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first one to make that doctor who joke loses

Who: Everyone! All of you!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Definitely!
When: Anytime during the toxic moon event!

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[boy oh boy, isn't everyone just so excited to explore this... charming... place...?

this is a game-wide mingle and the timeframe isn't super-important, so throw in with whatever you want! play war games, go shopping for gas masks, get lost in the wilderness, hide up in the Iskaulit and refuse to set foot on the moon, anything goes.

here's the main event info post for reference! have fun!]

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[Loki looks at Leto intently for a moment, considering once again.]

What people choose to not say is most informative of all. And you cannot know what is left unsaid until you've heard what is said, yes?

[One eyebrow arches up in query--and what do you see, Leto? What do you say?]

[ Remember, his father's ghost whispers to him, there are sinkholes in the desert. You cannot trust the desert. You can only fear it in your love.

Leto dismisses him. Old proverbs will hardly help him here. And for all his father's wisdom, it is obsolete to Leto. He's heard them all. Seen it all. FDR had asked him how Leto has not succumbed to his grief, as if Leto does not see people dying in time. All time. All paths. ]

I have said everything. I have held nothing back, save the limits that must be set.

Nonsense, you have not said everything. This is a finite stretch of time and my memory does not work as yours.

Then you need to ask the right questions.

[ Leto is not so open that he'll tell everything automatically. ]

[Snort.] Shall I write you an eda of equations explaining why it is impossible with the structure of space-time as it is and as I can twist it for such to occur?

That might be fun.

At any rate [A little smile] I've come to find your chosen silences most informative.

If you're that determined to be romantic about it.

[ His chosen silences. Perhaps he eased himself too quickly in this new place. ]

And what do they tell you?

How could I be anything but romantic when maths are involved?

[He brushes his fingers lightly over Leto's cheek again.]

That's not how this game works. But 'tis adorable you think so.

It's comforting to know complex variables stoke the fire in your belly.

[ Touches. He has little defense against those. ]

Considering the game changes, I feel I am allowed to ask.

The truest sort of beauty that can steal my breath. [He'd had a strange sort of friendship with Jane Foster in Luceti, one that had almost become something more because of that love of mathematics. He doubts he's in such danger here, but it's another sort of mental connection he thirsts for.]

[He's beginning to guess at that. Lucky for Leto, perhaps, that Loki has such strict borders he cannot allow himself to cross, though he presses up against them.]

True, you are allowed to do so. The rules have not yet shifted to preclude that.

[ Leto snorts delicately at the word "rules". There are none, obviously and that could not be any clearer. What remains to be seen is whether he wants to play the game. He shifts on his feet, feeling the ground tilt. He still has his cards, but Leto is loathe to play those that lend him too much power. He is not among his subjects here.

It seems, he realized, he has forgotten much of the heart. ]

Then you should seek it out.

[ And seek it elsewhere, but that goes without saying. They may connect and tease, but neither will commit to more. ]

Like an arrow to my heart.

[Loki laughs softly and draws away, turns to go. He feels he's come out of this round very well. If he thinks of it in terms of a game, he can avoid admitting the real emotional intimacy to himself.

Because that is important, and frightening.]

[ He watches him go, silent. Even the voices inward seem to hold their breath. This had evolved beyond a mere game. Loki may not admit, but actions speak boldly. The lightest speaks of the highest temptation.

Should he let this continue? Leto keeps asking himself this, but there are no answers. There is no one to guide him. There's no one left to lean on. His hand goes to his neck, where his neck hangs hidden, squeezing the Ruby key.

What would Loki tell him now? You have the right to be happy, most likely. He knows this. He has learned it in the bonds of his team.

It was Loki's decision now. Leto's was made long ago. ]

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