[After the
Midnight Show. The words are slightly strained, breathless and punctuated by the flat smack of running shoes, a steady rhythm, though occasionally louder, accompanied by a grunt and a clatter. It's obvious he's running while he's making this post, though the casual tone is casual. He's running to and not from something.]
It seems so simple now. So easy. [The rhythmic pounding of feet pauses and Serrure huffs a breath, then inhales and the sound of running starts again] Even if the situation was against me, even if all- no, not all- most, even if most of the people around me were unfair and cruel, it was always my choice how to react.
[A huff] But I gave away my power. I did what was easy and hurt the one person who really did love me. I was just so jealous how easy it was for him to be mindlessly good without even- ugh
[Silence falls and his voice drops to a whisper] What would Thor do? He'd smash it with his hammer. I don't have a hammer, so what would Loki do? Magic it into oblivion, obviously. But ... I can't remember how to do that now so, what else would Loki do? Ah- talk it into oblivion! [Shoes scrape against pavement and Serrure is calling louder]
Hey. Uh. You. Me. Whatever. [A pause and softer, almost to himself] Accept it, someone said accept it and it would go away. You're part of me. I get that. My past, what I could be in the future if I slip up and go the easy route. So. I accept you. You'll always be a part of me and serve as a reminder for the consequences of taking for granted this second chance.
[A sharp inhale of breath, whuffing it out in a triumphant sound] Hah! Silvertongue all the way. That was easier than I- swina bqllr [The sound of running and the NV cuts off]