paixaorpg | From Asgard to Midgard to...Paixao? [Active]

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From Asgard to Midgard to...Paixao? [Active]

Character(s): Loki, whoever wants to come say hi.
Content: A certain trickster god descents upon Paixao.
Setting: Vanaheim
Time: Morning
Warnings: None yet~

Loki had woken up thinking it would be another ordinary day. Or at least, as ordinary as it could get with Mayura around. Yamino would be standing there near the window, pulling back the curtains so the sunlight could spill in and wake his father up. Then he'd turn back with a bright smile and tell Loki breakfast was ready and another normal day in his exile would begin. But none of that had happened and Loki had found himself sitting in a field of grass. Not just any grass either. This grass was....shiny. Like it was made of precious things like silk and silver woven together. The trickster god wrapped his fingers around a patch and yanked, pulling out some of the grass. He rolled it onto his palm and carefully examined it before letting the grass get blown out of his hand by the wind. How odd.

He rose to his feet, feeling like he was still in a dream with his current surroundings even though he was certain he had woken up, and spotted a gate of some sort not too far off. It had a line of people. Despite his confusion he was much more interested and mighty curious as to what was going on. Had Odin done something? Loki wasted no time in joining the cue in front of the gate. Making several observations as he waited impatiently. He was definitely standing out as the only one without blond hair and blue eyes, wasn't he?

Once it was his turn, he put on his adorable lost boy facade with his most charming smile and speaking in tones sweeter than honey. "I'm sorry to trouble you, miss. But I'm afraid I might be lost!" It didn't take her very long to start gushing out information and the banished god listened attentively. The information didn't make much sense to him, unfortunately. Paixao? He had never heard of it before and his knowledge was pretty vast. And how was the little box supposed to help him get more information? Oh, he had to move now. Just great. He hadn't gotten all the information he wanted out of her yet but he politely thanked her and moved on into the city anyway. The thing he noticed when he got inside the city was that there were only young people walking around, nowhere could the elderly be seen. How very peculiar~ This city was worth of his interest. Now...to figure out how the box would work.

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Macha could say that she sniffed him out, perhaps it was with a sense of magic, or maybe she was just curious - new arrivals and all that. She had been lounging a bit at the top of the gate, tilting her head every so often and watching. He stood out, he was right on that. Macha stood out too, of course.

She made herself noticeable by zipping down from her spot and around the boy's back, laying on her side in the air and tilting her head at the boy. He was examining the journal. She swished her tail and moved before him, then pulled his journal open and pulled her hand away, clasping them together and grinning victoriously.

((I realize he already figured it out, but, shhh. x.x;))

Loki could feel the presence of something, especially when it moved behind him, but as it held no malicious intent he played along and pretended not to notice until it moved before him. He was slightly surprised to see it was a floating cat but the feeling of surprise was quick to be replaced with a sense of deep intrigue.

He blinked at it in confusion for a moment when it touched his little box until he realized what it was trying to do. "Thank you, Neko-chan!" He smiled cheerfully at the floating form.

((we can always pretend this takes place before then. XD))

Macha grinned, floating side to side. It was always good to find someone who wasn't surprised by her! Although he seemed more surprised (well, confused, probably!) by the journal than herself. No matter. Macha was exceptionally good with technology.

Her words pinged his newly opened journal. "It's a journal, so they say. Communication across the domed city! Useful, useful indeed."

Loki, on the other hand, was absolutely clueless when it came to technology. (Why are there tiny people in the box?!) It probably had to do with being an ancient god and all that. That and they didn't have all those newfangled things in Asgard. Really, Loki liked it better that way.

He watched her curiously when she spoke but no words could be heard. Was she mute? Though he soon noticed movement from the corner of his eye and looked back at the journal. Then proceeded to gape like a fish.

"Wooow!! How did you do that?" His voice was full of childish awe and astonishment, quite befitting his current form.

Her grin widened, this time to his reaction. What a funny one! She wouldn't mind sticking around him for awhile. He seemed to need to get use to being here, after all. Just as long as he didn't try to go outside; then it would be bidding him farewell! Then off to find someone else of interest, as that seemed to be how she was spending her time here.

"I am data," she answered, and didn't elaborate. To her, it explained everything. The Doctor understood her, after all! Surely more people had intelligence such as his?

