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TERRACE Draft - Remaining Days

Who: All Draftees
What: All hell breaks loose
When: From the 27th to the 1st.
Where: TERRACE!
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post covers the second to sixth day! Be sure to check the info post on the timeline to know what's up. At 2AM on the 27th, the attack will break out while most people are sleeping. Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Some random NPC quotes about the island itself.

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

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[Well, it is never a good thing to conclude that he owes his older self for something but he is glad that the other two droids are being taken care off while he aims an arrow at the third one and is lucky enough that it disables an arm. Especially that arm that could do damage.

He jumps up from the remains of the previous droid and clings himself to this new one, vaguely hearing the other's words.

Loki nods in response and gives a thumbs up. Of course it takes him way longer to dismantle a droid, his magic is still limited and using too much of it makes him dreadfully tired.

He also wonders if his older self is aware of the two droids sneaking up to him. Loki waves briefly and makes a hasty gesture with his left arm.]

Team work, older self. Team work!

[Thankfully, Loki is facing his younger self when he speaks, and sees the gesture. He turns, catching sight of the droids. One gets a dagger through its processing unit, the other Loki tears through much more brutally.

He looks back at his younger self.]

Yes, I've heard of it.

You were rather short a team.

[He holds up his hand and the thrown dagger returns.]

Have your ears cleared up already?

[Loki points at his own ears to make clear what he is talking about in case his older self is still having problems with hearing. Chances would also be that he'd lie about it because that is probably what he himself would do as well.

After that he tends to tearing out more wires, a concentrated frown on his face as he does so. When the droid crashes down he finally jumps down on the ground again. He looks quite tired and frankly, he also feels like that.]

My height is insignificant when it comes to teamwork. Pfft. Such a lame excuse. It is about abilities.

[He looks at his older self when he talks, actually quite happy to take a small break. His fingers hurt from plucking at wires non-stop.]

[Dryly:] I can read lips.

[He takes out another droid with a dagger.]

No, I meant you do not currently have a team. Not everything is an insult, younger self.

[Unfortunately the defeating-droids-thing is going quite slower for Loki himself than his older self. Right after his older self tells him about his lip reading abilities he has to duck quickly and crawl underneath another droid's mechanic legs to find proper shelter.

He gets on his feet rather quickly.]

I have a team. A one-man-team.

[Loki looks at the other when he speaks.]

I do not assume everything is an insult, older self. You are making a wrong assumption. Ah, do help me with that mechanical contraption over there, I shall dismantle this one over here.

[When Loki notices the rather obvious bloodstain on his tunic once again the look on his face darkens for just a moment. After that he latches himself to the droid's back again and starts to tear out wires.]

But perhaps there is room for one man in my one-man-team. So there can be a two-man-team, you see?

[There would be a way bigger chance to make it out alive when he would team up. And even though his older self would be far from the first choice, he is powerful.]

[Loki snorts. He whips a dagger at another droid, then holds out his hand to call it back.]

That rather misses the point of having a team, I think.

[He looks at the droid indicated and then vanishes. A moment later, he tears it limb from limb with the use of daggers and very superior strength.]

If you're asking for my help, I suppose I have an opening in my terribly busy schedule.

[While his older self tears a droid apart Loki is having his back turned towards the other. So he hopes a thumb of great approval is enough to convey that he is okay with this.

They could go back to ignoring eachother the second they would return but now Loki just has no desire to die and in a sense he needs his older self around to be able to take on the huge influx of droids.

Eventually he hooks himself around a droid's leg and jams his dagger in between the joints and when tiny sparks appear and it seems to be unable to walk Loki climbs on top of it to do more damage.

When he is able to look at his older self's face again he starts talking, keeping his voice soft because it would be rather stupid to yell at someone who is not able to hear anything.]

It looks like they are not around these premises yet, be aware of the dream manipulators.

[Loki figures that it would be rather unfortunate if his older self had to deal with that. After all, he could lose his mind.]

Oh, I know of them and have witnessed them. They are not so easy to avoid unless killed a distance.

[He shrugs. He is not terribly concerned by them; killing has not bothered him much at all in recent years.]

Let us continue on, then.

[He vanishes. This is his greatest advantage in combat, and he's not about to give it up.]

Have you been trapped in a rather pleasant dream as well? It is quite a...er...a hassle. Yes, hassle is the right word.

[He nods to himself. While he keeps himself busy with sending droids crashing to the ground he is not really paying attention to the ones that approach him from behind.

Loki would wish he had an eye in the back of his head but alas. He manages to fend them off by (quite a weak) spell involving a flash of light before he ducks down again, hurrying to increase the distance between those droids and himself as much as he can.

He notices he is getting quite tired. Using any form of magic wears him out.]

[Loki's voice comes out of nowhere.]

Nay. Perhaps I haven't any dreams pleasant enough.

[From his tone, he might be joking...]

[He appears a moment later amongst the droids behind his younger self, daggers flashing as he cuts through legs and arms.

He vanishes again a moment later and hurries to catch up with the boy, who seems to have slowed down quite a bit.]

Everyone has pleasant dreams.

