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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[magpiemythos]

"That's the dangerous part- it's horrifically alcoholic under all that sugar!" Loki replies in a cheery tone, clearly pleased when it seems that so far so good, his new friend isn't having a bad reaction. Whatever he was going to say beyond that was forgotten when someone new approached, and the trickster turned his smile Felix's way.

He knew Loki's drinking buddy that much was clear. And probably Loki's counterpart if that confusion was any hint.

"We haven't! You likely have come across my darling counterpart though." Loki replied, gesturing with his drink towards where his twin was mingling with some of the other partygoers.

Okay im tracking his thread now whoops

[smartass_captain]

Jim snickers into his glass and tries (badly) to hide it. When it comes to social forays into the Nexus Felix is almost always much more lax about who he's meeting and how mind breaking said interactions are for him. It's always Jim who's left floundering.

Not this time.

His smile for both Loki and Felix is equal parts cheeky and charming at the same time but he knows well enough to offer his own drink toward Felix and to accept the one the mage had procured for him.

"Try the ale. What's this you've brought me?" It smells good whatever it is. "And meet Loki. A Loki at least. Not the man we've met before but this kinda thing does seem to happen around here."

[conjuredskies]

Felix doesn't resist Jim taking the drink, though he has to remind himself to actually close his grip on the one being handed to him in turn. He's looking across at the other Loki and doing some hasty recalculations. Being around Jim has given him a crash course in the whole alternates business, but that's not to say he's ever been comfortable with it.

"Ah- I'm not sure, Jim, that's why I wanted to ask you. It smells like Stros M'Kai rum, but the label was in Earth text."

He makes sure to bow politely to Loki, as much as he can without spilling the drink. "A pleasure, then. Felix Caelus, battlemage in the Imperial Legion. Are... you... from the same universe as the Thor who visits here?" He's picking his words, trying to make sense of the situation.