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When: Backdated to the storage crystal plot (10th - 17th)
Who: Nico & Loki, possible Teenage Boy Squad, and OPEN to others
Where: Around new areas having adventures.
What: Having adventures with space and time, being heroes and sneaking around and FINDING SOME CRYSTALS and LET'S GO.
[ he meant to start in the Observation Deck, and just like the last time, he had meant to head out by himself. he spent a lot of his adventures by himself, save for Ikol, and that memory leaves nothing but a sour feeling in his stomach and an expression to match. damn him, he was lucky to be rid of him. alone or not, he was in space, and he was (for the most part) alive and able bodied enough to offer his unique sense of service.
(it's what Thor would do, anyway.)
there weren't many preparations to make. he had a pouch where he had stored both a generous amount of space snacks and space energy drinks (which he hoped were tastier than the earthly counterparts). ]
It's as good as a time as any, eh? There's all of space to save, reality hangs in the balance and so on and so for—ah!
[ there's a bright-eyed pause and an easy jog over to where he spots someone familiar. he remembers that flat-faced dark-eyed expression anywhere. the one where he looks like he doesn't want to be bothered. ]
Nico, right?
Who: Nico & Loki, possible Teenage Boy Squad, and OPEN to others
Where: Around new areas having adventures.
What: Having adventures with space and time, being heroes and sneaking around and FINDING SOME CRYSTALS and LET'S GO.
[ he meant to start in the Observation Deck, and just like the last time, he had meant to head out by himself. he spent a lot of his adventures by himself, save for Ikol, and that memory leaves nothing but a sour feeling in his stomach and an expression to match. damn him, he was lucky to be rid of him. alone or not, he was in space, and he was (for the most part) alive and able bodied enough to offer his unique sense of service.
(it's what Thor would do, anyway.)
there weren't many preparations to make. he had a pouch where he had stored both a generous amount of space snacks and space energy drinks (which he hoped were tastier than the earthly counterparts). ]
It's as good as a time as any, eh? There's all of space to save, reality hangs in the balance and so on and so for—ah!
[ there's a bright-eyed pause and an easy jog over to where he spots someone familiar. he remembers that flat-faced dark-eyed expression anywhere. the one where he looks like he doesn't want to be bothered. ]
Nico, right?
slam bam space jam
he doesn't smile at seeing loki, but he does look up from where he'd been packing up a few supplies himself — unfortunately nothing like ambrosia, but at least he'd been able to snag some bandages and the like. ]
Loki. [ he nods, looking about as grim as ever as he fidgets with the skull-shaped ring on his finger nervously. ] Who were you talking to?
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