second scroll [voice ; open] backdated to Sunday of Week 30

[girlworthfighting]

All who can hear this, you will be so good as to grant me a moment of your time to listen. My message is both of stern significance and brief.

For those who've not yet met me or don't know my voice, my name is Fa Mulan. In the land I come from I am a warrior of great renown, and no small amount of skill. [She rarely ever boasts like this, so it must be important - and not about her.] The young prince and novice sorcerer known as Loki Odinson is under my protection. I know there are some of you who may take issue with his presence, or wish him harm for another unvoiced reason. But I care not what these reasons are. They are irrelevant to me, and to the oath I've taken upon my name and honor.

I don't seek out battle with this young man's would-be enemies. But if you make quarrel with him, then you will quarrel with me. That is the way of it.

I expect when I return from the short journey I am undertaking I will find Loki perfectly safe and unbothered. If not, then any who have failed to heed this warning will answer to me.

[There's a pause and then, in a softer tone, she begins as if almost in a separate message.]

Jack Frost, will you be so obliging as to allow me to request of you to keep an eye on him while I am gone?

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[attention_wenches]

[Sigh. And not just because this stupid crystal scrying stone is constantly bothering him with people's nonsense and irritating to make use of.]

...As regards that low profile I've been attempting to keep, it involved my name and rank.

[Even Sigyn understood that much!]

[girlworthfighting]

[Well there's gratitude for you. Mulan sorely wishes that she could say she was really surprised.]

If so it was a poorly-kept secret indeed. Especially in regards to your name. The Lady Sigyn already made that one quite public before I had even brought you to the city.

[attention_wenches]

For one thing, I'm fairly certain no one listens to a thing the lunatic says. For another, she didn't feel the need to announce my rank.

[Sigh again.]

And I would note that I asked for none of this and would much prefer to be left alone.

[He'd be grateful if any of this were pleasant or desired.]

/threadjack for lull

[fotlenke]

[ You can hear Sigyn's fingers click-clacking atop a wood surface testily. When she speaks, her voice is low, grave, and harder than any stone in Asgard -- not even Thor's hammer could crack this stone. ]

For true? No person listens to what the lunatic says?

[attention_wenches]

[Ugh, go away.]

Not really, no.

[fotlenke]

Hmm. [ She hums thoughtfully. ] Such is your opinion, and I shall respect your right to the opinion.

[attention_wenches]

How uncharacteristically reasonable.

[fotlenke]

I disregard your poorly veiled insult, as you do not know me. Good tidings to you and your ilk, Silver Tongue. ﾓ∆Я∑ ₮ｻ∑∑ ῳ∑ﾚﾚ [ And with that. She turns off her device, not needing to hear anything else from Loki. Besides, she has work to do. ]

[girlworthfighting]

I doubt she entirely comes across to others as 'a lunatic'. At least not to the point where others completely disregard anything she says.


And were it likely, I would be more than willing to leave you to the solitude you so desire. However so long as there's a chance being on your own will leave you open to dangers, then it cannot be. Or do you care nothing for your own survival either?

[attention_wenches]

Thus far, the only threat to my survival has been from the entirely sane woman with the dagger and the bizarre accusations.

[girlworthfighting]

She seems to think there will be more like her, and they will be not be so open to reason.

[Her tone as she mentions the 'open to reason' thing is downright pointed.]

[attention_wenches]

If there are more like her, several worlds are probably doomed. But even she didn't announce that there's a prince sitting about without any defenses. Sigyn's bizarre convictions aside, my life isn't my own. It'd be quite simple to use me to target Asgard.

[He has no interest in being either a hostage or a selection of body parts sent home to his father.]

[girlworthfighting]

Fine. If it will get me any faster to your cooperation, then I apologize for announcing your title and affiliations so publicly. It was not well-thought out of me.

But what you're saying at the same time only enforces my point.

[attention_wenches]

[He rubs at his temples for a moment, trying not to groan out loud.]

I don't know what my cooperation would consist of. Continuing not to be assaulted by forces unknown?

[girlworthfighting]

All I ask of you is that you be careful. Use the common sense you're so clearly burdened with, and try not to antagonize anyone you can't handle. Especially while I'm gone.

[attention_wenches]

Oh, I assure you, nothing of my sense is common. But yes, I shall continue apace, in strong hopes of going unmolested.

[girlworthfighting]

Then it sounds as if we have another understanding. I'm grateful.

[attention_wenches]

Such as it is. I'll try not to be unceremoniously beheaded in the meantime.

[girlworthfighting]

Must you always be so-? [But she interrupts herself with a sigh.] Never mind. I'm certain I already know the answer.

Farewell, then. Until I return.

[attention_wenches]

Yes.

[He knows the answer to that question.]

I'll see you then.