[ derek's done this before, he's found himself in this world, gone through the whole shit that is asgard, and had finally gone home... only to come back here again. powerless once more, it's a familiar feeling which makes it all the more unsettling, all the more wrong. the place is much the same too, as he's slowly starting to remember it, and it's not leaving him a happy camper.

he sighs dramatically, every word laced with judgement. ]

Your gods must still be losing the war, Asgard. [ for him to be back. ] Nothing surprising there.

[ and no, he's not going to ask who's still here because he really doesn't care. ]

[ This Disney princess thing seems to be going around because the camera jerks on as Mithian waves her hand about.] What---! [ There's a sort of squeak from Mithian and she seems to be batting something away from her face. Then she's lunging towards her wardrobe--] No, no! Get away from there. I said shoo-- [ Camera finally focuses on... well, birds. Little pretty birds who are trying to lift one of Mithian's heavy gowns up and bring it towards her. And failing. There are many of them but they can't seem to hold the thing up for very long before they start to lose their balance.] No, I... [ And again more sweeping gestures of her hands because there are more birds trying to mess with her hair, carrying flowers and ribbons.]

The animals have gone absolutely mad here. [ And in the background there's a chorus of birds and mice who seem to mimic what she says but in their mousey, birdy song, tweeting and squeaking.] They seem keen on dressing me.

[Video / Action Freyr District]

Buon pomeriggio, Asgard.

[(Good afternoon)]

I have a small announcement to make, actually... it is very exciting! Maybe I should just show you.

[Leonardo stepped away from the 'camera view screen' and the angle was readjusted to show off a moderately sized building. ]

This is my new workshop! It is in the Freyr district in the area close to the center of town.

I thought I would open it up to accepting apprentices, if there is anyone out there who would like to learn the methods of art. But, there is enough room here that I could also rent out work-spaces if there are artists or craftsmen who would just like a place to work in.

Oh and one more thing! I had some time to work on this...

[The bracelet cam was suddenly moved as Leonardo entered the building. One might catch a glimpse of a newly begun painting of a handsome young man riding an eight-legged horse as he passed by the easel the new piece was situated on.
But the camera fully focused again on a machine. It had wheels, a nozzle at one end, and a copper vessel on the back that had been secured to support water and the steam it would eventually hold.]

When we were discussing ways to fight against Thiazi and her creatures made of ice I thought my designs for the ice melting contest might be modified to make a kind of steam weapon. It has not been tested yet. Since it is dealing with steam I did not want to run the risk of explosion inside the city.

[After he mentioned the possibility that the thing might explode he felt kind of sheepish adding the next part. ]

Would anyone be willing to help me test it?

[When the video starts, Six’s face is set in a determined, almost angry expression. As soon as Six notices it’s recording, however, it changes immediately into something a lot more genial and vague. It’s mostly focused on his face, but if anyone’s familiar with the famous outfit, you’ll recognize the multicolored collar of the rainbow monstrosity his wonderfully fashionable coat.]

Oh! Hello there. I’m afraid I’m having a bit of trouble with this blasted device, newfangled… whatever it is, I imagine. [He’s probably lying, but he’s not about to tell what he was really up to.] Now then! Could someone tell me a bit more about what this place really is? [Because there’s no way he believes this really is some kind of Godly abode, or that idiotic little ‘guide’ he found when he was first poking around this thing.] And… mmm. I don’t suppose… is there someone here named Evelyn? She may be going by Doctor Smythe… older lady, fond of cardigans and chocolate. I’d… really appreciate it if someone was able to tell me of her whereabouts. We seem to have become inadvertently separated. [He couldn’t have been pulled here without her, he just… he refuses to even think that he might have.

There’s one more matter he wants to address… and his expression regains some of the sternness it had when he first appeared, though he doesn’t mean for that to happen.] I’d also like to know what happened to my TARDIS. Blue box, fairly large, can’t miss it. Anyone who can tell me anything about it… please do. [And… that seems to be it, as he ends the video almost immediately.]