"Helpful? Why yes, I think I might have a snippet for you." He smiles, and he might really look like Loki here. He can't help it, but he's just having too much fun! Who knew he could be so entertained while being so honest?
"There are things here--things that were here before the lot of us--that don't follow normal rules. From what research I've done, some of these things are helpful. Or rather, they don't cause immediate harm. While others... are monsters that cannot seem to be slain. A creature known as the Jabberwocky terrorises this place. It's large... violent... wild... hungry... and seemingly unkillable." Each word was drawn out with brief beats between for effect. He hopes to instil a certain image in her mind. He might even be using a tiny bit of persuasive magic to encourage it to the forefront. Big and green. "I've also been told a pair of Queens struggle for reign over the land, as well."
And he backs off the intensity with a smile, leaning back as he'd gradually pressed forward for effect. "But I've not seen it, so they're just stories, for now. What I have seen is a land that defies logic. A library with countless sources of information. A room that shifts to suit the owner's preferences. And a closet that produces whatever you ask of it. With low accuracy, of course." He seems to have backed off considerably since his intimidation moments ago, as if it never happened. "Were you fishing for something specific, Miss Natasha?"
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"Helpful? Why yes, I think I might have a snippet for you." He smiles, and he might really look like Loki here. He can't help it, but he's just having too much fun! Who knew he could be so entertained while being so honest?
"There are things here--things that were here before the lot of us--that don't follow normal rules. From what research I've done, some of these things are helpful. Or rather, they don't cause immediate harm. While others... are monsters that cannot seem to be slain. A creature known as the Jabberwocky terrorises this place. It's large... violent... wild... hungry... and seemingly unkillable." Each word was drawn out with brief beats between for effect. He hopes to instil a certain image in her mind. He might even be using a tiny bit of persuasive magic to encourage it to the forefront. Big and green. "I've also been told a pair of Queens struggle for reign over the land, as well."
And he backs off the intensity with a smile, leaning back as he'd gradually pressed forward for effect. "But I've not seen it, so they're just stories, for now. What I have seen is a land that defies logic. A library with countless sources of information. A room that shifts to suit the owner's preferences. And a closet that produces whatever you ask of it. With low accuracy, of course." He seems to have backed off considerably since his intimidation moments ago, as if it never happened. "Were you fishing for something specific, Miss Natasha?"