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[There's a girl on the network who looks about ready to cry. Which is... familiar, if you know Hibiki. But at the same time, she looks too old to be the girl in the green cloak everybody is so used to...

Well, unless you were around for the aging event, at least.]

I-it happened again. I got turned into a teenager again...

What should I do? I can't move like this... Last time, I kept falling, and I never figured it out-!

[Wah.]

Umm... W-would somebody be able to tell the people at the hospital that I can't come today? I don't think I can help out very much like this...

Rutherford-san, I don't mind cooking a meal today, but I don't think I can deliver it. B-but I'll try to see if somebody else can bring it instead-! [Because she would feel bad if she didn't at least try.]

[Action; Sigyn kitchen]

[After some effort, she's finally made it down to the kitchen, still miraculously in one piece. There's a bit of a red bump on her head, and some minor scuffs on her knees, which might explain why she's seated at the table for the moment. She did manage to brew up some tea at least, which she is enjoying, but judging by the soaked towels on the floor and a suspicious bandage pad stuck to her hand, it took quite a bit more effort than usual.

But all of that aside, she does look up when she hears somebody coming, and even manages a weak smile.]

Umm... Hello.

((OOC: Hibiki has been hit by an age-up curse, making her about fifteen or sixteen years old. ...She's not much taller really, but it's still enough to make it difficult to judge distances.))

I DID IT!

[ Back up, Amy Pond screaming into the screen! It's shaking and she's trembling and her hair is very wild and her eyes are bursting with excitement—a quick breather would do her some good, but it continues with a documentary style movement. There's the echoing of her steps and some shuffling. Papers, pencils, clacking and snapping on the ground.

She clears her throat, patting her chest. And swallows. ]

I did it, I made this, I—

[ An apple. She shows the screen... an apple. Carved with a smile. God, it's tiny. Sort of deformed; mutated. A brief moment later and she knocks it on the table. It sounds awfully hard. Like a rock? ]

Okay, close enough to the real thing, but I did it! I—




Doctor, are you listening? [ Did she filter this right? ]

[ so someone may have woken up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. she's a little huffy... or downright angry looking, if you wanted to go all the way with it. when raven woke up this morning, she was all blond hair and, well, no blue skin or scales. remember that time when she probably would have been perfectly fine with this? well if the expression on her face is any indication, that time has come and gone.

at least she's calmed down from her initial state of a lot of terribly unhappy feelings before turning on her bracelet ]

This isn't funny and whoever thinks it is has a really twisted sense of humor. Do these so-called gods get off on taking everything from the people who are supposed to be here to help them?



ooc;; cursed. spending the next few days "looking normal". it's terrible, really.

[ the feed clicks open and there is robb, looking a tad worn and disgruntled. he's just come back from being gray and colour - colour is a shot of relief -- like the feeling of sweet summerwine down your throat. he barely remembers anything. only the war, and arya disappearing and then nothing.

he's always figured it was part of some promise to return them. that the next time he would open his eyes - he'd be on the battlefield, or the eyrie or winterfell. somewhere familiar - but he isn't. he's still here.

his voice is perhaps, hoarser then. the after effect of not having spoken for what feels like a near month. he's glad the bracelet is with him again, as is grey wind. ]

I had thought the gods kind enough to deliver me out of their service. It seems they place me back.

[ a beat. ]

Is S- Alayne Stone still of this realm?

[When the audio comes on, there is a sigh and the soft "A" being hit on the piano. It happens a few more times. Before Ranka tries to speak. Her voice sounds upbeat, but for those that know her the past few days have been hard.]

I just thought I'd let everyone know Alto's gone.

[After a few moments of silence she finally speaks again.]

Also, I was going to cook something like a holiday dinner. So I was wondering if anyone wanted to come over? It would be terrible to be alone right now, right?

[Scrolling along the streets of Asgard you’ll find a small boy is…committing acts of vandalism? Well he is certainly painting a weird circle shaped design on the wall of that build over there. The design is made up of bunch of symbols, it looks harmless though but who knows with the weird things this city throws at you.]

There that should be the last one. [He certainly looks pleased with himself as he finishes up his work. He closes a jar of weird looking black paint put it and his brush into a large rucksack. Just as he about to leave the design suddenly flashes white and then begins to glow going from white to blue to gold. Now this situation has gone from odd to freaky. Not that the kid is even paying any attention to this and he'll head off on his way if you don't stop him.]


((OOC: If you want to figure out what going on you can catch Aladdin in the act anytime throughout most of the city. ))

Since we have a lot of new people arriving, I thought I would post some information about Asgard and what has happened to us here since the arrival of the first travellers 189 days ago! Long-time Travellers, keep reading! There’s something you haven’t heard about yet too.

Firstly, Castiel-san has updated Sam-san’s list of god-granted abilities and what each ability is and what we know of what it is capable of. You can find it here! While it’s mostly complete, there were some powers that no-one volunteered to help Castiel-san with information about. If you can fill in the gaps, please talk to him! If you want to talk to people with your power or just get advice on using it, then Merlin-san’s Teacher’s Council may be for you! Look out for an announcement from him or contact him directly with questions.

Secondly, what has happened in Asgard. As you can see, a lot of volunteers worked on this! We’re still working on making it as complete as possible, so if you want to help, let me know! I’m especially interested in someone who experienced the battle and someone who served as a healer writing up their impressions of the battle.

