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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"...oh. I guess so?"
"I don't like this," the man says flatly, but Adia shakes her head.
"He asked me to come here. We can stay for a little bit..."
The man sighs, but lets himself be led over. "If he starts asking me to solve puzzles, we're leaving."
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Which could be construed as very creepy, actually, but it's in no way lascivious. Just maybe inordinately interested.
He murmurs something to his alternate and rises to come greet her and her partner. "Hello! I'll buy you each a milkshake if you like. We're attempting to tie the cherry stems in a knot with our tongues. So far my success has been limited. Cricket thinks I'm biting them, but he is mistaken. I'm only folding them with my teeth, and that should not make them break."
Haha, Caspar, the puzzles tonight involve cherry stems.
"Also," his voice drops lower, and he glances at Adia uncertainly, "I encountered a stranger in the Nexus not long ago. Very tall, sharp teeth and hooves. I am not suggesting you seek him out. More the opposite. But if your rune gives you any warnings, they may be related to him. His name is Alastor."
And if he wasn't full of dark magic of some kind, Loki is the more deceived.
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"A pleasure," Caspar says evenly. He wraps an arm around Adia's waist. It's blatant posturing, but the look on his face makes it clear that he knows that.
Talk of a dangerous stranger distracts them both. "Oh, no, I haven't met or sensed anyone like that." She pauses thoughtfully. "I did meet a creature named Venom. He has sharp teeth, but he's small and goopy and not magical, so far as I can tell."
Caspar looks at her like this is the first he's heard about it. Then looks at Loki again. If the God of Mischief is bothering to warn his girl of potential danger, perhaps he can tone down the wariness. At least overtly.
"Make sure the milkshake has two cherries," he offers, unprompted. "So we both get a shot at this stem-tying trick."
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"Welcome, Caspar. You'll have to tell me what flavor you like. I favor peppermint, but everyone else seems to be getting chocolate and strawberry." There is no accounting for taste.
He raises an eyebrow at the description of Venom. He's met Eddie, in fact, but Venom didn't bother to chat with him so he doesn't have that clear an idea what he'd be looking for. "Small and goopy. I'll keep an eye out for that." Sounds potentially like a shapeshifter.
"And if you do pick up anything worth sharing, you know where to reach me," he adds to Adia. But that's all he feels needs to be said for the moment, and his expression lightens at Caspar's comment.
"It shall be done!" He laughs. "So far Harley owns the record. We'll see how the rest of us fare"
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"That's up to Adia," he says, in regards to flavors. "It's her milkshake, I'm just the lucky guy who gets to share it with her." He looks at her hopefully. "Although I wouldn't say no to coffee."
"Coffee sounds great," she agrees. "Ice Bear has so many flavors back there, it's impossible to choose sometimes. Loki, if you ever meet Venom, he likes chocolate a lot. And, um... people, too. But someone told him that he's only allowed to eat bad people and he responds well to redirection, so I wouldn't worry about it." As for the reminder of their deal, she nods earnestly. "Of course, I'll let you know as soon as possible." Via text, unless it's a true emergency. She can use the prayer hands emoji if that helps.
Mention of Harley gets a chuckle out of Caspar. "Of course she does," he says with genuine affection. "I think the best anyone else can hope for is a distant second."
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Honestly, that's the kind of person he needs around him.
He's not sure what Caspar is like, but he's making a decent first impression thus far, and he approves of coffee-flavored ice cream. After honey, it's his second favorite. He slips past them to place the order, leaning against the counter to chat as they wait.
"A man-eating gooey monster that likes chocolate. Sounds par for the course for the Nexus." He gives her a mild nod, acknowledging her offer.
He also likes her because she's so
usefulhelpful.Caspar gets a grin for his reaction to the mention of Harley. He didn't realize they were good friends, but that's clearly the reaction of someone who knows her. "Well, I'm in second-to-last place at the moment, but I don't begrudge her the accolades."
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Mostly. His posture relaxes, but he's not dropping that arm around her any time soon.
"He likes tater tots, too," she adds, not so much because she thinks it's important information, but because she finds it amusing. "But, anyway. Pretty typical for the Nexus, yes."
How funny that she doesn't sound the least bit scared of Venom. Well, he's not a god. That might be the difference.
"Only second-to-last?" Caspar asks, with a raised eyebrow. Harley is indeed a good friend of his. One of the few people he's willing to refer to as a friend at all. "Who's last? Or are you including anyone who can't do it at all?" He needs to know what the playing field is like before participating.
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"Tater tots," Loki repeats, and can't help but smirk. He knows exactly what they are, but there's something about the way humans name and rename things that's funny to observe. "Infant potatoes. I'll keep that in mind should I need an offering to propitiate the beast."
