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[X] Check in on Felix.

We haven't actually hung out with him since we learned about the Loki thing without looking for a favor.

BBBence1111 said:
As someone clueless about what that is
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Murderworld is the traditional name of a death amusement park thing in Marvel. Basic premise is that the creator is an assassin who gets paid to kill people and uses the money to maintain/transport/improve Murderworld, he kills his targets by drugging them and taking them to Murderworld where everything tries to kill you as you try to escape.

It's not usually a video game, and Hank and Charles seem to be evil in this quest so it could be innocuous, but what it usually is is bad enough that, combined with how our teammate is acting, I'm concerned.
 
[X] Check in on Felix.

We need to show him we don't want to just use him.

Besides, having a god on our side? Yes, please.
 
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    • Winner: Check in on Felix.
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    OOC: Sorry, Herman.

    You're having trouble making a decision on what to do, exactly. Herman Schultz keeps pinging in your head, but you have no real leads on where he is or how to look into that. Maybe it's something you should research. Maybe Peter knows? Nah, he likely would've said something. Maybe it's something you can ask Mr. Stark about when you meet with him next month. Either way, you want out of the dorm. You grab your stuff and make to the exit, pass through the foyer and... when the door slides open, Felix is there!

    "Ah!"

    "Oh! Sorry!" He's using the thick, low-register Felix voice. You're not sure which one you're more fond of. The higher-pitched, more nasal voice he uses when he's only around you is... special in a way. And it seems more him. But the Felix voice has the kind of rumbly, melodius quality to it that could release a platinum jazz album. "I was just about to knock, and--"

    "No, it's really OK. I just wasn't expecting you."

    "Still, sorry." He offers a small almost reassuring smirk, but there's something in his eyes. "I, uh... I wanted to talk to you about something? Do you have time?"

    "Sure! Of course. I... hadn't really decided where I was headed. Talking would be nice."

    "I... was hoping we could talk somewhere private? Off-campus seems a bit much, but it's... not a conversation for everyone." You understand exactly what he means, and nod. "I was thinking my room, maybe? Or yours?"

    You breathe a nervous laugh, "um, I don't... know if that's such a good idea."

    "Why not? Surely you aren't still threatened by me after all this time?"

    "No," you begin, treading carefully, "I just don't want anyone to... get the wrong idea about us. And if we're seen going into each other's rooms... people would talk. Especially the people we'd be passing. I don't want to lie to them, but I don't really have a socially acceptable explanation."

    "That's fair," he nods.

    Felix leans backward and looks to the left, then to the right down either end of the hall. You follow his gaze to find that it's empty. In fact, the elevator doors just closed to take some students elsewhere in the building. He offers his hand to you with a quirked brow, and you hesitate... then take it. An instant later you're in a very spartan room with little more in it than the rooms come with. It takes you a second to collect yourself before you realized what just happened and where you are; you teleported and you're in Felix's room. There's enough of his things that you can recognize that much, and teleportation is the only likely answer to how you got here. It wasn't like when you went with Edie; there was no pulling sensation. You were just... in your foyer, and then POP! In Felix's room. You feel a little odd to suddenly be in his private quarters like this... but you feel even more odd that you're still holding onto his hand. Dazed, you gently release and take a step back.

    "P-please warn me, before you do that. Or... ask?"

    He shrugs his shoulders, "sorry. I... didn't realize you didn't get what I was suggesting. It seemed obvious enough to me, but... well, I'm me." He looks around the room and scratches the back of his head. 'Felix' has slowly been growing out his hair to a very shaggy length that hasn't quite hit his shoulders, but you can already tell he's more comfortable with it. "Please, sit down," he gestures to the bed, "I'd offer you a chair but... I don't have one." That he does not. There is, in fact, very little in this room at all, not even the kind of clutter that tends to accumulate due to habitation. You're a little off your footing, but indulge Felix in a little trust and take a seat on the bed. He leans against the wall opposite you, his head dipped low.

    "So... what did you want to talk about?" you ask.

    "Uhm... well... it's sort of... a confession." Not off to a good start. "I..." he takes a deep breath and exhales quickly, careful to maintain the slower, more rolling tone of Felix, "do you remember Dexter's birthday party? When you, Gwen, Kitty, and Edie helped Spider-man against those men with the truck?"

