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

the momma bear of the Nexus lol

[icebearforpresident]

Ice Bear is about to head back to the kitchen, since most people are either filtering out or have already been served. Harley is also making things much easier, so the ursine has time to socialize. He does stop when addressed, blinking with his black beady eyes at Loki. The words need not be said, trickster, he can tell something is amiss.

"Ice Bear is here to serve. Can bring you something other than cherries though. On the house."

[coldsong]

He's been very quiet, patient and stolid, and it's only knowledge of the Nexus that lead Loki to assume he was a talking bear in the first place. Although, really, any kind of bear that bakes and works in a cafe is bound to be unusual by Loki's standards.

Now, though, he's certain that bear or no, this is a perceptive individual, and he nods, smiling lopsidedly.

"I need nothing," he says. "Save your pardon for the mess of cherry stems we seem to be leaving in our wake. But my twin there--" He nods at the other Loki. "Some sort of pretty pastry that he might admire as he eats it? Pretend it's his birthday. And if anything is amiss after we leave, I will square accounts later. On my word as someone who does not wish to be banned from this establishment."

[icebearforpresident]

Ice Bear knows nothing of the lore or history surrounding Loki, just that the black-haired man is another customer who needs taken care of. To be honest, his behavior isn't terrible, thus the ursine hasn't had a need to get upset, especially after Loki's reassuring words.

"Ice Bear has got this." Celebrating a semi-birthday? Easy. Katsuya is bound to have some creative Japanese pastries in the back. The bear steps away for a minute, then comes back to Loki holding a small plate with a cute little cake on it.

"Will this do?"

[coldsong]

Loki has a pretty clear idea of how his actions result in consequences for himself, and that's why he plans to do his drinking away from the Cafe, after everyone's tired of milkshakes and cherries. It has nothing to do with a conscience and everything to do with liking their ice cream.

At this rate, if no one causes any real trouble, all they've done is bring in an excessive amount of business for one evening. That's not a bad thing.

He waits where he is for Ice Bear's return, breaking into a smile when he sees what he's brought. "...that's charming! Is it your handiwork?"