Libuscha IV System Mingle (no. 1)

[necromanswers]

Who: Everyone! OTA!
Broadcast: sure why not
Action: yeahhhhhh
When: 11/12 to 1/4 (minus 12/26)


It's Candlenights! Or Christmas! Or whatever! It's festive! Go celebrate, explore, go get free stuff from a tree!!

More importantly it's a mingle!

--SYSTEM INFORMATION--

Comments

Thor | OTA

[rebuildyourruins]

a. stormy nights

[It's been a slow descent into moodiness for Thor these last couple of months. Between his friends leaving - Sokka, Steve, Peggy, Nami, Katara to name a few - and hitting his one year mark in the Fleet, maintaining his usual determination not to let the Fleet get to him is proving harder and harder. No, he doesn't want to stay here. No, he hasn't given up on escaping. But he's never been one able to pretend like loss doesn't get to him.

At least the planet proves revitalising. Thor notices the surge in his energy as soon as they're within range, and he has to admit to himself how damn good it feels on the surface. Being moody takes more effort like this. But it does still happen, and with all this magic energy around? The usual side effect of Thor's worse moods happens at a much lower bar: lightning storms.

Every few days, the placid weather will be interrupted by a sudden swell of dark clouds, thunder rumbling ominously overhead out of nowhere. Lightning flickers for five, ten minutes at a time, though no rain ever seems to fall. Invariably whenever this happens, Thor can be found somewhere nearby, staring stone-faced up into the grim weather. Sometimes he'll turn his palm over and watch the electricity crackle around it, blowing out a sigh.]

b. the castle

[Call him nostalgic for a past that wasn't as rosy as he thought it was, but this is one of the first places in the Fleet that holds a monument to a past monarchy. Thor's kingship is never far from his mind and even more so at the Min'Rith Tell's castle. Reading about a fallen royal family is perhaps kind of morbid... still, it's interesting enough, though Thor intends to ignore any parallels his mind wants to draw with Odin's family.

He lingers longest in the rooms displaying the armory, and the one holding the royal crowns and sceptres. His expression is thoughtful, but his out-loud comment is less so:]

Remind me never to wear something with that many rubies.

c. wildcard

[Thor can also be found picking through the markets for trinkets, taking part in the (very welcome) feasts that happen every day, or out in the wilds doing some hunting with a sword. If you have another idea, hit me up here or at dudemeister.]

c. closed to loki

[rebuildyourruins]

[It's been a few weeks now, and while Thor doesn't keep obsessive tabs on Loki, he does make a note of seeing him around. Which he hasn't been. Thor lets it be for a while since it's not any of his business how Loki spends his time. But after several text messages telling Loki he should check it out only to be rebuffed, he gets annoyed.

Because now he has a reason to get Loki down here, a tradition he wants to take part in. Sure, he could do it on the ships. But frankly he thinks his brother needs to get out a bit more.

So he texts him.]

Can you come down to the planet, there's something I want to show you.

[dothelokimotion]

[ uh. no?? ]

What is it? And why do I need to go there to see it?

[rebuildyourruins]

So you're NOT on the planet is what you're telling me.

[dothelokimotion]

Of course not. Why would I step foot on that planet?

[rebuildyourruins]

Because being on the ships for weeks on end is terrible?

[dothelokimotion]

Be as that may, I'm not stepping foot on any frozen rock.

[rebuildyourruins]

It's not that bad, you know. Nice towns, friendly people.

[As he texts this, Thor's already climbing into his shuttle. Whether Loki wants it or not, he's getting taken on a day trip.]

[dothelokimotion]

Nothing good comes out of these places. The less I know, the better.

[rebuildyourruins]

I haven't even seen you in weeks.

[dothelokimotion]

[ damn you thor. ]

I would have visited you if you asked.

[rebuildyourruins]

[Shit's always gotta get awkward.]

I should have, but I have not been in the best of moods. That's over with now.