[He opens his mouth to imply that a pleasant dream for his older self might involve minions and enslaving Midgardians but that would be foolish to say. Loki does not want to utter anything foolish today. Especially not now his older self is being of quite some help.

Loki knows he needs to find a place to hide but unfortunately a droid reaches him faster than he is able to find said hiding place.]

By Odin's so....!

[And he finds himself dangling upside down, a droid tilting him up by his leg.]

[A curved blade slices through the droid's neck from behind, Loki appearing as he stabs. He drives another danger into the droid's back and twists. They don't have familiar anatomy, but even they don't operate well with no head and a ruined chest.

The droid drops his younger self and emits a shower of sparks.]

Perhaps. [Loki smiles thinly.] I think my pleasant dreams are not what you would expect.

[At least not any more. He's had too many people working over the fact that ruling a people he despises isn't much of a path to happiness.

And presenting the possibility that even Loki can be happy to begin with.]

[Loki lands right onto his face when the droid lets go and he takes a good time to rub his forehead while muttering to himself...]

Damn, that is going to be a bruise.

[After that he gets on his feet again, straightening his back. He owes his older self big time now. But then again, they agreed on teamwork and this is nothing but a thing that can occur during teamwork.]

The illusion created by the dream illusionist did not differ much from the reality I came from. But the things that did differ gave him away.

[He looks at his older self with raised eyebrows.]

What would I expect then?

Hm, what manner of differences? Did they make things too perfect?

[He gestures his younger self to continue on toward a safer vantage.]

That would seem the obvious.

[He smirks.]

I suppose if I am caught by one you shall find out.

They make a terrible Leah.

[He is not going to tell his elder self more about that. Or about his sentiments regarding Leah and the fact she has disappeared. He probably knew enough already.

Loki realizes that it is important to think about his safety now. He is dreadfully tired and his movements are quite slow and sluggish.]

Hah, I knew you would avoid my question in a most witty manner. But if it is of any consolation, I think your pleasant dreams do not consist out of doom and gloom. Perhaps more simple things. Who knows.

I think anyone but Leah would make a terrible Leah. [He smiles wryly.]

She was a good student.

[Whether his younger self knows it or not, coming from Loki that is high praise indeed.]

I do not necessarily know, myself. Sleep and I are not on good terms, most nights. But perhaps.

[He regards the boy dispassionately.] You look like you ought to try a bit of sleep yourself.

[Loki looks at the remains of the droids they (well, pretty much only his elder self) destroyed while listening to the other. His eyes narrow briefly before he turns to look at the other again.]

I am sure she was.

[He smiles a tired smile.]

Have you ever been able to sleep?

[After that he shakes his head.]

Unfortunately this is not a right moment for a nap.

[Satisfied that he's poked that bruise sufficiently, Loki doesn't feel the need to say more on the subject of Leah.

He shrugs.]

I never kept regular hours, but I wasn't so troubled by sleep until two years ago. 'Tis one more matter to put on Odin's account.

[Another shrug.]

As you like. Just try not to let fatigue lead you into mistakes.

At least she's safe where she is now. Her safety is all that matters, don't you think?

As her tutor, I am sure you share that opinion. After all, you wouldn't want anything to happen to Billy of New York either, yes?

[The smile on Loki's face remains the same while he talks, not a hint of sarcasm in his voice. But then again, the tone of his voice is not something that is important to a deaf person.

Really he does not deem her safe around his older self in any way. And the subject of him referring to her as a good student irks him quite more than he expected.]

A bit of advice. Sometimes there are oodles of thoughts and ideas in my head that prevent me from sleeping. It helps to write them down sometimes, or count sheep.

[He nods.]

I will take care. Really, elder self, you should be the last one fretting over me. But I am truly grateful for your help.

Safety is a relative term. [He smiles sharply.] I know precisely how safe she was, here. It seems you did not.

[He laughs softly.] Consider your words carefully. Those who soak to one of us might look for a subtle threat in the innocuous, GM?

At any rate, if you are well in hand, I shall be on my way.

You do not know anything about her.

[The smile remains but Loki is aware of anger looming in the back of his head.]

But I bet you must've felt victorious over having her as a pupil, yes? Evil cackles and and lightning in the background included. 'Once again, I, Loki, prince of evil, have thwarted my younger self once again et cetera, et cetera'!

[He chuckles at his joke. Only it is not really a joke.]

Aye, I think I am well now. Do take care, elder self.

Don't lie so badly, younger self. It's not becoming. [Obviously at the very least he knows Leah was bright, talented, and an excellent student. Among the other matters of which they might have spoken.]

Actually, I feel quite proud and satisfied as a teacher. [He taps his chin with one finger.] It's terribly cute that you think you're that important to me.

Oh good. I've better things to do with my time than listen to you natter about a girl, particularly when you're simply shipping for someone to blame. [And then he vanishes.]

Edited (argh multiple threads are confusing at times. hello my name is Katsu and I have an editing problem.) 2013-04-24 16:53 (UTC)

[Now Loki chuckles and shakes his head.]

Fare ye well.

[He turns and runs off, disappearing between the buildings (or at least, what is left of them).]

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