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capeandcowllogs2012-10-07 11:39 pm
foreshadower) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-10-07 11:39 pm
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From the midnight sun
WHO: Shade and Loki
WHERE: Some spooky castle in Europe!
WHEN: Monday
WARNINGS: Classy bastards
SUMMARY: Shade hunts down Loki...because he can or something
FORMAT: Whatever Alex wants!
The Shade was quite good at hunting down what he wanted. There had been the time with the Spider, and then there had been many a time that a treasure eluded his grasp, only to have the location revealed after his languid self made the effort to step through the shadows enough times to find it. Motivation did odd things to a man.
He wished to speak with Loki. Why? Well, he was interested, more in conversation than anything else. There were people who tended to pique his interest, and a healthy interest he had in Loki. The fair god of mischief had continued to entice Shade, and so, he found his musing Monday filled with a trip around the world, each new location a familiar scene, stepping from one to another, speaking in a coffee shop here, a bookstore there, a small boutique down on a corner in Switzerland. He found himself, eventually, at the entrance of a castle, standing there with a hand on his cane while the snow blew in the mid-evening twilight. High in altitude, the castle was almost picturesque.
And he walked to the entrance with little a thought, although he did politely rap his cane against the high entrance, making his presence known.
Perhaps they would enjoy tea.
WHERE: Some spooky castle in Europe!
WHEN: Monday
WARNINGS: Classy bastards
SUMMARY: Shade hunts down Loki...because he can or something
FORMAT: Whatever Alex wants!
The Shade was quite good at hunting down what he wanted. There had been the time with the Spider, and then there had been many a time that a treasure eluded his grasp, only to have the location revealed after his languid self made the effort to step through the shadows enough times to find it. Motivation did odd things to a man.
He wished to speak with Loki. Why? Well, he was interested, more in conversation than anything else. There were people who tended to pique his interest, and a healthy interest he had in Loki. The fair god of mischief had continued to entice Shade, and so, he found his musing Monday filled with a trip around the world, each new location a familiar scene, stepping from one to another, speaking in a coffee shop here, a bookstore there, a small boutique down on a corner in Switzerland. He found himself, eventually, at the entrance of a castle, standing there with a hand on his cane while the snow blew in the mid-evening twilight. High in altitude, the castle was almost picturesque.
And he walked to the entrance with little a thought, although he did politely rap his cane against the high entrance, making his presence known.
Perhaps they would enjoy tea.