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[It doesn't matter where you are in Aliunde today, if you are outdoors or even just watching out a window, at some point a very tiny little blond will be sweeping in front of you. Or raking leaves. Or picking things up. Or washing things. Because it's the little details that count, and if a place is going to be successful and pleasant looking it

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[action] Darling you know I love when the teal deer runs over our threads.

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She seems miserable and entirely unwell. I worry for her. Perhaps more so now that I've been made aware of her less proper actions, and what she has hidden from me. It is a sad thing indeed to imagine that she would feel the need for such behavior. [And he feels guilty all of the sudden, and shakes his head. He understands that having a fearful life and a cruel fate could drive some to poor actions, but he would like to think that all are above it.] I am disgusted with myself, but I nearly did the same for a moment. It was hard not to find some offense in her words. [He thinks for a moment, trying to find a way to help her truly.] She says that she has an adopted father here. Do you think it might be wise to speak to him of her outbursts? He might not be aware of her behavior, and could reign her in if need be.

...Loki? I've read about his namesake. When I was young. [Mythology was to him what dirty fanfiction is to moderns teens on the net. Awful, and addictive. And certainly forbidden by his parents. And his cheeks color a bit at some of the stories returning to his mind.] It is not good that she's gotten others involved. This must be stopped, for her own good as well as the good of others.

[Gods. Gods. He's not sure what to say, his mostly devout little god-fearing brain is breaking.]

...I am terribly sorry. But I've shared some of those fates, I must admit. People find fascinating, terribly creative ways to do harm to their fellow man. And I have learned the hard way of those ways.

[action] And so often it happens. /sob

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[He huffs out a breath of a laugh, shaking his head a little.] She's manipulative, she's not to be trusted. If you can help it, don't fall for her tricks. She'll have you wrapped around her finger, sweet guy like you.

[He thinks for a few moments.] It's probably a good idea to talk to whoever she thinks is her dad. I know she lives with some guy called Cloud, he's probably who she means.

[Laughing, Jack nods slightly.] Loki, the real one. He's not a namesake, he's the actual, genuine god. And he's a tricky bastard but a good friend of mine. [He smiles, seeing Lazarus blush, amused by it.] You're right, it needs to be stopped.

[He nods slightly, a light smile on his face.] It's not nice being like us when we're able to come back but we still remember how painful it is to die. [He pauses, looking at him.] How old are you really, then?

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It's terrible... But I am not her father, nor am I her keeper. There is little I can do to stop her, save for speaking to this Cloud and encouraging him to take an active part to save her from herself. [He nods, determinedly, set on making a call later this day.] I'll do what I can, though. Thank you for warning me, Jack.

You mean... I... Oh. Oh. [He wrings his hands, broom falling to the ground, eyes widening.] So there are more gods than the one that has turned his back on me. I-I'm not sure if I'm horrified or fascinated beyond belief. A-and that god. [He's blushing, fangirling, and having a moral dilemma all at once.]

No, it isn't pleasant. But I don't mind really! It was only bad the first few times, a body can get used to anything I think! [He's just a baby in the end. Physically in his teens, mentally still close to that.] I'll be forty on the first of January.