[video | Nov 4th - sunup]

[z_jay]

[A slightly fuzzy but then suddenly crisp clear face appears, looking into the screen with barely-there nervousness. He wasn't camera shy, but there were things out here that he should be anxious about being found by. Clears his throat softly before speaking, glancing off quickly to one side when he heard something move in the distance]

Ah, hello. My name's Eugene and I have a request, for any listeners out there...

[Pauses a second to gather his thoughts, brows knitting together as he gives a thoughtful look to something behind his portable... book thing. Tablet?]

I apologize if I've... wound up with someone's stolen tablet--

[Laughs a little nervously but continues on]

But I could use some help out here. Ah, I'll give it back? I didn't actually steal it, I sort of found it... out here. In the woods.

[And hopefully the owner of said tablet wasn't already dead. Hopefully he wasn't alone. The thought makes him swallow hard]

I'm gonna look for a stick in the meantime. Thanks in advance! Stay safe out there!

[Grins a little but it's obvious he's unsure, waving his fingers next to his face before cutting the signal]

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[z_jay]

...Free?

[That was a particularly intriguing realization, that things anywhere came free. It seemed too contrived to be convenient, and Eugene was of the mind to be a skeptic regarding benevolence being merely good for the hell of it]

Sounds like they're keeping us alive. The Malnosso, right? But I suppose the million dollar question is, why?

[The look, accompanied with his unusual way of speaking (unusual but not bad) had him more curious by the moment, though.]

Beachfront property? Huh, I haven't seen the ocean since...

[Since the flight over the 'pond' as they'd fondly referred to the Atlantic. But reminiscing aside, he needed to find a suitable place to be dropped off before he got lulled into a false sense of security. Glancing, as though by chance, toward some logs, he brightened and pointed toward them.]

Ah, just over there! That should be where I'm getting picked up!

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[Loki shrugs.]

The Malnosso extract their payment in other, far less pleasant ways than coin.

I have only been to the ocean in passing myself. It is nice enough, I suppose, if you like beaches.

[He directs Vakri over to the place in question.

At this point, he's fairly certain he's being bullshitted. But at the same time? If the mortal wants to stay out in the woods and still owe Loki for a favor, let him.]

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[Mortals did do silly things, after all. But a favor will be owed, he won't deny that should recompense be asked. Nodding, he turns to glance at Loki again, this time a little unsure. Still, he manages to slide himself off, leaning a little on Vakri for balance's sake.]

Thanks for all your help! I'll find some way to repay you.

[Seats himself on the log and smiles]

Again, I am sorry to cause all this trouble.

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[complicatedliar]

[Oh, you certainly will. Loki never forgets a debt.

He waves a hand.]

'tis a small prison. We will meet again.

[Vakri turns and together they gallop away.]