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Hey- One of the Vanaheim gods knows of a village of friendly natives not far from Asgard, in the forest there. Honir's left an open invitation for folks to visit with him in a few days.
I don't know about you, but I could use some fresh air, some trees and getting to see a glimpse of what's outside of the city. So consider this my invitation to you. I think a lot of us could use some breathing room after the past months, even if it's just for a little while.
Répondez s' il vous plaît and all that. Maybe we can get a traveling party together if there's enough of us going.
I don't know about you, but I could use some fresh air, some trees and getting to see a glimpse of what's outside of the city. So consider this my invitation to you. I think a lot of us could use some breathing room after the past months, even if it's just for a little while.
Répondez s' il vous plaît and all that. Maybe we can get a traveling party together if there's enough of us going.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
But you're still going, right?
But you're still going, right?
[ HE JUST GROANED OKAY ]
I just think that we could use a break from the city. Get some fresh air, some greenery and a change of pace for a bit.
I just think that we could use a break from the city. Get some fresh air, some greenery and a change of pace for a bit.
[ Seething hatred. ]
For our mental health? Yes.
For our mental health? Yes.
[ Bringing out the big guns. ]
Think of it as a family retreat.
Think of it as a family retreat.
[ Dede's makin' a face at your shenanigans. ]
Great!
Thus far? Alastair. I'm working on my friends from home, and Altaïr next.
Great!
Thus far? Alastair. I'm working on my friends from home, and Altaïr next.
Not that I'm one to interrupt in matters of romance, but I'm going to have to ask you to cease and desist muddling up history worse than it already is, what with the 19th century Dutch architecture in the midst of historical Asgard and the legions of people that should be dead, (you included), perusing the streets like it's the bloody annual pride parade.
No, actually, you're not excused. You're the furthest thing from it, actually. Because you and your little love affair is muddying the waters of history and don't you think it's muddied up enough already with the whole you-know-what and T E M P - - - (fill in the blanks, yeah?) business? So here's me, Shaun Hastings, putting in a formal request for you to, you know, STOP.
Texting, there's a difference.
Well I don't know, nothing I suppose. Frustration for us poor, underpaid, under appreciated chroniclers of history. The eventual guilt of knowing you bollocksed up the time-space continuum if you ever become self-aware enough to understand what that is.
Well I don't know, nothing I suppose. Frustration for us poor, underpaid, under appreciated chroniclers of history. The eventual guilt of knowing you bollocksed up the time-space continuum if you ever become self-aware enough to understand what that is.
You are still talking, regardless if it is in person or not.
So then I should stop for the benefit of your mind and your sanity? As far as I can recall, the future will not be affected because I have not been spoken ill of, as you claim I will be.
Have you brought this to Caterina's attention? I am certain she would be interested in hearing it.
So then I should stop for the benefit of your mind and your sanity? As far as I can recall, the future will not be affected because I have not been spoken ill of, as you claim I will be.
Have you brought this to Caterina's attention? I am certain she would be interested in hearing it.
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