01 - That's great, it starts with a Q&A, smog and sky, a dark tower...
Characters: Loki and hopefully someone else, otherwise this log? Pretty sad.
Setting: Floor Four.
Format: I'm fine with either.
Summary: After the Q&A session, Loki is looking for things. The big one's seeing if he can spot a tree outside, but people to pepper with questions also is on the to-find list.
Warnings: Only that I like terrible puns and so if the thread ends without me finding a way to make one I'd be surprised.
He wished that one of the windows could open. Loki had even tried them all, finding no latches, no hinges, nothing which indicated that they could. If they could, for now at least the method of opening them was beyond his ken. For now. Not that Loki was sure, yet, what he'd do if they could. After all, his brother was the one who could fly, not him.
Thor...the fact that he had yet to show up worried him. Was he dead? Possibly, but that didn't worry him terribly much. Dead meant little. The reason Loki was here now, standing in a glass cage, was because his elder-self had died at least twice that he knew about and managed to come back from the dead. They all had died at some point. But missing meant more.
Like how Yggdrasil was missing. To be fair it had been given a fixed position by Thor (where was he?), and so it could simply be somewhere else on this world. But then there was Canada and the fact she found it odd...granted, on Midgard, Yggdrasil was in Oklahoma, and Loki knew that qualified as the middle of nowhere as the people of Midgard were concerned. But it was hardly subtle. Even if she hadn't seen it in person, she'd have seen a picture somehow...right?
Questions. He had no answers and many questions, such as, said in a bit of a sigh, "Is there really nothing out there besides clouds?" So far the answer to that appeared to be 'no,' and he likely was wasting his time, but still leaned against the walls for just a bit longer in the hopes of seeing something. A branch of the world tree, maybe, or birds, or maybe a bit of weather. Thunder, maybe.
Setting: Floor Four.
Format: I'm fine with either.
Summary: After the Q&A session, Loki is looking for things. The big one's seeing if he can spot a tree outside, but people to pepper with questions also is on the to-find list.
Warnings: Only that I like terrible puns and so if the thread ends without me finding a way to make one I'd be surprised.
He wished that one of the windows could open. Loki had even tried them all, finding no latches, no hinges, nothing which indicated that they could. If they could, for now at least the method of opening them was beyond his ken. For now. Not that Loki was sure, yet, what he'd do if they could. After all, his brother was the one who could fly, not him.
Thor...the fact that he had yet to show up worried him. Was he dead? Possibly, but that didn't worry him terribly much. Dead meant little. The reason Loki was here now, standing in a glass cage, was because his elder-self had died at least twice that he knew about and managed to come back from the dead. They all had died at some point. But missing meant more.
Like how Yggdrasil was missing. To be fair it had been given a fixed position by Thor (where was he?), and so it could simply be somewhere else on this world. But then there was Canada and the fact she found it odd...granted, on Midgard, Yggdrasil was in Oklahoma, and Loki knew that qualified as the middle of nowhere as the people of Midgard were concerned. But it was hardly subtle. Even if she hadn't seen it in person, she'd have seen a picture somehow...right?
Questions. He had no answers and many questions, such as, said in a bit of a sigh, "Is there really nothing out there besides clouds?" So far the answer to that appeared to be 'no,' and he likely was wasting his time, but still leaned against the walls for just a bit longer in the hopes of seeing something. A branch of the world tree, maybe, or birds, or maybe a bit of weather. Thunder, maybe.