{{001. Disappointments

[livinglavidaloki]

[Well, this wasn't supposed to be where he ended up. Not to say he was upset by it. Mildly confused and disappointed, maybe. Since his very recent arrival he'd already managed to free himself, disguise himself as a human, and discover his journal. By now he's been watching you for a short time, residents of Paradisa. Though at this point watching consisted of no more than flipping through mortal prattle in the journal and gaining an assessment of the most recent events. People missing, mirrored nonsense, nothing apparently relevant here as none of it seemed to answer what questions he had. Though he has been questioning the strange content filling itself out on a certain page around this time.

In fact, the journal seemed rather chaotic about now. Probably best to hold onto it for later. Instead Loki settled for making the most of his newfound freedom and looking around what appeared to be the interiors of... Well, what was this place?]


[[OOC:: Wow, how do cuts. Anyway. Cut due to spoilers? xux Ahh. I'm nervous.]]

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[livinglavidaloki]

[But Loki notices him, of course. The man... Or whatever he was, was difficult to miss by any means. His eyes follow him briefly, as if trying to determine something, but he shook his head when he decided that he didn't very much care.] You. Mechanic creature.

[cheerupemoborg]

[Stops, and sighs audibly. Had it been any other occasion he would've ignored this person... but he was new. Or at least Hank hadn't seem him before.

Doesn't mean his mood was about to improve.]

What?

[livinglavidaloki]

[Good, he had his attention.] I assume you are of average intelligence, correct? [It was rhetorical of course, and holding back from being entirely dripping with distaste at having to communicate with him.] I need you to confirm a few things and then I'll be done with you.

[cheerupemoborg]

[Hank's first instinct is deck this guy in the schnozz... but the haughtiness, the arrogance.

Not everyone is as they seem to be in Paradisa. If Hank's hunch is right, then this person might - might - just be Eschaton material.]

...shoot.

[livinglavidaloki]

[He's pleased he doesn't have to waste any more time.] 'Paradisa'. It has been mentioned a few times in the journal. That's the name of this realm, correct?

[cheerupemoborg]

It is.

[livinglavidaloki]

And the people. Would you consider them... Organized?

[cheerupemoborg]

Nnnnnn... Define 'organized'.

[livinglavidaloki]

[What were those little clubs people liked to form... Governments?] The population here is fairly eclectic. Have they not formed a hierarchy yet?

[cheerupemoborg]

It's constantly changing. Residents come and go all the time.

The town is a bit more stable, however.

[livinglavidaloki]

I see. Then there's no certainty to the length of one's presence here? I imagine the town doesn't have any system to it either.

[cheerupemoborg]

No and on.

[livinglavidaloki]

I see. That was all I required. I'll remember your aid, mechanic mortal. [So he's just going to go back to his looking around now unless Hank says/does something else.]

[cheerupemoborg]

...your name?

[livinglavidaloki]

What need do have of it?

[cheerupemoborg]

Would you prefer I give you a nickname?

[livinglavidaloki]

No, I suppose not. It is Loki, and see that you do not use it openly.

[cheerupemoborg]

Why?

Making enemies already?

[livinglavidaloki]

Not that I know of. But it would appear that someone has deluded themselves into thinking they know me, and attempted to attack upon my arrival. They appeared to know my name as well, which is odd.

[cheerupemoborg]

[Shrugs.]

Another you from another life, perhaps.

[livinglavidaloki]

Perhaps. But at this point I can't be too careful. Now that you have my name, I should think it well to know yours, then, too.

[cheerupemoborg]

Just call me Hank.

[livinglavidaloki]

I will remember you then, Hank, should we come into contact again in the future.