"Cricket's last," he deadpans. "He swallowed his cherry stem in the attempt and nearly choked on it. Since we can't verify what happened to it, we have to count it as a partial success. Anyone who can't do it at all doesn't make the list."
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Her milkshake arrives, and Ice Bear has taken great care to make it look as delicious as it tastes. There is a cloud of whipped cream on top, along with a drizzling of sweetened coffee syrup and two bendy straws shaped into matching hearts. And, of course, the two requested cherries.
"That's setting the bar awfully low," Caspar remarks. "But okay." He plucks a cherry from the milkshake and offers it to Adia. "Ladies first. Please don't choke on the stem."
"No promises," she retorts, perhaps as a bit of revenge for Caspar not expressing any sympathy for Cricket. He nearly choked! But once she has the cherry chewed and swallowed, she is indeed very careful with the stem, rolling it carefully in her mouth while she tries to work out the logistics. If she bends it in the middle with her tongue, she can cross the ends... but no, she still needs to push one of those ends through the loop...
Caspar taps her on the shoulder. "Mmm?" she says, and he smiles at her, revealing the stem of his cherry that he has already tied into a neat little knot.
Adia grabs a napkin and spits out her mangled stem. "How'd you do that so fast?"
He shrugs and adds the tied stem to the refuse napkin. "I've had a lot of practice." He whispers something into her ear that makes her laugh, her cheeks turning as red as the the artificially colored cherries.
"That's not how that works," she protests, before adding, "Although you are very good at that." Now it's Caspar's turn to blush. She returns her gaze to Loki, trying to regain her composure. "Thank you for the milkshake, by the way."
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However, there's something magnetizing about Caspar Millen, and slowly Marie's eyes drift over to the entrance, spotting the loving couple. He should make her mad, but the feeling of confusion wells in her body. Both him and Adia have acted strangely around her before, so engaging them directly is futile.
Instead, she flags down Ice Bear and has him take two drinks over to the couple. Their usual, since Ice Bear knows these things. The only message the ursine is given is that if they ask who the drink is from to let them know. If the question never comes up, then she'll let it go.
Either way, there's a familiar polar bear approaching, a tray full of wonderful drinks and treats in his fuzzy paws.
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"Are those for us?" Adia asks in surprise. They must be, chai latte is her favorite and Caspar almost always orders a macchiato. But the only just got here. "Who ordered these?"
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"Ice Bear knows all. Sees all." This might sounds creepy, but there's a little smirk on his face, almost seeming proud about having this knowledge. As for Adia's question, Ice Bear puts his poker face back on. "A thank you for help received. Since one could not be given that Hallow's Eve. Ice Bear is just the messenger."
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Their attention returns to Ice Bear when he gives his answer. Caspar inwardly groans. Great, another riddle. But after a moment's thought, he realizes that it must be someone who was also there during the Seven Sisters incident.
"You may be the messenger, Ice Bear, but thank you for the drinks." She takes them off the tray, handing the macchiato to Caspar. Or trying to, anyway. Caspar's hand is balled up into a fist, his posture stiff and unyielding. She turns to look in the direction he's staring, and --
Oh. It's Marie. Adia bites her lip, then nudges Caspar. "Honey. Don't stare."
Caspar looks at her, and the tightness in his jaw fades. He sighs and takes the drink. "What the hell is her problem?" he mutters. He cannot possibly have made it more obvious that he wants nothing to do with her.
"She doesn't understand, Caspar..." She should have been honest with Marie all those weeks ago. Instead, she's created some sort of mystery when there should be none. "I'll talk to her, okay? And I'll make it clear that you want to be left alone."
Caspar pouts and looks away, but eventually relents with a small nod. "Be careful," he advises.
"I will," she says, and kisses his cheek. She smiles again at Ice Bear -- apologetically, she hadn't wanted to drag her friend into this mess -- and then walks over to Marie.
"Hi, Marie," she says quietly. "I didn't see you when I came in. Thank you for the drinks."
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Consider it a way to repay him for accidentally creation this awkward moment. It'll also keep Panda and Grizz off his back for a while.
As for Marie, a first glance should reveal her behavior is less than well, in comparison to the former times Adia has seen her. In fact, her posture and nursing a glass of wine with something sweet should look familiar, similar to the time Adia was in the Nexus having her own drunk moment. However, there's no cute animal videos to help break the ice, nor any visible tears. Instead, the red-haired woman seems a bit shocked that Adia actually came over to talk with her.
"Ms. Costas...I didn't mean to pry you away from your significant other. I just wanted to do something nice after the incident with Hunter. I'm sorry if the gesture came off the wrong way."
