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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"But treat it like... you might never see him again."
"I mean … you already know what it is like to not have that chance with one person. Since you can't go back to your world. Treat tonight like that last moment you have with Loki."
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"Well. I reckon there was no point to sayin' anything to Jackie, though. He was pretty far gone for Bertha Minnix, and I think he won her over." And she was a nice girl. Smart enough to poke holes in Jack's ego when he needed it. Cricket sort of approved, as much as he could.
"What's a god want with a crippled, dead, bootlegger?" He smiles weakly. "But I guess it can't hurt none to say something. Not while we're all this drunk, anyway."
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"Don't think like that... Let him tell you how he sees you. You might be surprised."
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But Harley doesn't think like other people, so he really wants to know her opinion.
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Harley beams. "He just needs someone in his life who accepts him too!"
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Cricket still doesn't trust the man, but that's okay. He doesn't have to, to be on civil terms with him.
The other Loki, though... "He's a little flashy, and a charmer," he says with a small smile. "And he's got trouble written all over him, and that's a lot like Jack. But Jack didn't have sad hiding under all that. Loki does, and I...wanna help."
"Does that sound stupid? Never mind, I'm kinda drunk anyway, don't matter if it's stupid."
No one's going to hold anything he says while he's drunk against him, after all.
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"I am sure you could help him, Cricket." Harley grins. "I think it is sweet... that you want to help him be less sad."
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"Hope he thinks so, too," he tells her with a tipsy little laugh, and gives her a hug.