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thoughtformed2012-12-15 10:20 pm
badnewsboy) wrote in thoughtformed2012-12-15 10:20 pm
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back log: kate & loki
who: Kate & Loki
where: outside the prying reach of the cameras, close to the forest.
when: backlog!! around the time this occurred.
[it was some time in the morning before school. the sun was just beginning to come over the horizon, but the world around them was still asleep. Loki had sent a belated text message to her telling her to bring coffee. that's what Midgardians did, right? the bitter beverage was used to greet the world with cheer (though he didn't much feel like greeting much of this world with cheer this fine morning). he had once shared a cup with a friend, and it seemed like the proper occasion to do such.
unsurprisingly, he had been up all night. between his Evil-Self appearing, and his sudden need to rearrange his resources, it had been difficult to get any sleep. knowing that he was on the island was enough to keep the boy awake. even though he had exposed him over the TV, they were still stuck together. here.
he sits cross-legged in the grass under a tree, his hood hanging around his shoulders.]
He was better when he was a bird ...
where: outside the prying reach of the cameras, close to the forest.
when: backlog!! around the time this occurred.
[it was some time in the morning before school. the sun was just beginning to come over the horizon, but the world around them was still asleep. Loki had sent a belated text message to her telling her to bring coffee. that's what Midgardians did, right? the bitter beverage was used to greet the world with cheer (though he didn't much feel like greeting much of this world with cheer this fine morning). he had once shared a cup with a friend, and it seemed like the proper occasion to do such.
unsurprisingly, he had been up all night. between his Evil-Self appearing, and his sudden need to rearrange his resources, it had been difficult to get any sleep. knowing that he was on the island was enough to keep the boy awake. even though he had exposed him over the TV, they were still stuck together. here.
he sits cross-legged in the grass under a tree, his hood hanging around his shoulders.]
He was better when he was a bird ...