Who: Loki & John C. (and potentially Kat) What: We'll see Where: Park in Wheel 1 When: Early afternoon Open: I'm open to it but please ask first
The description of the stone was almost finished. It had been a delicate process. But being stuck in a body had given him the time to dedicate most of his time to reading. Days Loki had spent in his library and gone over the tombs that held the history of his own universe and its alternative timelines. He had followed the trail of the gem that had destroyed the Asgardian ship, had learned what it felt like to use the gems and how it was to be destroyed by them.
The description was accurate. He was sure. Well, maybe not one hundred percent sure but at least ninety-nine. Okay, maybe more ninety-five. One could, however, argue that ninety-five rounded up was a hundred. For once, this argument did not convince him to jump into action. An error could prove drastic consequences that would not only ensure his own death.
He had spent too much time in the library and had sought out the quiet of the park. It was the part of the station that came closest to home. The foot of one of the larger trees formed his favourite place. It was set right next to the lake. Now it provided him with a place to think. His back rested against the tree as he pondered the potential faults of his writing.