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[thatboyisamonster]

Who: Loki + You
What: a quiet ceremony
When: Monday night, November 12th
Where: Near the beach

[ Loki is dressed in his Asgardian garb as he quietly treads water. He has a ball of light in his hands which he slowly raises into the air as it floats away. The glow is reflected off his face which reveals nothing and the silence speaks for itself. ]

[ for a brief second, the sky is filled with floating balls of light before they flicker away quickly, never to be seen again ]

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[freezespirited]

[The lights remind Jack of falling stars, or fireflies, so naturally he's tempted to fly up and reach for one. Before he even sets off the ground, the lights are gone, and the wonder in his eyes flickers out in place of confusion. He listens to the rolling of the waves and looks around for the source.]

That was weird.

[thatboyisamonster]

Frost.

[freezespirited]

Loki. Nice threads.

[thatboyisamonster]

[ he dismisses that remark with a nod as his clothes fade back to his human norm ]

Shouldn't you be out plaguing children?

[freezespirited]

I am out, and as you can see, it's getting late. Did you see those lights?

[thatboyisamonster]

Yes. Those were my doing.

[freezespirited]

What are they?

[accidents]

[ Thinking spot interrupted. But don't interrupt back. Don't dare interrupt when a god or anyone at all, for that matter, is... well- one can guess when your traditions line up well enough that quietly sending lights off near the sea makes all the sense in the world if something was lost.

He stood up from where he was sitting in the sand, since it's probably extremely disrespectful to stay seated, watched the lights in awe, and doesn't say a word until they're gone. ]

...Who were they for?

[thatboyisamonster]

For a queen.

[accidents]

Which one?

[thatboyisamonster]

The only one that mattered.

[accidents]

What happened?

[thatboyisamonster]

She faded.

May I cut in /)uo

[rule_britannia]

[Despite the fact it leaves his ears stinging in the cold, Arthur pulls off his hat as he spies the lights floating upwards. His free hand is pushed into his pocket, eyes shifting from the sky down to the figure in the water.

Ah.]

They were beautiful.

[There's a quiet reverence in his tone. That was something special, he can guess that much, even if he doesn't know the reasoning behind it.]

of course

[thatboyisamonster]

. . . They are meant to be.

[rule_britannia]

They must be for someone of great importance.

[thatboyisamonster]

She was important to me.

[rule_britannia]

Ah.

[He looks up, though there's nothing left to see except stars.]

Who was she?

[thatboyisamonster]

Asgard's Queen.

oops i had to tag this

[redhourglass]

[ was this the first time they'd actually seen each other in person? it felt like it. and while she was almost dying to say something, it didn't feel like the right time or place. instead she just stood on the sand, barefooted, watching the ball of light float -- eyes widening as others joined it and then disappeared. if she didn't know better.. did he seem sad?

had to be a trick of the light. ]

What did you do?

[ read: what was that, it looked kind of nice. ]

yes good

[thatboyisamonster]

[ He pushes his hair back, turning to face her ]

Does it matter?

[redhourglass]

[ she hadn't meant for that to sound so accusing, and she shifts from foot to foot. she doesn't have to be nice to him - but the look on his face.. ]

I haven't seen anything like that before. Why did you do it?

[thatboyisamonster]

I did it because I was denied the chance to . . . pay my respects. And I did . . . respect her.

[redhourglass]

[ she had a feeling she wasn't supposed to understand who. ]

Did something happen?

[thatboyisamonster]

And why do you ask? To probe, to pry? No. This is private and this is between gods.