[That message arrives just seconds before there's a clang from down the ship's corridor, and only a few more moments pass until Thor's come barging into the kitchen as he is wont to do without warning.]

So! How about now?

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki had been looking for the cake when he jumps, clearly startled when thor strides in. his mouth opens and closes abruptly, at a loss. ]

Thor?

a!

[necromanswers]

[Elemental energy is Lup's whole jam, and while this planet is rich with it in every area, certain spikes here and there catch her attention. She's drawn naturally to the storm, and it doesn't take her long to find the source of this particular one: Thor, looking awfully grim, arcs of lightning moving through his fingers.

Well, that won't do. He just looks too damn serious.

She steps over to him, not even trying to hide her approach, and when she's close enough she lifts a hand, sparks of lightning dancing over her palm.]

High-five, Thunder Man!

[rebuildyourruins]

[Lost in his brooding, he doesn't hear Lup until she's a few paces away. Even so he's not startled; he's not exactly being subtle out here. With a blink he looks up from his sparking hand to the cheerfully offered high-five. It's just enough out-of-left field that he's practically startled into an amused snort, and he claps his palm lightly against Lup's.

It doesn't hurt, though there's a definite zap to it.]

Hello again. You can't be out here to enjoy the weather.

[Oh, he knows exactly what he's doing. He can be glib about it.]

[necromanswers]

[Her sparks are equally harmless - the nature of the spell - though even if they weren't, she wouldn't expect it to cause problems for a god of thunder like Thor. She wiggles her fingers, feeling the zap and enjoying it a little. Electrical energy keeps you bouncing.]

Why can't I?

[She steps up to stand beside him, lifting her eyes to the clouds.]

I love thunderstorms. It's like watching untethered magic in the sky- fuckin' rad.

[rebuildyourruins]

[A lop-sided grin follows.]

Then you've come out on the right night. [He shakes out his hand, the lightning settling back into his skin.] Not that this is what I planned to do. This place seems to bring it out of me.

[necromanswers]

Considering all of the magic floating around in the air, I'm not surprised. I feel supercharged constantly, all wired and ready to blow.

[rebuildyourruins]

[Thor nods, not at all surprised to hear that others can feel the magic as well. For him it's like a constant state of just breaking through the limits of his own control for the first time, a sharp crackling feeling all throughout. He relishes it.]

Normally I would need to be furious for this -- [He waves a hand at the roiling sky, still flickering with lightning above] -- to be happening without my intention.

[Now that he's focused again however, the clouds are starting to break up.]

[necromanswers]

Oh, one of those, huh?

[Ragecaster, of sorts. That's always fun. It's a reminder that there's still plenty about this guy to learn.]

So how come you're hanging around here, instead of getting out into the heart of it? It looks like the real party is up there.

[She points a finger playfully to the rumbling clouds.]

[rebuildyourruins]

When it suits me.

[And it's a rare day that his anger doesn't suit his needs. He snorts a laugh at that.]

Well, I don't have my hammer with me right now so I have to stay put on the ground. And to be honest, I was a bit annoyed. Being up there wouldn't have helped much.

[necromanswers]

Your... hammer? That better not be a dick joke, or I'll be worried.

[But no seriously her knowledge of Thor-lore is limited to "thunder guy" and "hammer is involved somehow" and that's about it.]

[rebuildyourruins]

[He bursts out laughing.]

No! That'd be a bit more worrying, wouldn't it? I'm talking about my actual hammer. I can fly with it.

[necromanswers]

Whaaat? No kidding! How's that work? Is there a Fly enchantment on it?

[rebuildyourruins]

It's an enchanted weapon, sure. I cannot speak much to the make of it, since I wasn't present when it was created. But weapons made in Nidavellir always have more to them than your average piece.

[He glances up at the clouds, which are now just ragged trails in the sky. The storm is mostly gone.]

I don't keep it with me all the time because of the size of it, but I can call it if need be.