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God of Mischief (notdoinggethelp) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2021-09-15 17:44:00

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active: loki odinson, active: sylvie

Who: Loki and Sylvie
When: Monday Evening (After the Yelling at the Entity Show)
Where: Around the tower
What: Yelling is an extremely therapeutic way of letting go of stuff.

If someone had told Loki that, in some part of his lifetime, he would find himself standing in the midst of a strange world yelling anything and everything at the sky with the likes of Bruce Banner and Tony Stark?

He would have laughed and gone on about it being absolute nonsense. He was meant for better things. Bigger things.

Or he was. He thought he was.

Giddy and far too pleased with the frustrations and aggression that had been released, Loki was grinning madly as he approached the familiar blonde. His other self. The better Loki, a statement that he sincerely agreed with these days.

"Sylvie! Sylvie, did you see us?" he asked, his hands coming to rest on her shoulders. "I have yelled at many things, but this felt different. A good different. You should have been with us."

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	thebetterloki 2021-09-26 12:46 am UTC (link)
	"I suppose it is cheaper than Therapy." Sylvie said with a little bit of a smirk. "I didn't think New York could get any louder." "I know," Sylvie said with a small sigh, "But I've never been safe anywhere. You know that. Anywhere I go, any where I hid, they always catch up with me. And what if we bring them here? What if they prune this universe too?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

notdoinggethelp
2021-09-29 05:36 am UTC (link)

It was a valid point. One that Loki had considered despite how it made him feel. Surely this place, even from what little he knew, wouldn't allow that to happen.

Then again, given the nature of the ostriches lurking in the building's lobby, he had to wonder.

"We won't. We can't."

Could they? There had been the slightest tremble in his voice. Enough that those who knew him well would know that even he questioned his own words. It was becoming more frustrating, really. Doubting everything he had come to know. Then again, as he was learning, it seemed everyone was meant for various things they had yet to know.

Except for him. Except for them.

"I won't let that happen. Neither will the others. My brother - our brother - wouldn't stand for it. Neither would our mother." Two individuals Loki knew he could count on for certain. It was an interesting thing, though, that he had jumped so quickly to include those he had once been at odds with. The few that seemed to know him but he knew very little of himself.

Valkyrie, Banner, Stark. Even Billy and Tommy seemed to know him better than Loki could begin to say.

Closing his eyes, Loki took a moment to regain himself. Despite the tremble and uncertainly, he had tensed. His tone had grown stern with worry and concern. Features unfurling, he did his best to find the gentle smile from moments earlier.

"What shall we do to ease your mind, hmm? I have heard there is an ice cream parlor not too far. I may have spared a few pieces of coin from my initial arrival fee." He had far more than 'a few'.

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