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It's not that he doesn't trust Adia to try her best at smoothing things over. But Marie is another matter entirely. And anyway, he's not doing any good standing here and glaring in her general direction. "Thanks," he says to Ice Bear quietly. "And sorry for getting you involved in this nonsense."
Up close, Adia makes note of Marie's sad appearance and frowns softly to herself. Why is she here alone? Is there trouble between her and Jeff? The thought concerns her, but one thing at a time. "It's okay, Marie. I appreciate the gesture... and I appreciate what you did to help Hunter." She taps the empty chair at the table. "Can I talk to you for a little bit? There's something I need to tell you."
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Marie looks over at the chair, gesturing for Adia to sit, her attention going to the glass in front of her hesitantly. It's so hard to avoid those razor sharp glares Caspar was giving her earlier and she feels bad for eating up Adia's time. Without even realizing it, she's already adding to the other woman's statement, mostly trying to jump the gun out of worry or sadness.
"Go for it. Things can't get any worse lately, so you wouldn't be ruining my night. Losing people and lovers close to me, getting asked to step back from work...It's a cascade of affairs." Taking a sip of wine, she finally manages to stare over at Adia, still wearing those concealing glasses. "What's on your mind?"
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Well, a relief up until it isn't. It sounds like she and Jeff broke up, or are at least on the rocks. The fact that she's been asked to ease up on her work, too, must be like salt in the wound. She bites her lip and looks down at her latte nervously. Will saying anything help, or will it only make Marie feel worse?
"I'm sorry... that sounds rough, and I really don't want to add onto your troubles. But you really deserve an explanation for my boyfriend's behavior." She tries to look Marie in the eyes, but with those sunglasses in the way, it's impossible. "It's... complicated, but long story short, an alternate of yours indirectly caused something terrible to happen to me... even though intellectually, he knows that you aren't the same person, he can't help but remember how close he came to losing me..."
It's not exactly the truth, but it's as close as she's willing to come right now. "Again, I'm sorry. And, for what it's worth, I don't hold any sort of grudge. I know you're not the same as her. And even if you were... she had her reasons for doing what she did." Adia had forgiven her long ago.
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"You know, Caspar, I was just looking over this warp coefficient and I--" He cuts himself off with a chuckle. "Kidding. Good to see you guys again."
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"Good to see you, too." Adia smiles warmly, shoulders relaxed. Parties aren't really her thing, but she can handle a smaller gathering of familiar faces. "You've met Loki? Or... one of them, anyway? I only know the older-looking one."
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"Couldn't resist." He quips quietly to Caspar before taking a sip of his drink and turning his gaze toward Adia instead. "Mmh. Same. Though I suppose I've just met the younger one tonight." He's going to have to try really hard to not let himself get too drunk tonight. His tolerance has been shit ever since he stopped being dead.
"I wasn't aware this was a preferred method of ritual prayer but here we are."
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Also, Cricket gave him a jar of moonshine, and unlike the stuff on Atlantis, he's actually enjoying it. "Another time, then," he replies before taking another sip of the good stuff.
"Ritualized prayer?" Adia considers this, smiling a little in thought. "Well... I know some gods love a really good party in their name. Loki is part of the Norse pantheon, and they really like to have a good time." Flagons of mead and whole roasted ox good time.
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Jim, meanwhile, is content with his glass of something incredibly bright blue while he watches the people flitting about the cafe.
"A joke, slightly. I have to wonder if Felix would call it that. Or if it's that far off from the truth. I don't know much about magic and gods, so it all seems equally ridiculous to me sometimes."
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"Yes, ridiculous Thank you. I thought I was the last person in the multiverse to believe that."
"Caspar." Adia's voice has dropped dramatically in volume, her gaze darting around her. "Seriously, we are at a party thrown by gods, this isn't the place to --"
"Sorry, sorry." Caspar mollifies her with a kiss on the cheek. "I'm just longing for a day in the Nexus that doesn't involve curses or vengeful goddesses. I'm sure Jim agrees with me. The other Jim certainly would."
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And he will be glad to have that drink to hide behind at the pause he gives while he listens to Caspar and Adia bicker amicably. The other Jim? Caspar's very likely not wrong, but...Well, best to not draw attention to it. It's an unsettling thought for Jim.
"It can all be a bit much, coming from a world with no gods to speak of. Feels like they're falling out of every closet these days."
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And then Jim voices exactly what he's thinking and he can't help but chuckle wryly. Although some of that humor is lost when he thinks back to the Spring Revelry. "So long as one doesn't pop out of my wardrobe back home."
Adia looks away, feeling a trifle guilty. If a god were to somehow end up on Atlantis, it would likely be because of her. "Some of them are very nice," she says, in their defense. "The Nexus is probably a respite for them. Being a god is hard."
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