~~Or not.~~

For a moment Loki touched his lip as he made a thoughtful face. Mulling over her answer in his mind. "Data? Like the video games?" Okay, so maybe the trickster god wasn't completely lost. The arcade had been fun though, murder aside and all that.

He looked back up from his journal to study her carefully. His eyes suddenly holding a hint of something way more mature. "But...if you're data, how can you exist in this space?" If his interest hadn't been piqued before, it would definitely be by now. Certainly games didn't suddenly become reality, did they? Mayura would be all over that one for sure.

((*needs life to stop trying to nom her right about huuu... NOW*))

Like in video games! Quite right, even though the concept was a bit hard for her to grasp as well. She was an insider to The World, after all. It was her home. Her birth. To think there was even a world outside it was a peculiar thing indeed.

She twirled a finger in the air for a moment, then pointed at his journal. "A quite wise fellow suggested the journals maintain my being!"

"This box thing?" Loki frowned as he held it out in front of him, tilting it this way and that as if doing so would make it easier to understand. It didn't. He gave up after a moment and held it at a normal level again with a deep sigh. "Ahhh, I don't understand anything about this technology stuff." He complained dolefully.

"So, does Neko-chan have a name?" He asked as he glanced back at her. There was no point in dwelling on silly human-things he didn't understand so he might as well move things along.

((*same, sob*))

In truth, she didn't understand either. The technology was something she was merely born from and a part of. Her knowledge was more than Loki's (which seemed easy), but it was still limited. With a grin, she leaned close to him and answered, "Macha." It was as plain and simple as that. She pulled away again, looking distracted by the city itself.

"This city is truly an odd one, you see," her comment pinged. "Or, you will see. Be wary! Very."

Loki wasn't at all perturbed when she leaned in close. He simply smiled brightly at her, glanced at the screen and then back up at her once more. "That's a nice name~ It's nice to meet you, Macha-chan! I'm Loki." He gave her a small bow before looking at the city when she did. It indeed was a very strange city, just like Macha's comment said. It reminded him a bit of Asgard in certain ways.

As if to check, the god stepped over to the nearest tree and ran his hand down it's unnaturally smooth surface. Nothing seemed real. "It's almost like Wonderland..." He remarked, almost sounding amused. Though her warning did make him wonder. "Does this place have an evil queen too?"

Loki. Loki seemed like a nice name, too! Although she wasn't one to decide what was nice and what wasn't. Not something that she thought of often, or not. Or what mattered. She only thought to pay attention to other things after Tsukasa... and the grass. Names, friends... could Loki be a friend, maybe? Should she give him something?

Macha tilted her head at his question. Wonderland? She didn't understand, no, but the evil queen had a familiar feel. She thought about it a bit, then answered, "Perhaps there could be. There is this 'Organization' people speak of, with someone called 'Larxene', who could think herself an evil queen. Oh yes, perhaps indeed."

Loki, for one, certainly wouldn't mind having a friend in this bizarre place. Oh no, not at all. It would be quite nice indeed if he were to be considered a friend. Especially when they were being as helpful as Macha was.

The information she provided next certainly proved to be very useful after all. An Organization ran this place? It made Loki wary but at the same time perhaps a little excited. Maybe this could turn out into a very interesting case. Something was going on and it didn't seem to be Odin's doing. It made things so very curious indeed. "Could you tell me more about this 'Organization'?"

((Whopps. Forgot to track the thread after the switch over of posting methods XD;))

Macha went silent for a good few minutes, leaving Loki's general area and seemingly looking distracted by the the rest of Vanaheim's gate. After some time, she returned close enough to where her talk would ping his journal. "Public information is hard to come by. It's known that generally they are the evil of this city, perhaps even the ones keeping us here! But perhaps not. A way out has yet to be found, although many do not wish to leave. Aside from the Organization, the city appears safe!"

It wasn't much of an answer regarding the Organization at all, but Macha didn't seem to notice.

Loki watched her curiously, wondering what had gotten her so distracted. There wasn't anything he could see that was particularly interesting but then again Macha was an entirely different being. Things that weren't interesting to a more regular creature could be interesting to her, perhaps. Loki had no way of knowing. It wasn't every day data came to life and spoke to you after all.

Perhaps she was checking to see if any of this Organization people were around before telling? Or maybe....Ah. A quick scan over his journal didn't provide much information but it was enough for now. "I see," he muttered thoughtfully before redirecting his gaze to where she was. "Is something wrong?"

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