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[Loki is spending a lot of his time on the world out and about--and not wearing his own face. But he still takes refuge on the Paisley to sleep occasionally, as well as add to his cache of oddities that he's bought from the various factions. He's available for trading if you're wise enough to realize he's a man who knows how to get things (and stupid enough to try to bargain with him).

There is, of course, also reading downtime in his office, which is where he still sleeps since that's where he has the most privacy. The office now features a small terrarium of fluff slugs.

And of course, he can be found in the kitchen, attempting to construct something that does the job as an espresso machine. That's at least where some of his faction trading is going. It's an arcane-looking device.]

Loki,

[How does one even address a Norse god appropriately stars give her strength.]

We have not met, but I am Dr. Beverly Crusher of the SS Blue Fish. I recently disappeared from the fleet, for lack of a better description. I've been told that you experienced something similar a few months ago. I would like to ask you a few questions about it if you are comfortable doing so, though I fully understand if you are not.

Thank you,

Dr. Crusher

I've little useful information to impart, but you may ask your questions.

Loki

Thank you. I admit I don’t have high hopes of discovering any revelations about our captors, but it might be worthwhile information to have down the road at some point.

So then, was my information correct about your disappearance, that your name remained on the ship’s roster and your quarters left as if you were still living there?

Yes on both counts. I am given to understand that an illusion manifested in my office for the entire time I was gone.

Interesting. That did not happen with me. As far as I know, my quarters were simply empty. May I ask what sort of illusion it was?

Full environmental illusion. My mother's garden, from what I was told later.

A place important to you then, I assume.

[Not really a point in denying that.]

Yes. A place I knew very well.

Interesting. I'd be curious to know what their motivations were for doing that - not that I expect an answer of course. Not as if my previous conversation with Diamond was exactly fruitful.

I'd also be curious as to know their method of doing so.

I haven't spoken to Diamond myself, but I have kept an eye on the conversations. There is much unsaid.

Of course not. Can't have us knowing too much now. Though it seems likely Diamond is simply a spokesperson, with limited power herself.

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This seems a common factor in places such as this. Our ignorance offers them a great deal of power.

I assume that means you've been through this before.

Before I came to be here, I was held captive in a village called Luceti. The trappings are rather different, but the similarities in how things are run become striking after a short time of observation.

Though I shall note that this place is far more... gentle than ever was Luceti.

So I've heard about other places too. Makes one wonder how many there are and if there is any connection between them.

If I had more data, I might be able to begin exploring resonant links. Perhaps.

Any theories so far, from what you do know already?

Not as such. I'd pursued the avenue a bit in Luceti, but lacked the cooperation that I needed.

[Mostly he just got bored with the project and found more interesting things to do with his time.]

Understandable enough. It's difficult to focus on that when there are more pressing daily issues,

To be more frank, I was generally disliked. It was more effort than I wished to put forth to obtain the data I needed.

Hopefully you are having better luck here.

I have not been pursuing the question actively as of yet. I've had other concerns on my mind.

I hope I'm not interrupting then.

If you were, I would not have bothered to answer your message.

Meaning you're curious about it as well?

I am curious about everything. It is my nature.

Seems only fair then, that I tell you of my experience. As I mentioned, there were no illusions present in my quarters while I was gone. They were simply left as is and my name remained on the Blue Fish's roster. I was gone for a month here, however I returned home for three years, so for me it has been much longer.

When I first awoke, I felt that that there was more than that, like memories that had been erased almost.

Do you mean memories of your conscious time here, or... other?

I am of the.... intuition that much was done to me here, during my absence. That I cannot recall anything but vague, unrealiable impressions is of particular upset to me, as my recall is normally perfect.

I have the same suspicion, yes. That perhaps I didn't truly go home.

It may be the overprint of two different events. I did not return with any additional memories of my home.

Yet we are the only two who have had this happen. There must be some link. Unless the disappearances and glitches are not as well controlled as Atroma would have us believe.

How certain are you, that it is only we two?

Fairly confident. No one else I've talked to has mentioned anything about it.

[After the whole mess with the dragon, the drifting week couldn't get here soon enough for Stefan. Maybe he could finally get some well-earned sleep and relaxation - or maybe he'd screw sleep over for some extra baking in the kitchen.

The teapot's almost overflowing with his usual blend; not that he's noticed, since he's also downing red-tinted pills like no tomorrow. Stefan's a super healthy guy normally. The picture of tip-top shape. But as he rolls out dough into cookies, he can't help yawning more and more...

Or maybe you've caught him sleeping (at long last) in the med bay. Go ahead and disturb him, but you might have a hard time waking him up.]

[Now, Clay had been here to visit Trucy again, because she's kind of amazing and adorable. But when he finds Stefan in the kitchen, yawning up a storm? He decides to put it off a little longer as he comes into the kitchen, then leans his shoulder against the fridge. He assumes Stefan heard him come in, but...]

You know... I've heard of sleeping on the job, but this is taking it to a new level!

Very punny.

[Stefan rolls his eyes, though his smile betrays his amusement as he sets his cookies aside.]

How've you been? Not that I'm complaining, but I think I've seen you around more than usual.

I've been fine.

[More like, things are shit but also really good, so it balances out to "fine". Clay leans away from the fridge then, if only to investigate the cookies. Gotta make sure they're okay after Stefan's clearly had his mind elsewhere, even if it's on just being tired.]

You guys got a new crewmate: Trucy Wright?

[Like Stefan would ever let a batch of cookies go to waste! Clay'll find them just fine, even if they seem more misshapen than usual.]

Oh! Yeah, with the latest shuffle. She's a cute kid. Super energetic, though.

[Wait.]

Did you know her? Back home, I mean?

Yeah! ... Well, sort of. My best friend from home showed up here too: Apollo Justice. He's the one who knows her, and he talked about her a lot back at home.

[And judging by the way he's beaming, he's super happy that both Apollo and Trucy are here, even if it's only for a little while. Satisfied that the cookies look okay, Clay leans against the kitchen counter instead.]

He wanted to arrange for us to meet up, but we've always been really busy. Courtroom cases can't solve themselves, and astronauts have to train hard! [No hard feelings, but they've been missing out.]

Right! I talked to him a little bit over the network. Wish I'd known that he and Trucy were old pals.

[Stefan returns that grin, for once forgetting his current sleep-deprived state. He can hold off a little bit longer!]

Makes sense. I can't blame you, and honestly, I'm kinda thrilled. Means you can taste-test my hummus later.

[Because yeah, he's got you, bro. He remembers how much Clay prefers healthy things, and nothing says healthy quite like hummus.]

You know I can't say no to that!

[He puts his hands on his hips as he turns to face Stefan a bit better.]

Apollo probably won't admit it, but Trucy's definitely like a little sister to him. [His grin turns more teasing now, but still definitely fond.] So, by default, she's a little sister to me. I know I can count on you to take care of her, but I'm obligated to ask you anyway!

[He can respect that. If Olette or Marinette had mysteriously arrived on Clay's ship, Stefan would've asked the same thing. So he nods, standing a little straighter.]

Of course. She's family, and you don't leave family behind.

[He pauses for a couple of seconds.] She likes cookies, right? Or am I gonna have to think of something else?

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