[When the video kicks on, Athelstan is in the middle of scrambling backward, his fingers closing around the axe in his belt. The hovering touchscreen, of course, follows him back and he instinctively slashes out at the hologram as it chases him through the room.

Through sheer dumb luck, he manages to hit the button that halts the screen's movement so it stops advancing on him, and after a few moments of sitting on the floor, staring in terror at the bright screen that seemed to appear out of nowhere, Athelstan pulls himself up on his elbows and takes a deep breath.]

Deus meus.

[The Latin is deliberate, and it takes him a few more moments to actually calm down and approach the recording screen again.]

This is... used to communicate? [It's an interesting enough contraption, and his brows furrow a little, reaching out a tentative hand to touch the hologram, head tilted as it makes the screen flicker before him.] With no ink or parchment... fascinating. You others with this ring, you can hear my voice through this? As if I were next to you?

[He grasps the concept quickly enough, it seems, and pokes a little more at the screen, widening and shortening it in turn.]

I... I am Athelstan, a follower of your god Odin. I did not expect to find Valhalla so soon into my days- [or at all, really...] -but as I am here now, I suppose I must offer myself to the service of the gods. If anyone can help me... the magic of Asgard is something I have never experienced before. I am unfamiliar with many things in this land. As a matter of fact, I-

[Aaand he manages to shut the recording off in mid-sentence. Go figure.

Help?]

[[ooc: intro is backdated just a bit to before the flood! :o]]

[The fighting ended yesterday, but Lilly's still being cautious-- because while there are certain ways in which she's surprisingly fearless, loud noises and explosions are definitely not something she's used to. She'd spent a good deal of the battle hiding under her bed as much as possible, and hadn't left Freya since she'd met up with Nepeta.

Right now, she's lying on the floor in front of her bracelet display, regarding it seriously.]

Boom.

[Dafuq was that, guys. Luckily for her, her district isn't dealing with the worst of the aftermath, but still.]

Awwwl done?

At last, it's finished. I think Alice should like it.

[The video shows Tarrant holding a hat meant for the younger Alice who he had promised to hat a few days prior. Though one were to look close enough, amonst the debris of his room are numerous other hats that he had been working on since arriving in Asgard. He had certainly been working on his trade, and hopefully the other residents of Heimdall hadn't minded much the noise and clutter of his room. Not that he had paid it much mind.]

It's sure to be a perfect fit.

Ah yes, but that is I'm supposed to be asking if there's anyone else that I should hat. Seeing as how I've finished Alice's and Alice already has hers.

It feels awfully good to be working at my trade again. And it's a good thing that I'm here since I've noticed there aren't many who know an awful lot about not knowing what to know about hats, they simply don't know.

No matter how wondrous a dome or tiny a head you have, I should very much like to hat it.

I understand recently many have been asking questions. I have a few of my own. [ Of course he does. It’s what Kaworu does best, after all: question people nonstop. This time it’s a fairly simple question (no it’s not) ]

What do you consider to be “home” and what do you consider to be “family”? Your home, your family – what defines it?


[ and as usual, for those who don’t wish to engage on a philosophical question, there is something else ]

I have tasted wine during the funeral. I’m not a fan, even though I was told it’d taste better as I drunk it. [ it didn’t taste better. ] However, I was also told there are sweeter drinks. Would anyone know about this? I promise I won’t drink too much, that was a onetime experiment. [ no, really. Not that drunk Kaworu is terrible; he just smiled a lot (even more) and talked way too much. He also got topless. He prefers to stay sober. ]

[the video feed shows Kimberly..truthfully not looking her best. Besides looking visibly tired, it's clear she's been blowing her nose a bit and for once she's too sick to care about her appearance save that she's covered. The top of her pink and purple fleece pajamas can be can be seen under the blanket she's wrapped around,  the head dragon she received poking out from the blanket as well.  Still, she has a rant and even if her throat's a little scratchy, she's going to say it.]

Boss lady at work dismissed me early because I was coughing too much for her comfort. How was I supposed to know it'd get this bad an hour after I clock in to the shop?

Also, how's it that we can't really die [that she knew of] in this place, but we can still get sick? What if there's an attack? I've already had to face a monster once recovering from the flu, it's not something I'd like to repeat.

Though it was funny when the thing ended up getting sick right into the fight-who knew human illness was that contagious for monsters? [It's enough to almost make her laugh, but the effort hurts too much.] Ugh....note to self..no laughing when head hurts this much.

Would anyone in House Freya mind if I plant myself on the sofa in the common room and watch movies? I'm bored lying in bed all day-and I have a can of Lysol so you don't have to worry about getting sick.

[She turns of the feed moments before she collapses on her bed.]

[Kim's standing outside of the Odin house, trying to appear more calm than she's really feeling at the moment. Panicking won't do her any good, she's well aware of this, but it's hard fighting against it.]

[She also thinks this would be a lot easier if there was some sort of directory.]

I need some help from anyone in Odin house.

My friend Billy's gone grey and unconscious, but I can't keep checking up on him all the time. For some reason being in his house longer than an hour makes me feel unease [Not exactly, but that's the closest way she can describe it] but I don't want him to wake up and need help when I can't be there. He doesn't have his bracelet with him, so I'm trying to look for it, but it means he can't contact anyone when he does wake up.

So if anyone from Odin could check up on him, that would be awesome and I'll try to think of a way to pay you back.

Also...do I need to get him hooked onto an IV or anything? He's been out for several days.

[Turlough looks...well, slightly fidgety.]

I know this might be a stupid question. But what all do you give someone on Valentine's Day-either on your world or on Asgard? Dates are out of the question because of her...job, but I'd like to give her something anyway. I've had girlfriends before, but that was ages ago and we didn't really do Valentine's Day like you lot do it. [because whooo aliens!] And when I was on Earth, most of the time was spent in an English public school-not of my own choosing, mind you. [by the little scrunched up expression on his face, it's pretty obvious what Turlough thinks of English public school (it sucks.)]

So while I'm no stranger to the subject of love, I...sort of am to gifts. [it took him a lot of strength to admit that and now he's frowning a bit.] Any help would be appreciated.

[The feed opens in a Sigyn park, before it pans up. The bracelet appears to be Souji's, and Ellie is sitting close by on a bench, wearing a strange plant-like clothing. Sandy is using her as a pillow. There is a No Voldemort / Tom Riddle allowed sign painted next to everything.

Souji waves as the screen, with a half-grin, looking much more serious than usual. Despite the preparations, he's not usually the one doing the first introductions in a group, Yosuke usually did. There's so much to speak about too...]

Hello. [That's a good way to start right?] My name is Souji Seta. This is Ellie-kun and Sandy-san... [He points to them and pans the view a little before returning to him.] ...we're from house Sigyn.

( The message in full (Public to everyone BUT You-Know-Who, get your lackeys to find this for you. )

( Private to the Sigyn House (both Growth and Healers) )

[OOC Note; Just to be sure, this post happens after it is decided to go and help out.]