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Verity in the forum? Not a strange sight. Verity without coffee? Rather less common. Verity slumping, exhausted, into a couch? Unusual. Verity covered in scrapes, bruises, and dust? Definitely strange.

"Help isn't if it's forced on someone. This is true. Someone not in possession of all of the facts cannot give fully informed consent. This is also true. But nobody can be forced to listen." Of course Verity has things on her mind. Who here doesn't? "How do you reconcile that? Is ignorance truly bliss? Or do you do what's needed to save someone despite their choices?"

((A note before you come to play with Verity: she's got a magic spell stuck in her that lets her always know when someone is lying to her. This includes sarcasm and knowing when someone believes something to be true when it isn't. This doesn't include lies of omission. She can also see through illusions. Please respect this; if your character is trying to lie to her, please make that known so she can react appropriately. [I completely understand this isn't going to be everyone's idea of fun.] Thanks.))

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Serious matters for another time, maybe. Enough of all this woe and doubt, how about they explore? The mischievousness crawled up into the narrow of his eyes before he leapt up off the couch.

"Well," he patted himself down a bit and offered her a hand, "I should like to see what this nexus is like! Would you care to join my travels?"

She recognizes that look. It's strange for her to see it on another face, but that's not enough to let her resist. Her hand is in his before she's really thought about it and next thing she knows she's on her feet. She is almost certainly going to regret this, but she'd regret not going far more.

"Happy to." And that is sincerely meant.

But now they had almost matching hair!

He gladly took her hand to pull her up with a smile and a nod before letting go. A happy Loki was an almost childish Loki, full of adventure and trouble. It was nice to meet someone who didn't fall blank when he tried to tell them who he was, not mocked or laughed for it. It was hard being a powerless god in the 21st century!

He clasped his hands together and skipped a bit ahead of her. Turning around, "well Verity, where shall we go?"

He looks like if she and her Loki had had a baby, and don't think that's not going to give her issues.

The adventure and trouble aren't anything she hasn't faced before. She should introduce him to the pint-sized Kid Loki running around. Wait, no. That would be a terrible idea. They'd either hate each other or (even worse) get along famously.

Seeing him so excited makes her smile. She can't help it. "I'm told we can go anywhere from here. Generally food is this way, shopping is that way, parks are over there. Are we looking for any kind of thing in particular?"

Loki is certainly not shy, so... be weary (or delighted?)

This Loki was old school. He liked nature. Even though there was plenty of new things to see and learn about, he'd been an adventurer before his fall into destruction and he always thought more about discovering new land and places before he thought about looking poking his head into a store but then again, that was an entirely new concept to him.

"Mm," he hummed and looked up at the sky for a moment, "Well this is all so new to me, I remember small villages and Thor's beloved vikings. Little homes serving ale and mead. Certainly no cellphones! You Midguardians got clever indeed."

He smiled bright with a shrug, "what do you like? I shall follow your lead."

His sentence finished with a small yet dramatic bow.

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The bow is met with a raised eyebrow and an amused smile. Silly boy.

Sometimes it's better to be comfortable with what you find familiar about a place before going and exploring the strange new wonders. She wouldn't fault him for that. She'd be a little surprised, but this is a Loki who seems free to roam without the ~~constant spying~~ benevolent care of his All-Parents, so. He has time to be cautious.

"Thank you. I haven't run into any vikings yet. Not that it wouldn't be possible. But I've heard there's a pre-Industrial village down that way, although I haven't visited it yet. It would be an adventure for both of us."

And that would be an interesting conversation when it came. No, this Loki was not brother to Thor. He was friend to Thor, once. He was not bound by Aesir people. He was a proud Jotunn, and free to move about as he wished. Well, until he was tied up with the entrails of his dead son. Details.

"I do not think they live anymore in my world," but he wasn't entirely upset by that. It was what it was.

Loki nodded and followed the way she spoke. It wasn't caution. He did nothing but explore new places after seeking the mountains. He was happy to see trees and fields although. His Jotunheim was beautiful, not a dark wasteland of ice.

"The world is so strange now. you said youra is in trouble, is a Loki behind that? It is a Loki's wont."

An interesting conversation and a chance for a lot of sharing stories. Not a bad deal in her book. Except for that bit where he ends up in a cave, she doesn't like that part.

"No society can last forever." But she's probably descended from Vikings a little bit, so doesn't every civilization live on in a way?

She's never visited the other realms. Loki bringing a moral home to visit wouldn't have gone well at any stage in their friendship. Buncha snobs.

"I... don't know. I don't... really understand what's happening. It's possible one of them caused it. There are two. Were? I." Oh dear, now she looks like she might cry. "It's complicated."

He doesn't even know if the realms are still in one piece- actually, he isn't entirely sure how he got here but considering everything, he's not really surprised. Loki wasn't.. sure he cared if the other realms survived. He was, in some way, still angry and.. other things. Nevermind any of that, though!

His smile died down when she spoke again. It seemed like such a.. well, it seemed so natural that he didn't quite understand why it would make someone so sad. Loki's were Loki's.

He frowned and moved forward to gently grab her hand. Leaning in, "I'm sorry, that Loki's are like this."

She's going to be clinging to that hand, just for a minute. "Not all Lokis. It doesn't have to be that way." Metaphors she's not so good with, but metaphysics is easier. Concepts of time and being she can understand. And she knows it didn't have to be that way.

"Everyone can change if they want to. The future isn't immutable. That's how we ended up with two. One was from a future that wouldn't happen. He wanted to make my Loki do terrible things."

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