If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks...

[coldsong]

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 for mischief 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.

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[chiron_survivor]

"Maybe if you're lactose-intolerant," Caspar concedes before taking another sip of milkshake. It really is quite good; if he had more of a natural appetite, he'd drink the whole thing.

Loki needn't worry in that department. Caspar knows about the impromptu moon rune assessment. "Point taken," he replies. His gaze drops briefly to Loki's footwear. "At least you keep your shoes tied."

That must be a comment on the cage-headed man's appearance, because Adia sighs a little at that. We can't all be fashionistas, Caspar. She's also a little concerned about all this cage business. Why was Loki in a cage? That wasn't in the myths. Who put him there? Was it a just punishment, or did he suffer?

She wants to ask about it, but doesn't. This is a party. People don't talk about being locked up at a party. (Not the kind of parties she goes to, anyway.) "We'll try to say hi to your alternate. It looks like he's having a nice time."

[coldsong]

"If you're lactose intolerant and drinking a milkshake, you're asking for whatever pain you receive, I think. Liquor or no."

He glances down at his feet when Caspar does, and gives him a quizzical look after. "I rarely wear shoes with laces, anyway. These have zips up the inside of the ankle and buckle in the back."

...look, if they're going to start talking about clothing, Loki has some opinions. And Thor has opinions about Loki's opinions. Perhaps it's for the best if they just focus on the celebration.

He smiles, looking over to where his younger twin appears to be talking to a crow. "I should hope so. That's all I wanted out of this."