Odin's eye, we're considering a game

[flaerd]

Dear Mun,

I admire your ambitions but let's be serious, shall we?

You are still insecure, and haven't you other priorities? What, with that recent personal problem I suspect your attention should be more elsewhere. I only show concern.

Besides, I've plans of my own.
You know it.

So in essence, I do thank you for your considerations but please let's focus on more fruitful and purposed endeavors.


Sincerely,
Loki.

Comments

[bifroster]

My mun kind of agrees. There's no rush to join a game; lots of places have open applications, or if they don't, then that means more time to work on applications and other stuff. Like real life stuff.

She does wish you the best, and if you think you can handle it and will have fun, go for it.

[flaerd]

[ Like real life stuff. Jane, your scientist is showing. ] He's in no hurry, fret not.

[bifroster]

[Hey, she is being a friend, not an analyst.]

That is good. Tell your mun we're rooting for him.

[flaerd]

[ Loki thinks you are missing the overwhelming amounts of sarcasm in his post. It is practically sweating it. ]

Of course, consider it delivered.

[bifroster]

[She's learned to ignore it. Since you know, you do it all the time. Not that it doesn't have its moments.]

Thanks.

[i_am_a_maenad]

Well this seems to be the plight of many of mundane that have lots of things going on in real life. Though I suppose I can't begrudge them their passtimes. Even if I loathe to be one.

[flaerd]

Can you not begrudge them? I think you can.

[i_am_a_maenad]

Yes, I probably could, but they do work very hard.

[flaerd]

She sides with them, but what for?

I've known those who slave harder.

[i_am_a_maenad]

I don't begrudge anyone their fun. In fact I encourage it~

[odinsdottir]

Where, Loki? Where does your mundane want you to go?

[flaerd]

Are you inclined to follow?

[odinsdottir]

I grow restless.

[flaerd]

Tell me. [ Shall they sit for this one? ]

[odinsdottir]

I am not meant to exist in these fleeting worlds, all without memory of one another.

[ Brief 'meme' diversions? Drunken encounters, disastrous parties -- these are not enough. She wants someone to protect. She needs a purpose. ]

[runswithguns]

You? Being the voice of reason? I'm proud of you, Loki.

[flaerd]

What is this you speak? I am always a voice of reason.

[runswithguns]

Sure. Believe that.

[flaerd]

I will, I do thank you for your permission to do as such Agent Romanoff.

[runswithguns]

I had to get a leash on you some way or another.

[thedancer]

There is no need to be insecure, I'm sure your mun will do well.

[ Selma offers a smile. ]

[flaerd]

So kind of you to say.

[thedancer]

No problem. I think I'd like that as well, someone to say such things. Don't you agree?

[flaerd]

All too common a trait, I would say.

Have you a home, as they call it, yourself?

[thedancer]

A game you mean? No I don't but my mundane does want to take me to Somarium...she's so excited she already finished my application.

[ She tries to smile at him but ends up looking at his chest. Being blind is no good. ]

She wants everyone to see the musicals I've come up with.