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nexus_crossings2018-10-23 08:05 pm
heirtothearcane) wrote in nexus_crossings2018-10-23 08:05 pm
Ceremonial curiosity
In the past few years the Nexus has become more of a home for Viatorus than his own world, despite its strange and changeable nature. So then perhaps it is not so odd that he finds himself feeling more comfortable here than there, able to talk to strangers with nary a stutter. Mostly. Though whatever nerves remain they're still a far cry from how he was when he first came here. Now he can sit and think, his head clear and undisturbed by the passers by.
He sits and watches the crowd flow through the streets, shuffling the ring on his ring finger in slow circles. For once he's without a book in hand, not even with a tea nearby. In fact, he looks quite composed for someone so easy to fluster. Perhaps it's the distraction of speculation, for he certainly sounds like he's been mulling over this a while.
"Do you think that ceremonies hold power? Do they influence anything or do you think they're purely symbolic? Are they an expression of hope, or a way of channelling power?"
He sits and watches the crowd flow through the streets, shuffling the ring on his ring finger in slow circles. For once he's without a book in hand, not even with a tea nearby. In fact, he looks quite composed for someone so easy to fluster. Perhaps it's the distraction of speculation, for he certainly sounds like he's been mulling over this a while.
"Do you think that ceremonies hold power? Do they influence anything or do you think they're purely symbolic? Are they an expression of hope, or a way of channelling power?"
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There were times he would have wanted to alarm them, but it won't get him what he needs right now, and if he's honest with himself, he's rather enjoying playing the role of the friendly, impish Trickster now, rather than the malevolent Liar.
"Certainly," he nods his agreement. He doesn't need to keep the man all day, and for himself, Loki nearly always has business to attend to somewhere. "I look forward to hearing from you soon, Viatorus. And you're quite welcome."
Probably he ought to thank him back, but even if he weren't a god, he's still a prince and prone to benign arrogance every now and then. Still, his wave farewell is warm, and when he vanishes in midair with a flicker of green-gold, it seems possible it's a performance specifically for his new friend's benefit.