[ SORT OF. A LITTLE BIT. REMEMBER WHEN YOUR GIANT ROBOT BARBECUED HIM? YEAH THAT WAS GREAT. anyway.
loki's shot a withering glance, voice a long suffering drawl. ] Yes, Loki, I remember. Waystations. Places in between.
[ mostly, anyway. he understands the gist of it, even if he couldn't get into as exact specifics as loki likely could. couldn't find all the secret pathways in between places. he knows the concept, not the practice. SEE? INSULT. but they have plenty of time to squabble, and have already devoted centuries upon centuries to it. about that nothingness thing. ]
A virus. Like a disease? [ or organisation, but he'd said virus first, and that means something. ] And this spread, how is it stopped? Is it present, on this waystation?
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loki's shot a withering glance, voice a long suffering drawl. ] Yes, Loki, I remember. Waystations. Places in between.
[ mostly, anyway. he understands the gist of it, even if he couldn't get into as exact specifics as loki likely could. couldn't find all the secret pathways in between places. he knows the concept, not the practice. SEE? INSULT. but they have plenty of time to squabble, and have already devoted centuries upon centuries to it. about that nothingness thing. ]
A virus. Like a disease? [ or organisation, but he'd said virus first, and that means something. ] And this spread, how is it stopped? Is it present, on this waystation?