    "Y...es?" You were just thinking about it due to the teleport, in fact. But why is he bringing it up now?

    "I... I'm not sure how to say this, but... I was those men." Your mind reached the same conclusion mere seconds before he said it out loud, and you can feel your face twisting in mixed betrayal and frustration.

    "Jesus, Loki!"

    "Can we... can we please not say the L-word so loudly in here? The Gwens and America are right outside."

    In that sense, talking at all is kind of risky... though the walls are fairly sound-proof; you've never heard of anyone complaining about Kitty and Robbie making noise when they're trying to sleep, and you've certainly never heard anything. Still, your gut reaction at the moment is to be frustrated... maybe even outright angry... but you need more information.

    "I'm not sure I should be doing you any favors right now. Why the hell have you been hiding this from me?"

    "Because of that reaction, right there," he points. "I... I wanted to give it time. To make sure nothing bad had happened to you, or your friends, or Spider-man. And just... put some distance between us and the incident."

    "People could've been hurt!"

    "But they weren't!" There's that smile he makes sometimes when he's exasperated. That smile that reeks of impatience for 'mortals'. "They weren't, and in fact, the only one hurt was me."

    "And Edie."

    "... and... Edie. But she was only a little exhausted after using her powers, right? Besides that, I didn't mean to drag her, or you, or Spider-man, or anyone into it! It thought it was just going to be a quick smash-and-grab, and I'd be gone before anyone knew."

    "Just because you didn't mean to cause problems by stealing doesn't excuse that you were trying to rob a truck carrying priceless artifacts!"

    He rubs the bridge of his nose with both index fingers, eyes closed. "I wasn't trying to take all of the priceless artifacts," he's frustrated; talking through gritted teeth. You can hear the Felix voice slipping just a bit, but he takes a deep breath and it re-asserts itself, "I was trying to take back what was mine." You force your expression to soften more than it already does at those words, but you stay silent. You're worried that if you talk, you'll just be snippy, and that won't help the situation. Felix takes this as the the patient invitation to continue that it is. "My blade, Lævateinn, was on that truck. Nothing more than a very sturdy sword in the hands of any mortal, but if you're kin to the magic within it... you can change its shape. Its size! Summon it back to your hand at will!"

    You shake your head, sighing and rubbing your right temple. "How am I supposed to see this as anything but a power-grab, Felix?"

    "Because I..." he sighs, leaning back against the wall and slumping down it, sliding almost into a sitting position. "I didn't want it for war. I didn't want it as... as a weapon, what could I do with it? I certainly wouldn't be able to use it as Felix without people asking questions... I..." he sighs again, deeper this time. He puts his head in his hands and runs them through his hair, tugging slightly on it as he pulls them away. When he starts speaking again, it's in his real voice; hushed and wounded. "It was a gift, from my mother. Everyone getting to know each other, everyone kept talking about their family, and... especially leading up to Hallowe'en with Dexter talking about his mother, and America always butting in about her mothers... I..." you notice his cheeks are red, and his eyes puffy as tears well within them. He turns his gaze away from you, focusing on a spot of nothing on the floor. "I miss her, dearly. She's the only person who ever treated me with respect... and love. She loved me even when I was awful, and... and I was awful." He laughs, darkly.

    "Felix," you begin, but he holds up a hand. He takes a moment to compose himself, wipes his cheeks, and turns to look at you with those sundering green eyes.

    "I thought, perhaps foolishly, that if I could just keep that little gift of hers... that maybe somewhere she'd know I'm still alive. That I'm okay. That I'm trying to be better..." His eyes widen and he lolls his head, exhaling softly. "It sounds so stupid now that I'm saying it out loud..."

    "It's not stupid. Wanting a connection to a loved one you can't see, no matter the reason, isn't stupid. Trying to rob the truck carrying it? That's stupid. Stupid, and reckless, and selfish. Things you told me you were trying to get away from."

    "I haven't done anything of the like, since," he reasons.