And the new-news I promised! There’s been a lot of talk about research lately, or at least the lack of it, so you might be surprised to know that the Forensics Unit at the hospital is attempting to find scientific explanations for the phenomena we encounter in Asgard! We recently concluded a study as to how our god-given powers are activated. Using the hospital’s EEG and MRI machines, we searched for any increase in brain activity while our test subject used their powers. We were unable to detect any difference from normal brain activity. This held true, no matter the power, age, gender or species of Traveller. It took us a while to complete this study, because the Traveller leading it, Charles Xavier-san (not the same Charles Xavier currently in Asgard) was returned, and of course we dealt with numerous attacks on the city in the interim. I’ve attached the full report as a file for anyone interested! We’d especially like to hear from any scientists currently in Asgard who might be interested in joining our department. Although formed in response to suspicious activity, we’ve since widened our outlook to include the examination of anything that will benefit Travellers. If you’re interested, please contact me or Detective Kate Beckett.

Other ways to learn more about our situation include the Teacher’s Council, as I already mentioned, or Grimoire's Sigil – Aladdin-kun is leading research into Asgard’s original Rune Magic. There’s a lot to learn here, and any interested parties are welcome to join in.

If research isn’t for you, consider The Citadel! Arthur-san’s guard teach a variety of weapon-based and non-weapon-based combat. Pendragon-san also offers lectures on War at regular intervals.

If that’s not your thing either, then maybe you’d like to help O’Brien and me with our emergency supply kits! We need volunteers to help us gather supplies then sort them into the kits which are distributed to Welcome Halls and stations all over Asgard. We especially would like volunteers with Drawing Life!

If you’ve got a healing power, then either the Sigyn Hospital or the Yakuzen Clinic Heimdall are good places to get practical experience using your power! You don’t have to talk to anyone at the hospital, just go to reception. And Watson-sensei and Castiel-san have regular first-aid classes at the Yakuzen Clinic.

If I’ve forgotten anything, please let me know! (Koizumi-san, I don’t want to hear you say it.)

((ooc: if I have html/link fail, ooc you want to be in on this but aren't sure how or have a group you want a shout out for, let me know!))

[A bench in Gefion Park had become the perfect location for a little artistic reconnaissance. Horses had always been a favorite subject for sketches so the six-legged variety found in this park was too interesting to ignore! Leonardo tried to capture their beauty, the graceful way they moved as they pulled their carriages full of passengers down the pathways of the park. A small sketchbook that had been in his pocket when he arrived soon had a several pages full of studies of the animals.]

Creatures with so many extra legs, you would think they would have difficultly getting around but they are actually quite graceful. Bello mio.

[(Beautiful)
The animals not his sketches... those were given an appraising look and all of their flaws were instantly noticed. To Leonardo's eye the sketches needed a bit more work but to anyone else they would look just exactly like the horses he had been watching.]

When I arrived I was told this was my power? To make objects drawn on a page come into being in a physical sense? Everything about this place sounds so fantastical!
I have not tried it yet, I do not even know how to make this supposed power work. Is there some one here with more experience with this?

[On another thought, Leonardo looked back to his notebook and flipped to a different page. He had made a small sketch of the larger city map he had been given on arrival. ]

I was also told there was a war going on? With so many new technologies my expertise might be out of date but I might be able to help design something? I would really like to know what these machines that attacked the city before looked like. Would anyone be willing to give me a clearer idea of what those were like?

[Thanks to Euri he knew they were large, walked on two feet, and were big enough for people to fit inside but how they fought, how fast they were, and the specifics of their design were still unknown. ]

[OOC: This is a video post but he would still be in the Gefion Park if anyone would like to run into him there instead. Have him draw you something? He is entirely green with this power however... ]

[After having experimented with the bracelet for what was probably an hour, Stiles thinks he's got things pretty much unlocked. That is, after the initial panic attack he'd had upon first arriving, but that was embarrassing and we're not talking about that. At least things are home were sort of fixed, and Scott was here, and so were Derek and Jackson but they were facts of life at this point and thus unavoidable. Allison... that'd be the interesting part. Anyways.

So here we have a fairly normal-looking Stiles, for those who know him at least: pacing around his room, wiggling his fingers and cracking his knuckles and scrubbing his hands through his short hair. It's like he's forgotten that he's recording for the network, except he totally hasn't and he makes that clear when he stops pacing and sort of... vibrates in front of the feed instead.]

So. Asgard. Cool. I guess it's good timing with the movies coming out? The only question is which origin story they're sticking to. [An awkward smile, because that was lame. He does want to find out more about the gods, but that comes later. He'd read something about a library on the network.] I'm, uh Stiles? Stiles Stilinski. California, America, planet Earth since I think... that... varies................

[His hand shakes as it rubs down from his hair to the back of his neck and then the side to scratch beneath his ear. Whether it's from excitement or nervousness or both only he knows, but he's definitely got too much energy right now. It feels like there's another panic attack lurking beneath the surface, but he can keep calm long enough to finish this up. Hopefully.]

I'm geeking out about the multiple world things. Parallel universes maybe? There've got to be at least a hundred different versions of Earth out there, right? I'd like to hear about them. We've got werewolves and other... things...... back home for me. If you're from, like, Waterworld or something that'd be cool! Sucky for you, but cool. Would you have gills? Or like... any zombie apocalypse people in the house?

[Okay stopping there because his talking is getting faster and faster and it leaves less time to breathe and not breathing is bad because that leads to panic attacks and passing out and he just got here, he doesn't want to die before he can at least explore this place he's been kidnapped to and god he's been kidnapped by Norse gods what the hell is his life actually?]

[filtered] scott, allison, derek, jackson

Team meeting? Pack huddle? Please? [He leans in closer, hands disappearing out of the bottom frame like he's leaning against a table and stares seriously at the screen.] Yes that means you too, Derek.