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WHO: Tommy Shepherd, OTA
WHERE: Network, Caves, Beach
WHAT: Tommy reacting to mintpocalypse, exploring a cave, and being TOO energetic
WHEN: Friday Oct 15th and Saturday Oct 16th
WARNINGS: n/a

Network - Friday Morning
this is so absolutely and completely not my fault at all so anyone who says so is an absolute liar

Network - Saturday Morning
okay but serious when am I getting my reward for a creative way of finding the beach?

Caves

So, hey, this was a thing. Tommy hadn't meant to, yanno, cover the whole damn place in mint. None of the species were supposed to be that bad, right? Not the earth ones. Maybe it was something about this world. What he knew is that he felt like shit on Friday morning. And then a lot more relaxed as he woke and found his way along the path on Saturday, a blur of motion and a whoop of joy as he found the ocean. Of course he took the moment to take credit before starting to explore. Not in the waves, not at all. No, Tommy instead heads along the shore until he finds a cave.

Tommy never would have considered his power related to energy, which is a mistake. If he had, he might have thought twice when he was using his phone as a light and it was SO bright. Then again, he wouldn't have put two and two together anyway. Just mused how it was interesting that the tunnel kept getting brighter rather than darker the further in he went. And if he had a sense of time like that of a normal human, he'd definitely have noticed how weird it was that the tunnel was passing by so quickly. As it was, Tommy was rushing through the caves at a break-neck pace, his hair shining with a soft white glow, and in the air behind him there was a lingering after image of white-green light. A pale mint trailing after him. Amusing, right?

So Tommy darts around, building up a charge, and not realizing that he might not be alone.

Beach

His body is screaming with energy, and there is so much that Tommy wants to do. He's well fed and he feels like he can take on the world. Probably can actually. He's got energy here, too much energy. Which means only one thing. Time for some damn FUN. He moves quickly, a burst of pale-mint colored light racing over the water, over the waves. And, when he realizes that there's a serious trail of light following him, Tommy's soon drawing patterns all over the waves, enjoying the way the light lingers and the shapes follow after him. His fingers trace his name in the air like the residual light of a sparkler, and his laughter follows him easily.

Then there he is, back on the shore, sparks dancing off his feet and hitting the sand, not that he notices. Instead he's busy chasing after the lobster-like creatures. Could probably eat those, right?

And when it's all done the young man, hair shining with an undeniable pale white light, eyes glowing green, stretched out on the sand and considering the sky. Nice. New thought, more time in the cave, because he's been feeling amazing ever since he went there.

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Loki watches Tommy running around like an absolute loon with no small amount of amusement, though he keeps his distance. He's felt the energy too, and it's definitely put him in a better mood, but not like this. Even if he'd definitely be out there chasing lobster things if he was about 700 years younger and Thor was around.

Right. This is weirdly making him miss Thor.

Once Tommy's still for a bit, he wanders by. "You seem in a fine mood."

The stranger makes Tommy look up, and for a moment he frowns. There's something familiar about the stranger, but he's not quite sure he can place it. It's like an itch in the back of his mind, but ultimately he shrugs it off. Unlike his twin, Billy, he hasn't exactly had one on one interaction with Loki back home, so it's not like he recognizes the Asgardian raised Frost Giant off the top of his head.

"I mean, yeah. I haven't had energy like this since I got here. It's frustrating, to have to be a snail all the time."

"So you're normally much more...?" He waves his fingers rapidly through the air, like Tommy zipping around. Little threads of light seem to trail after them; a minor illusion to illustrate. "Is everyone like that where you're from?"

The idea is a little dizzying.

"Mach four normally," Tommy shrugs, frowning at the little gesture and the light trailing. How is he doing that? Well, not like Tommy knows. Maybe the guy is charged up too.

"And not everyone. I'm a mutant, it's what I am, I'm special."

That's a relief, obliquely. Not that Loki thinks he's going to ever end up on the planet of "kids exactly like this one" unless he makes some extremely interesting mistakes in the future.

It takes him a second to remember what 'mach four' actually means, since it's not something that's come up often in his conversations. "I suppose that's fast if you're not folding space, yes?" He cocks his head. "Though I'm not familiar with 'mutant' the way you're saying it."

Give it a few decades, Loki. Earth will be a world with more people like Tommy than not. At least, his own Earth. Loki's version of it will probably last out for some time.

"Yeah," Tommy answers. "I've outrun teleporters before. By quite a bit. And mutants are like humans but different."

"That is impressive." Everyone likes being told that; Loki knows from experience. And admittedly, it's a pretty good skill to be able to outrun those who can teleport, though he doubts the boy could outrun the Bifrost. But at the moment he doesn't think a pissing contest is useful or interesting.

"Ah, humans." That tells him quite a bit more, though he'd already thought Tommy smelled like a human. Though that makes the mutant thing even more interesting, since as far as he knows, his Midgard doesn't have mutants like that. "Are mutants common?"

Well, it depends on what one means by outrun the Bifrost. Between planets? No. Could he run fast enough to cross the surface of it and not be sucked in? Well, now there would be a challenge. He'd do it for the sheer fun.

"Not as common as we were. Gonna be more common in the future I think. We're just a different species. Humans are like dogs. We're like wolves. Except they came first, so it's a bad description."

"Different species that can cross-breed," Loki notes. Because that's also what is implied by dogs and wolves: hybrids. And not as common as they were? "Was there a war? A plague?" Humans really do like killing each other. But they also definitely bounce back, like a population of rabbits. It's annoying, or useful, depending on what you want out of them at the time.

“Like wolves and dogs,” Tommy confirms. He’s had the same thought. Humans are the dogs of course.

As for war? Well, it’s a war ON them. Does that count?

“Shot happened. There are like a few hundred, maybe a thousand or so of us left? I don’t even know. Just not a lot.”

At least more are being born for a change.

His lips twitch. "Which, then, are the dogs?" He has a feeling he knows what the answer will be.

"Quite a population bottleneck. But I imagine those that remain are the ones best suited to hiding."

"Well, that's complicated, ain't it?" Tommy asks, frowning. "Humans come first, so they could be wolves. But it's mutants that are dangerous and big and tend to pack up because we don't get other choices."

As for the bottleneck, Tommy doesn't even know what that means. Sorry.

"Dogs can be as dangerous as wolves," Loki observes. "Moreso because they know humans are easy meat and do not fear them."

Something poetic about being eaten by your own creation, really.

Yeah, they can. "And dogs work to take down wolves. I know. But that's what I think."

And it's all a mess. But the real thing is that it's not a good state for the world to live in.

"And Dogs don't tend to eat people."

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