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Loki (hamrammr) wrote in chaosisland,

Loki thought about it... no, he pretended to. He was a man who had given into hedonistic tendencies all his life. Pleasure had guided his actions, morals had only ever played a secondary role. Then he had been thrust on the island and his life had filled with people. His views had changed. But that wasn't the only thing that had changed. He had been tossed from reality to reality. Had lost both life, lovers, family and friends. He was exhausted and his exhausted mind was only too happy to have an excuse to switch of his restraint and just let go. Just go where it felt right to go and not think about the consequences.

"Then maybe you shouldn't... that's the worst that could happen really?" It was the first time he glanced at Strange. And there was a twitch there... the feelings for Christine - feelings that weren't his to begin with - finding someone else to latch onto. "Oh, come on..." he muttered. It was getting ridiculous. And yet... there was a comfort in the twisted scene the hotel had created. Loki didn't feel alone.