    "No, but you did it before. Are you only behaving now that I'm watching you? Did something happen over winter break? What happens in the summer? And... and you've kept this from me for... what, three months now? Why?"

    "Because I didn't want you to be upset with me, Vilina! Is it so hard to see? People don't-- people don't like me, Vilina. They don't know me. They like Felix and his... awkward charm, and his singsong voice! Handsome and helpful and stupid and that's... not ME! It's HIM..." something odd strikes you about the way he says that, but you can't quite piece it together. Nothing threatening, just... there was more meaning to that statement than he meant to disclose. Perhaps that's why he switches tracks so quickly. "In my father's accursed name, I don't know if it's being in this school around so many young people or some price I paid to Hel on my way out of Niflheim, but I can't keep a lid on my desires as well as I used to. I crave some kind of companionship... friendship, love, my mother, anything. But nobody here knows me, and it would be a very brief introduction if they found who I really am. If I acted like myself, people would get too suspicious, and the next thing I know I'm in some S.H.I.E.L.D. detention center or, crushed into a fine paste by that green behemoth again. You are... quite literally all I have right now and I did not want to risk our friendship. But as time went on, I realized the longer I kept this from you the worse it would be if you ever found out. So I decided to come clean, and-- well, we see how that worked out..."

    He finally slumps that last little bit to the floor, dejected.

    What Do You Do?
    [ ] Forgive Loki; continue to keep his secrets.
    [ ] Do not forgive Loki; tell him to turn himself in.
    [ ] Do not forgive Loki; turn him in yourself.
    [ ] Forgive Loki (LIE); turn him in yourself.
     
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    • [X] Forgive Loki; continue to keep his secrets.

    I do have one question though: Why did he take the Thor approach instead of the Loki approach to stealing? Hell even Thor can do more subtle than that. Not much better, but he can at least infiltrate while cross dressing.
     
    [X] Forgive Loki; continue to keep his secrets.

    In for a penny, in for a pound.
     
    A_Knight said:
    I do have one question though: Why did he take the Thor approach instead of the Loki approach to stealing? Hell even Thor can do more subtle than that. Not much better, but he can at least infiltrate while cross dressing.
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    With his magic greatly diminished and being on Earth anyhow, he's got some odd rules to follow regarding what he can and can't do.

    BBBence1111 said:
    Why exactly did he need to steal it?
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    Mostly because he died. There are a few other reasons, but dying was the big one that sort of reset the magic to it.
     
    [X] Do not forgive Loki; continue to keep his secrets.

    Forgiveness is earned. But I'm really not in the mood to ruin what remains of his life over this.

    Also getting real sick of reading how Felix/Loki is sooooo attractive.
     
    [X] Do not forgive Loki; continue to keep his secrets.

    Because although I'd like to forgive him, given his motivations here, I also don't want to be an enabler. Giving a chance for redemption is one thing, rolling over and letting him do bad shit in the background is quite another. Let alone that this guy in particular is well known for his silver tongue.

    EDIT- also, @Wightraven, is the character sheet up to date? Because I'd have thought that after months of morning jogging with Gwen we'd have seen at least one point of gain on Athletics?
     
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    Jeboboid said:
    Also getting real sick of reading how Felix/Loki is sooooo attractive.
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    I'm honestly not sure where you're getting this from. I'm not intending to write any character more attractive than another at present.

    EDIT: To elaborate on that, once Vilina became smitten with someone I would make an extra effort to describe them as attractive, because that's how she sees them.

    I also probably couldn't fully restrain myself if Nightcrawler ever shows up.
     
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    is the character sheet up to date? Because I'd have thought that after months of morning jogging with Gwen we'd have seen at least one point of gain on Athletics?
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    I'd have thought so, too. That or END. But we keep putting points into other stuff.

    The justification for ATH/END increases are there, so they exist in the end-of-issue votes. I think now that we have max APT they might get picked more frequently.

    EDIT: While we aren't seeing any raw points increases because of the statistical/descriptive difference in an RPG-based system like this, I've been making a point not to write Vilina being out of breath, or stiff and sore unless there's a really good reason for it. I know it's not much, but I try not to fly in the face of logic even if the fruits of your labor aren't yet reflected in Attributes.
     
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