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Time: May 6th, 2001
Status: Private, Sphix, Loki, (Anathema and/or Gabriel, if they want to)
Setting: The hospital wing
Summary: Sphix goes to see Loki
Sphix sneaked up the stairs, ready to flee at any sign of the inspector. The route to the hospital had never seemed quite as long, and twice she was about to turn back and just go, leave this place and her acquaintances behind. The reasons for her detour in the hospital still stood, however, and besides, he was just one inspector. While one never knew with humans, not for certain, changes were she would win any direct confrontation. As far as she knew, the police in this country wasn't in the habit of carrying guns.
The sphinx opened Loki's door, careful to make as little noise as possible, and slipped into the room. Once in, she suddenly didn't know what to say. She rarely had any reason for farewells, anyway. She nodded at the god, hand still on the door handle. This had to be quick.
Status: Private, Sphix, Loki, (Anathema and/or Gabriel, if they want to)
Setting: The hospital wing
Summary: Sphix goes to see Loki
Sphix sneaked up the stairs, ready to flee at any sign of the inspector. The route to the hospital had never seemed quite as long, and twice she was about to turn back and just go, leave this place and her acquaintances behind. The reasons for her detour in the hospital still stood, however, and besides, he was just one inspector. While one never knew with humans, not for certain, changes were she would win any direct confrontation. As far as she knew, the police in this country wasn't in the habit of carrying guns.
The sphinx opened Loki's door, careful to make as little noise as possible, and slipped into the room. Once in, she suddenly didn't know what to say. She rarely had any reason for farewells, anyway. She nodded at the god, hand still on the door handle. This had to be quick.
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Loki was bored, though. A visitor promised entertainment. He did not want her to go.
"Hello," he greeted in the first language that came to mind, which just happened to be an old variant of Icelandic. "You look familiar."
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If she'd come to say good bye, she must know him, he thought. But he didn't know her and that was a real pity. He wished he had the chance to get to know her.
"Are you going far away? Will you be back soon?" Maybe he could go visit her, if he ever got better, or maybe she'd visit him again when she returned.
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"Your mind is still messed up, isn't it? Why, they couldn't even let you die in peace." She shook her head. "I don't know how far I will go. Somewhere else, in any case. The police is here, and I do not wish to deal with them."
"We won't be seeing again. By the time I could contact you, you will already be dead."
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"Who's they?" Perhaps he ought to take measures to protect himself from them? But would he remember that long enough to go through with it? "What is the police? Is it a bad thing?"
He didn't have any memories of the police, though there were some emotions connected to the word, rater contradictory emotions. Did he like or fear the police?
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"And the police... They are people who go after you and lock you up for no good reason. Put you in shackles. Kill you, even, if you give them the opportunity." She shook her head. "Like they knew how these things work! They know nothing, and yet, they think they can impose their rules and morals on everyone, no matter who they are."
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She heard voices coming from Loki's room, and one of them, a female,seemed rather agitated and had said her name.
Standign up, she hurried over and peeked inside. It was the sphinx. Ah, that explained the agitation then.
"Hello? Soemone call my name?" she asked. You never know in this place, she may have been imagining it.
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"You messed up my mind?" he asked her in a slightly lost and pleading tone. What was he supposed to do, if she denied it? How could he tell who to trust?
And that police stuff? It sounded really scary. If such people were here, it might be better to leave, but where could one go, if one kept forgetting things? He'd probably forget where he was headed long before he got there.
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Okay, he was scared. Was it okay to be scared? Some vague memory hinted that maybe it wasn't, but he couldn't remember why and that scared him even more.
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Well, she doubted it could really get any worse than it was, but pushing things was never a good idea, especially when it came to someone's mind.
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Is this thread closed? I thought that Shpinx would reply, sorry.
I was supposed to answer, but I couldn't decide what Sphix should do.
Sphix flashed both the god and the mortal a quick smile and left, slamming the door shut after her. She felt a slight tinge of sadness when she headed towards the nearest window. There was no point in procrastinating any longer, though; she had to go, disappear before the officer found her.
At least for now.