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[sorcerous]

[ Loki is in a dark space, lit by flicker-firelight. The yellow light makes his green eyes seem deep enough to be black. ]

Has the art of prophecy been so lost, here? Have you learned nothing of what came before?

Oracle, tell me: for what purpose were we summoned here? What is it we are meant to save?

What must I do to walk the paths between the worlds once more?

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[buckingauthority]

[Her mouth compresses into a tight line, jaw clenching.]

Trust me, I've learned that lesson well.

[Zak's death will forever haunt her because of the lie she'd kept. The Old Man can't stand the sight of her, either, because of it.

She forces herself to let out a breath, then scrubs at her face and combs her fingers through her hair.]

Look, I can't stop you from chasing after prophecies. I get that you need to feel that all of this is leading towards something. I just hope that whatever you end up finding is actually what you were looking for in the first place.

[Private - video]

[sorcerous]

[ A slight shake of his head. ]

I hope that it is something much stranger and more wondrous than what I am expecting.

Join me in that, if you will.

[Private - video]

[buckingauthority]

[Kara stares at him for a moment, taking in the firelight flickering on his face, and the darkness looming in from the edges of that warm glow. It's that sense of mystery, of the unknown, which draws her in, gripping her more tightly than she's willing to acknowledge. But Starbuck's afraid of it too. Afraid of how easily she would be swallowed up by it.

Finally, she nods.]

Good hunting.