.]
I believe I should offer you a drink, right?
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