[ Loki lets the illusions drop, trying not to feel disturbed, and certainly not to look it. He remembers the one universe, his own skeleton presiding over that of his brother and mother's --
No. Stop thinking about it. Thinking about it was the way to angst. Angst was the way to whining. Whining was the way to the dark side. ]
Up we go!
[ He quickly made his way to the elevator, false cheer in his voice. ]
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[ Loki lets the illusions drop, trying not to feel disturbed, and certainly not to look it. He remembers the one universe, his own skeleton presiding over that of his brother and mother's --
No. Stop thinking about it. Thinking about it was the way to angst. Angst was the way to whining. Whining was the way to the dark side. ]
Up we go!
[ He quickly made his way to the elevator, false cheer in his voice. ]