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.

Comments

[alittlehinky]

That sure is a bear. A big, white, fuzzy bear, like Cricket hasn't ever seen outside of a picture book.

He's seen plenty of black bears, but they're smaller. And they look more timid, and they don't cook, as far as he's aware. Ice Bear may catch the young man staring at him, but the look on his face isn't fear. It's more of a 'he's so fluffy I'm gonna DIE' kind of expression.

[icebearforpresident]

Cricket's expression wouldn't be the first nor last time someone thought Ice Bear was cute. As he walks past Cricket's table, he pauses, readjusting the water pitcher is his fuzzy paws.

"...Can Ice Bear get you anything?" He figures the staring is because Ice Bear has accidentally forgotten to take his order.

[alittlehinky]

"O-oh!" Cricket seems kind of surprised to be spoken to, although whether that's because he's not used to talking bears or whether he's just a little shy sometimes, himself, is hard to say.

"No, sir, sorry! Just...I ain't never seen a white bear before. Didn't mean to stare. There was black bears where I came from but they're smaller."

Much smaller.

[icebearforpresident]

"Polar bear. Ice Bear's fur is a nice shade of white though."

He takes Cricket's statement as a compliment, not minding the staring comment, since it's better than receiving a negative complaint. Many newcomers are always giving Ice Bear the surprised treatment, so he's used to it.

"Also have panda and grizzly bears." Ice Bear looks over to a table when his two older brother, Grizz and Panda, are happily playing a video game together. Neither of them seem scary either. "Ice Bear is main cook here. Pleasure to meet you."

[alittlehinky]

Cricket is quick to recover from his timidity, particularly since he was admiring how fluffy and white Ice Bear is from the beginning. He breaks into a warm smile and stands up to offer a handshake.

"Ice Bear. Nice to meet you, sir. I'm Cricket."

He glances over his shoulder and only seems more pleased by the sight of the other two bears. He wouldn't want to disturb their gaming, but talking bears strike him as all around delightful.

"Ain't never seen any kind of bears except black bears," he nods. "Do a lot of bears cook where you're from or are you, uh, unusual?"