driftfleet | Video + action

Who: Loki
Broadcast: Video
Action: Marsiva
When: Current

[When last he was awake, Loki had been curled up in the bed he shared with Rogue, in the addition of his house they'd built together in Luceti. He ascertains very quickly that many things had changed, including:

No Rogue.
No wings. He can find no objection to that development at least.
Even if he could really do without the new set of scars, however neat, on his shoulderblades.
But there is this ghastly thing in the back of his neck now.
Definitely no longer in Luceti.
Definitely not back in Asgard, either.
Which is a bit annoying since he'd just been getting down to the business of ruling the place from behind Odin's face when Luceti had snatched him up anyway.
Someone's taken all his daggers. Smart of them. He shall find out who at his earliest convenience and then gut them with something far duller so that they can fully apprehend what a bad idea that was.
They took his books as well, somehow. Gutting will occur with the most blunt instrument he can find.
Oh, this is space. And he's on a space ship. Hm.
He cannot easily escape said space ship. Really, again?

New situations are, at least, interesting. The first order of business after a bit of arcane poking about to ascertain his imprisonment and its nature, is to find out more information so he can begin prodding the pieces in place to improve his lot and get him out of here. There's to be an audience? One part amusing (he does so like to manipulate an audience) and one part infuriating (how dare he be treated like a sideshow).

Well, there will be blood, etc etc etc. On a time scale that pleases him.

The most unexpected result of his initial quiet investigating is that there's an arcane signature about that is his. Something of his, something he has touched and bespelled, is already around. And he would very much like to know just what that is. After brief consideration, he decides to make a video broadcast (well, isn't this familiar, even if the trappings are different) since that will also no doubt find out for him if he is known by anyone in this place.

If he is? Well, he could always do with a list of chew toys. And if not? Could be very fun indeed.

Thus, video. Loki looking coolly amused.]

There's something of mine that seems to have wandered off and found itself here. I [will... no, let's be plausibly courteous for now until the situation unfolds a bit more] would very much like to have it back.

[Video ends there.

After that, he'll take a more thorough stalk through the Marsiva, trying to get a full sense of this new prison.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Shuffle's just what they call it when they move us from ship ta ship. Seems like the crew arrangements are semi-permanent, but everyone gets put off the Marsiva into a different ship at first.

[Oh, right.]

Apparently there's a fleet of ships that appear out of the black, an' fire at the fleet every now an' again. No real reason we know of, no knowin' who they are. This time, they showed up just long enough ta usher us all into a nebula and then flew off. [Half of her money is on it being a ratings boost, honestly.] Ships took some damage, but no one was seriously injured.

[...not that... she thinks he'd actually care about that in terms of anything other than the indication of the severity of the attack.] Now we're all oribitin' a desert moon. You can probably see it out the window.

No choice at all, hm? [So the chances of him ending up on her ship are relatively low. That's... aggravating. Very aggravating. ]

And no one seriously injured. Odd, that. I wonder what their true purpose was.

Not at first. [And... she wasn't sure how she felt about the thought of Loki on her ship, or off it, not at all. They'd been essentially living together for well over a year before he'd disappeared, but... as much as she wanted to see him, she'd already put down roots in other areas, in places that she also cared about. She feared if he arrived and chose her ship to stay that he would take up all her sun.

...and honestly, the thought of Loki on one of these ships for long... would he be able to bear it? Or would he go mad with the constant proximity of others? That was another concern.]

An' no way of guessin'. We just don't know enough.

[...she was talking to him. She was really talking to him.]

A matter for investigation, then. [Could be worse. Give him a few problems to worry at like a dog with a bone and it staves off the boredom.]

I'd also be very curious to know how they came to snatch either of us from the Malnosso. Not that I shall miss their incompetence, but it's... [Worrying? Maybe.] I dislike being tossed about like a shuttlecock.

...they weren't quite the same Malnosso that ya used to know. [Pause a beat.] Not that I reckon it matters much.

Oh? What happened, in my... absence?

[But it wasn't an absence. Not to him. It was yesterday.]

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