Locust campfire- Thursday night

[solo_sword]

This was really weird.

Jaina didn't have the anxious, jittery feeling in the cabins that she used to. Some closure and time had done some good there. No, the weird part was that she was still in the cabins again. But it was this or singing insects and she'd already screamed at them twice before the announcement, so she figured she was fighting a losing battle there. It was just very strange going back to something she'd thought was fun at sixteen and then circumstances had sort of ruined the fun part.

Still, she could deal with it, and it wasn't going to stop her from getting a fire going and bringing out the makings for s'mores when she was pretty sure it wasn't going to be raining. When you'd been deprived of chocolate as long as she had, you found reasons to have it.


[I've been wanting to play all daaaay. You should play with me. *nods*]

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[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"Then why the fuck are you down here?" Loki asked. He, obviously, didn't keep up with the goings on of a lot of people in town. "Aren't you like twelve?"

[solo_sword]

"Twenty-seven," she corrected. "Welcome to Fandom, that happens here. Thanks for assuming younger, though."

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm like a fucking thousand," he said, sitting down grumpily, "and I don't need the Fandom lecture. This fucking island ate me for like four days.:

[solo_sword]

"That has been the news of the week," Jaina said, tossing him the bag of marshmallows. "Junk food will make it all better. You'll forget all about dimensional rifts, really. You look good for a thousand, by the way."

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, compliments," he said, snagging the marshmallows out of the air and snickering. "You must really want some company."

[solo_sword]

Yeah, kind of, not that she was admitting that. Especially since the 'I's were so much easier today and it bothered her. "Well, I'd have said a couple hundred at the most. Just telling it like I see it."

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm sure I really look a couple centuries old," he said and rolled his eyes. "I don't age, I'm fucking immortal and that includes wrinkles and fucking crows' feet."

[solo_sword]

"What about regular crows' feet?" Oh, Jaina, don't taunt the guy crankier than you.

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"You want me to smite you?" Loki asked. Not that he had the ability to do that but still.

[solo_sword]

Jaina shrugged. "It'd be fun to watch you try," she replied.

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"Lucky for you, I don't really care that much," he said, taking a few marshmallows out of the bag. "Enjoying cabin life?"

[solo_sword]

"Hmm. Give it a day before I can answer that," Jaina advised. "Today's 'No, it's fine' might be tomorrow's 'Sorry for the bloodshed.' Hopefully there will be no bloodshed."

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"Bloodshed?" he asked, interested now. "I could help you with that. I used to kill people for a living."

[solo_sword]

"I still do," Jaina said lightly, though that didn't make it true. Hi, veteran of two wars now. And since after what, six years, she had no idea if she knew the answer, she asked, "What kind of job was that?"

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"Angel of Death," he said idly, shrugging. "It was a thing. God was a slave driver of a boss. Constant orders to kill people."

[solo_sword]

"Remind me not to make you mad," Jaina said. Not that she wasn't exceptionally good at making people mad, to the point where it looked like a hobby...

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"And my temper's not even the worst of the angels I've known," he said and shrugged. "Don't worry, I've mellowed out. I haven't killed anyone in awhile. I suppose I'm in recovery."

[solo_sword]

"So, you could technically still snap and go on a rampage at any time?" she wondered. She'd nearly done that recently, so call her curious.

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"And this fucking island is enough to make me go grab a gun and just fucking run amok," Loki said, shrugging. "That's what therapy is for, I suppose."

[solo_sword]

"You're going to make my language even worse," she muttered. "Are you in therapy?"

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"I watch Dr. Phil sometimes, does that count?" Loki wondered.

[solo_sword]

"Not unless he talks to you through the screen." How the hell did she retain knowledge of who Dr. Phil was?

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"Then, nah, no therapy," Loki said, shrugging. "Whatever's wrong with me isn't gonna be solved. I think I'd freak the fuck out of a therapist."

[solo_sword]

"Everything you just said is sort of depressing, you know," Jaina noted.

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

"Why?" Loki wondered, finally tossing the bag of marshmallows back towards her.