4. [action (Loki House)/text]

[not_a_troll]

[Loki has spared himself a frantic run towards Hel's house, at least there is that. Instead he chooses to sit at the main table in Loki's house, folding and unfolding a small piece of paper over and over again, trying not to think about last chances or the meaning of existences.

He had expected himself to feel sad but the tears did not came. He felt worse than that. Something beyond great, great sobbing.

After all, he had promised her. And he had not been able to keep that promise.

Eventually he activates his bracelet and types out a single text message to whoever who might care.]

Leah of Hel went home. Please remember her fondly.
Best regards,

L. Laufeyson

[Home did sound better than 'non-existence', anyway.]

Comments

[text/private]

[nukeoleptic]

loki?

[text/private]

[not_a_troll]

Yes?

[text/private]

[nukeoleptic]

was she a friend of yours?

[text/private]

[not_a_troll]

My best friend forever.

I wish I could go in her stead.

[text/private]

[nukeoleptic]

i have strawberry cake
with whipped cream
and ice cream

text;

[digophelia]

I am sorry to hear that.

text;

[not_a_troll]

Have you been one of her friends?

text;

[digophelia]

No, I have not spoken to her before.

text;

[not_a_troll]

I see. My thanks for the compassionate words.

text;

[digophelia]

Your most welcome. Is there something here to brighten your spirits or keep your mind off of her departure for the time being?

text;

[dyingisnotdead]

I am sorry to hear that.

She was to show me what Pizza was.

text;

[not_a_troll]

I am most sorry as well.

I take it you were a friend of hers...?
Perhaps my explanation of a pizza will suffice instead?

text;

[dyingisnotdead]

I was more interested in tasting it.

...she also told me of your afterlife.

I am sorry I did not get to know more of her.

text;

[not_a_troll]

My afterlife? :-?

[A second message comes a bit later because Loki needs to ponder over this before sending this.]

Please try to remember her. Currently Leah is not existing anymore and memories are all there are, you see?

text;

[dyingisnotdead]

No--no like the world you come from, in general.



I am sorry to hear that. And I will do so, then. I have lost those close to me, as well.

Text

[samantha_grey]

Hell of a time. Crap, she was actually one of the tolerable ones over there. You intact?

[She hadn't exactly liked Leah, but she'd been able to tolerate her, which was a major improvement over a lot of the Hel-residents.]

Text

[not_a_troll]

Alas, I have been better.

It shall pass.

[It would probably take long, though.]

Re: Text

[samantha_grey]

You two knew each other from home, I take it? Yeah, that's never going to be easy. You need anything?

Text

[not_a_troll]

Aye. We are best friends. ...We were.

I do not know what I need.

Re: Text

[samantha_grey]

Are, not were. Even the dead are still your friends, despite not being able to speak. As for the latter, it's something only you can decide.

text | private

[redhourglass]

a friend of yours?

text | private

[not_a_troll]

My best friend.

text | private.

[redhourglass]

... i'm sorry.

text | private.

[not_a_troll]

Thank you. It will not bring her back but thank you.

text | private.

[redhourglass]

i know. i've lost friends, here and at home.

will she be safer at home?