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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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Date: 2018-11-24 01:57 am (UTC)She might look, or even feel, familiar. Who else has stood so still and calm in his presence? How drunk is the Indoraptor right now? He is a very smart dinosaur, but even if he does make the connection, can he really trust himself in this inebriated state?
When he blinks, she is gone. Where did she go? Once the Indoraptor is asleep, she will return, arms full with the biggest blanket she could find. A somewhat comical sight as she struggles to carefully and gently maneuver it around him, aware that startling awake a PTSD-addled dinosaur could end badly.
When he wakes, whenever that is, the Indoraptor will find himself nested in a soft and cozy quilt. He may not need it, cold-blooded murder lizard that he is, but "Anna" meant the gesture as more symbolic than anything else. She is a friend.