𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 ━ loki laufeyson

8│AN EXISTENTIAL CRISES WAITING TO HAPPEN

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❛ ᴇᴡᴛʀᴛᴡ​​​​​​​​​​. ❜ ° . ༄
- ͙۪۪˚   ▎❛ 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ❜   ▎˚ ͙۪۪̥◌
»»————- ꒰ ᴀɴ ᴇxɪsᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ ᴄʀɪsᴇs
ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ꒱


❝ THIS IS HOW THE
WORLD ENDS [. . .] ❞

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There was a part of Jimin that still couldn't fathom that they were standing in 79 A.D. Pompeii, Italy but there they were. One thing, at least, that Loki had been correct on was his desire prove himself right and it was showing in his eager speech. "Here we go."

"Shh, any minute now," Mobius warned.

"Until this entire town is wiped off the face of this planet. Imagine, all that volcanic ash. . ."

The Asian woman pressed her lips together at his enthusiasm, his carelessness about the humans' nearing deaths reminding her of the easy way he'd killed eighty people. Even Mobius was slightly put off by it. "Yeah, we don't want to get too giddy."

"Oh, come on! It's cool," Loki exclaimed.

"No, it is cool, but it's just not in good taste because. . ."

"People are going to die," Jimin finished bluntly.

"Well, they're going to anyway," the god pointed out and she frowned at him.

"I know," the man acknowledged. "Now listen, I'm gonna watch the TemPad for any variance energy because we gotta be careful. If you're wrong— and there's a good chance you are— anything we do can create a huge branch."

"Oh, Mobius! You make even the end of the world sound boring," the Asgardian complained.

"Listen!" he insisted. "We're not meant to be here, okay? Anything we do can impact the course of history, do you get that?"

"Yes, yes."

"So, we're gonna start with very small disturbances. Can either of you make bird noises?"

"No," Jimin answered flatly.

"Come on, it's just like whooshing noises," the man said encouragingly as he mimicked an owl's hoot.

"Oh—" Loki sighed before he took off for the middle of the village.

"Oh God," the woman huffed, crossing her arms.

"Loki, Loki!" Mobius tried— and failed— to reign him in.

The god jumped onto the side of a wagon and opened the back, allowing the sheep to escape. "Go! Be free, my horned friends, be free!" He began to speak in Latin: "my name is Loki, we are agents of the Time Variance Authority. I bring you all dark tidings!"

Jimin watched him continue to explain in the language what was going to happen, a disapproving expression on her face. He then switched back to English: "we are from the future, right? What is the T.V.A.? I mean, it's from the future. It sounds pretty future-y."

She leaned over to speak quietly to Mobius, "are you sure we can't leave him here?"

The man gave her a half-apologetic, half-amused look and shook his head as the volcano behind the god rumbled loudly, causing the nearby townspeople to scream. "Right on cue!" he called, leaping off the wagon to toss food into the scrambling crowd. "Enjoy your last meal while you can! Nothing matters, nothing has any consequences! Dance while you still can!"

"I don't believe it," the man said next to her as he watched the TemPad. "Zero variance energy, no branching in the timeline."

"The T.V.A. would never even know we were here," Loki turned to face them, his back to the dark ash that tumbled from the mountain. "If it were me, this is where I would hide."