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Richard Wainwright (atrickstertype) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2011-11-01 20:44:00

Entry tags:

loki, melinoe

Last Night Was Shaking
Who: Richard/Loki and Iris/Melinoe
What: Halloween Event Prompt
Where: All over town
When: Around 1:00 am, October 31, 2011
Warnings: Yes? Probably? TBA
Notes: In Babylonian mythology Scorpion Men were the children of Tiamat. They were also known as aqrabuamelu or girtablilu. They had the head, arms, and torso of a giant man but below the waist they had the tails of scorpions. Their heads touch the sky, their "terror is awesome" and their "glance is death". They were first created by the mother goddess Tiamat in order to wage war against the younger gods for the betrayal of her mate Apsu. Deadly warriors, they could fight either with their scorpion tails or their bows and arrows which never missed their targets.

Richard rubbed his temple and walked out of the Pax with his jacket in his hand and a bitter taste in his mouth. That was definitely in the running for the worst party he had ever been to. If he had just... no. No, he wasn't going to focus on it anymore. Hell, he was too drunk to focus on it. He was just going to get to the bus stop (thank goodness public transportation kept late hours) and get back to the Pax. There would be enough time for apologies and explanations later, when he could concentrate. When he could remember just exactly why he had done any of that. The fight with James (who he had only realized later he recognized from seeing him walk into the apartment next door), the subsequent mess with Lucy, he would deal with it all later

The headache came at the same time as the bus. It was a stabbing, violent one, probably brought on by a mix of the alcohol and the last few weeks. That's what he had to tell himself, anyway, as he stumbled on board and fed the machine a couple of dollars. If the migraines were really getting more common, it would mean months of doctors' offices and pain. His stomach roiled at the thought, so he pushed it to the back of his mind (he was getting lots of practice avoiding thoughts like that recently) and slumped into one of the seats near the back. Wincing, he rubbed his hands across his eyes, his beard... and Loki looked up, blinking, at the strange hall he was in.
No, bus. Richard called it a bus. It was to take them back to their home. Apartment. Yes. Now, how exactly was it meant to do that? The sooner he arrived at their home, the sooner he could deal with whatever was happening on that island. Somehow he doubted that it would be exactly his area of expertise, but from the little bit he had been able to pick up on, they would need him. Whoever they were. He had recognized some of the voices Richard had encountered, he was sure of it, but they, like so much of Richard's mind, seemed distant and difficult to call forth

His attempt to remember was cut short by the realization that the bus was coming to a halt. As he looked up, a glass door set in the wall swung open and Loki lurched out of his chair towards it, leaving Richard's coat and hat on the seat behind him. Almost immediately after his feet touched the ground the bus roared to life behind him and started away. By the time he realized that he neither knew the area, nor had any memory of Richard passing through it, the bus was out of hailing distance. Loki grimaced, scanning the vicinity for any single familiar image. What his eyes lit on, much to his surprise, was a woman's form. Iris was distinct enough that he could recognize her even from a distance, and he started down the sidewalk at a trot, calling out her name.

"You there! Iris!"

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atrickstertype
2011-12-02 09:44 pm UTC (link)

Loki hardly heard his companion, distracted as he was by the place they had walked into. It was cavernous, some sort of giant hall filled with what he could only guess was a bazaar. Bright lights and brightly colored wares vied for his attention, while those few people who stalked the aisles seemed insensate- merely shuffling past behind metal carriages they pushed themselves. He could hardly fathom this place... but he saw well that it would have no hiding places when the beasts chasing them came through the front door. There were no walls, no rooms, nothing that looked solid enough to protect them or hide them from the massive beings that followed.

"If you hope to hear the screams first, I suggest we get as far from these doors as possible," he offered, trying to ignore the music and voices coming from above him. "What should we be looking for? Would one of these people simply know the way to go?" He began to walk quickly away from the doors, noticing the startled glances that people were shooting their way. "Are there other doors?"

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tranquilstrife
2011-12-04 03:44 am UTC (link)

"We should be looking for a map or someone to help us find a map since I have no idea where it would be in this horrible place. Maybe someone even knows the way home?" Melinoe started to head to the back of the store like he had suggested, walking passed things she absolutely did not recognize, small fridges, action figures, giant stuffed animals, as well as camping and hunting equipment. It was hard not to stop and stare at each and every new thing; the world had changed so drastically since she had last been in it. Finally Iris stopped at a door that led to the garden section. It was probably a way out, but did they stop to try and find a way home or just continue to run? Making a decision, Iris went towards voices, which brought her an aisle or two over to the paint counter. "Excuse me, but do you know how to get to Pax Letale? We're supposed to go check on a friend's apartment for them, and we got a little lost."

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atrickstertype
2011-12-10 07:16 pm UTC (link)

The man behind the counter looked up from what Loki could only guess was a stupor of boredom or illicit alcohol and stared at Melinoe. His mouth worked, as if attempting speech, and he blinked furiously. Apparently Melinoe's appearance alone was enough to stun a mortal into silence. Loki wondered with amusement what the man would have done in reaction to any one of his children. Or, for that matter, to Loki's own original semblance.

When the man finally spoke, it was with a slight tremor, "That's quite the costume," he said, as if saying it would make it true. "But I don't know anywhere by that name, ma'am. Sorry 'bout that."

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tranquilstrife
2011-12-11 04:24 pm UTC (link)

Melinoe had forgotten in the panic that her appearance could frighten and intimidate people, and she could continue this one of two ways, and in her mind she mentally flipped a coin to help her decide which route to go. She could be nice and understanding about this, of course the man didn't know where Pax was, it was just an apartment complex, one of a million. Or she could be a little harsher, there had to be a way for someone to help them, to find out where their apartment complex was somehow. She searched Iris for help, but she was no help.

Melinoe leaned in slowly to the man and certainly the closer she leaned in it quickly became more and more obvious that she was not actually wearing a costume. Was she even there? Was he imagining this? She tried to access her powers as best as she was able to. "Find out."

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