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mallow_logs2013-03-14 01:11 am
forcedreset) wrote in mallow_logs2013-03-14 01:11 am
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if you're lost and alone, or you're sinking like a stone
who: frick and frack (that would be: kid!loki and jack frost)
what: cheering distractions in the form of SHAKEN MILK.
where: orlea
when: IDK THIS AFTERNOON ORSMTH.
[ loki waits, with relative patience, on the train station platform, with his excellent scrolly device between his hands. he had been in orlea already, no doubt exploring and indulging in all manner of modern conveniences, visiting shops and stands and local fooderies, fulfilling his endless curiosity.
but now he waits, and idly peruses the network as he paces backward along the platform's edge; whether or not jack will arrive by train, or upon his magic flying twisty stick, loki cannot say, but the station is their appointed meeting place nonetheless. loki tries not to think about their conversation as he paces and scrolls, paces and scrolls, but it bounces through his head nonetheless until he is frowning thoughtfully, his gloved fingertip pressed to the bright screen of his communication device, his eyes moving over the words there but seeing nothing, understanding little.
a fine distraction this shaken milk shall be! ]
what: cheering distractions in the form of SHAKEN MILK.
where: orlea
when: IDK THIS AFTERNOON ORSMTH.
[ loki waits, with relative patience, on the train station platform, with his excellent scrolly device between his hands. he had been in orlea already, no doubt exploring and indulging in all manner of modern conveniences, visiting shops and stands and local fooderies, fulfilling his endless curiosity.
but now he waits, and idly peruses the network as he paces backward along the platform's edge; whether or not jack will arrive by train, or upon his magic flying twisty stick, loki cannot say, but the station is their appointed meeting place nonetheless. loki tries not to think about their conversation as he paces and scrolls, paces and scrolls, but it bounces through his head nonetheless until he is frowning thoughtfully, his gloved fingertip pressed to the bright screen of his communication device, his eyes moving over the words there but seeing nothing, understanding little.
a fine distraction this shaken milk shall be! ]
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