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If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks...
It's customary to have a Wake after the subject thereof dies. Even Loki knows that. But this is a special occasion. Ego-death is coming to his alternate, and the idea of letting him go off to perish alone, uncertain he will even be mourned, is too dark a proposition even for a flawed and callous person to contemplate.
That, and this Loki has been in a melancholy mood since speaking to the spirit of Frigga. He anticipates a dark choice of his own, sooner or later, and where the fates will send him after that, he can't know. Maybe oblivion, although even at that rate there may be worse places.
What's important right now is that no one dies unremembered. And honestly, any excuse formischief a party. The first text rolls out to Harley, an innocent enough invitation to join them for milkshakes. Cricket is next, because it occurs to him that Cricket has plenty of liquor, which is good for a reckless celebration.
Things snowball from there.
As long as they don't destroy too much property, they'll call the night a success.
That, and this Loki has been in a melancholy mood since speaking to the spirit of Frigga. He anticipates a dark choice of his own, sooner or later, and where the fates will send him after that, he can't know. Maybe oblivion, although even at that rate there may be worse places.
What's important right now is that no one dies unremembered. And honestly, any excuse for
Things snowball from there.
As long as they don't destroy too much property, they'll call the night a success.
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"I would love a glass. Come sit! You can try this here, in the blue bottle. I'm not sure what it is but it's like drinking pop rocks!"
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He eyes the blue bottle warily but picks up an empty glass to pour a very small sample to taste himself.
"I'm allergic to every third thing I try." He offers by way of an apology. "It does smell very good though."
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"Well here's hoping this isn't lucky number three for you."
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Things are either very very good or very very bad for the captain, seems like. But whatever a 'pop rock' is, the drink Jim has in hand is fizzy and sweet to the point where he makes a bit of a face after he takes the sip.
"Is there alcohol in this or just sugar?"
jumping in here, hope that's okay!
"And here I was about to recruit you as my test subject, Ji- oh!" He's just spotted who the captain's with. And now, despite the smile he gives Loki, his eyebrows are drawn together in the faint frown of a man who's pretty certain he's just been posed a trick question. "I beg your pardon, have we met?"
Always!
He knew Loki's drinking buddy that much was clear. And probably Loki's counterpart if that confusion was any hint.
"We haven't! You likely have come across my darling counterpart though." Loki replied, gesturing with his drink towards where his twin was mingling with some of the other partygoers.
Okay im tracking his thread now whoops
Not this time.
His smile for both Loki and Felix is equal parts cheeky and charming at the same time but he knows well enough to offer his own drink toward Felix and to accept the one the mage had procured for him.
"Try the ale. What's this you've brought me?" It smells good whatever it is. "And meet Loki. A Loki at least. Not the man we've met before but this kinda thing does seem to happen around here."
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"Ah- I'm not sure, Jim, that's why I wanted to ask you. It smells like Stros M'Kai rum, but the label was in Earth text."
He makes sure to bow politely to Loki, as much as he can without spilling the drink. "A pleasure, then. Felix Caelus, battlemage in the Imperial Legion. Are... you... from the same universe as the Thor who visits here?" He's picking his words, trying to make sense of the situation.