[Day 2, Night - A House South of Town]

[direstnews]

[Written into the ground alongside one of the houses to the south of town tonight are a series of strange letters, forming a rough circle near the wall. A figure of approximately Loki's build, not there during the day's exploration, leans against the wall at the corner. The door to the house is open.]

[Some hours after the sudden switch from day to night, Loki stands in front of the door, a candle before him, a kitchen knife in one hand and a spoon in the other. He checks the mirror set carefully in the darkness, nothing yet visible in its surface. Then he strikes the knife with the spoon's handle, and he holds his breath - and he waits.]

Comments

[direstnews]

They're scarcely answers you're likely to have.

[nyanotech]

And?

[direstnews]

And so asking the questions, were I to craft a diagram of Venn to illustrate the situation at hand, would be in a circle whole and apart from getting them answered, with a great gulf of white between the two.

[nyanotech]

And that's why you're new to this.

[Pulls back just enough to look at him, wrists still resting on his shoulders.]

What happened to you before you came here?

[direstnews]

[Waves a hand and moves to pull back the rest of the way.]

A great many things. Rebirth, intrigue, London, bacon... nothing so terribly remarkable.

We'd best head back. If that music begins again, we shall be spending the night upon the ground.

[He toes the black gunk for emphasis.]

[nyanotech]

[Rebirth . . . files that away for another time.]

Good point. It's late already . . . let's go.

[direstnews]

[Off we go!]