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Video | Monday evening

[After a day of wandering around the island market and learning a bit about this place, Thor has finally borrowed Kaidan's communicator, since he's not about to try making a call from inside a ship that sails under the water! So here he is, looking somewhere between confident, amiable, and concerned. Maybe concerned is a bit more to the forefront than he would like.]

Greetings! This is Thor Odinson of Asgard, and I was told there are people who know me who can hear this message. Stark? Doctor Banner? Can you hear me? I will keep this device on hand, please feel free to reply to my message later, if you cannot hear it yet.

[And that's that. He fiddles with buttons for a moment, carefully so as not to damage the delicate little thing, and then the feed shuts itself off.]

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[ No.

No.

No.

Odinson. Of all people from home, it had to be Odinson. ]

What are you doing?

[That is a familiar voice, though he can't quite place who it is. He frowns in polite confusion at the blank video screen.]

I am trying to make contact with my companions. May I ask who this is?

Nej.

[ She sticks her tongue out, even though he is unable to see her. ]

Have I done something to offend, my lady? I have hardly said a word so far.

[Though he's starting to wonder, a little bit, if this might be the woman who burned him in effigy in that video....]

You have certainly done enough in the past, Odinson.

[If anything, he looks even more hangdog at that. He isn't proud of the person he used to be, but it would be nice if people could acknowledge that he's grown up a little....]

If I have caused you grief in the past, my lady, I am sincerely sorry, and would make it up to you if I can.

Pah! The Aesir are so small and petty; all you would give me would empty promises and hollow words.

And you are one of the Vanir, then. The young lady who, I am told, took an image of me to burn?

[He's not accusing, just... clarifying. His tone is more resigned than anything else.]

If it is any consolation, I no longer hunt for war and glory. It may have taken me a very long time, but I have at least learned that much.

Nej. I carved a royal likeness upon wood meant to burn and burn only.

[ She frowns. ]

You lie. Aesir do not turn sweet so swiftly.

[And there's her face. Yep, it's the same one. He's torn between affront and sadness at being called a liar. Even at his worst, he was never that. Never.]

I do not lie, my lady. I was exiled powerless on Midgard, and had to learn to value other things.

Oh, aye. A fortnight upon Midgard will compare beautifully to eons of servitude the Vanir have been made to commit to the Aesir.

[ She has Njord's scowl. ]

[It's almost cute, too. Though Thor is too down-trodden feeling to really enjoy it.]

That was long ago, my lady, and none of my doing, at that. Surely such grudges can be forgotten in time-- surely your people are more allies than servants?

Surely you do not think that we have forgotten how you took Vanaheim and transformed it from our paradise to a dead wasteland!

[Now that's just a little much, even for repentant Thor.]

That was as much the Vanir's doing as ours! War is destructive to both sides, and you fought as bravely as we did, did you not?

You imprisoned our King!!

[And this is history Thor doesn't know very well, so he settles for being honest:]

When I was a child! I had nothing to do with anything that happened in that war, as you surely know.

Besides, we are allied now, are we not? Even worthy Heimdall is said to have connections to your race, and the lady Freya taught magic to my father, as a sign of friendship.

Mother only did so because your father imprisoned her father.

[Oh. Oooooh. Now he understands.]

So this is Sigyn Freyasdotter. I remember you. You threw apples at the guardsmen when you were much smaller than you are now.

[

Dammit!!

She let it slip! ]

Who is to say I stopped?

The lack of guardsmen here to throw apples at would make it a bit more difficult to manage. Unless you are tormenting the locals, as well.

[He doesn't look serious. He doesn't sound serious. If anything, now that he knows who she is, it sounds a bit like he's teasing her.]

[ Her face is red and she's all flustered and aggravated now. Why won't he take her seriously?! ]

Watch your tongue when speaking with a sorceress, Odinson.

Why Freyasdotter, I have said nothing rude or even untoward to you. Why would you threaten me for an innocent question?

[ ... technically innocent, anyway. Technically. Sorry, Sigyn, you're actually kind of cute when you're all pissed off. He still remembers you like a little girl with no real bite and pigtails.]

I could shrivel your manhood with just one spell.

[ And she means it. Her fingers lighting a warm, blue magic that starts to crackle. ]

[He's less threatened than mildly affronted.]

I thought you had more honor than that, Vanir. I have done nothing to you, and I would be friends, if only you would allow it.

Why should I show honor to one who would walk into Jotunnheim and then instigate violence?

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