Welcome To Asgard

[tricksandmischief]

Welcome to the glorious realm of Asgard, all golden and glistening.

How did you get here? You may know or you may be confused but now you are here and you should look around. Maybe you can even find a passage to one of the other realms from here. You may run into a friend or a foe or meet strangers - or you may even run into some other version of yourself...

Feel free to mingle.

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[tricksandmischief]

[There's a man striding down the hallway, dressed very much as if he belonged there and looking around as if he owned the place - which, being a prince of Asgard, he almost did. There was something... wrong. He glanced around. Being one who was observant he quickly spied her. His tone was demanding.]

Who are you?

[professional_killer]

[She stops suddenly, eying him warily. There was no chance of her slinking off to hide now that she's been so clearly seen and addressed--]

[--and what a loaded question that is. She's caught deep somewhere between the Soldier and a war hero who shares her face, with the two lifetimes shifting between each other and leaving behind memories that only confuse her more. So what is she supposed to say, when even she doesn't know the answer?]

...nobody.

[Maybe if she acts nondescript enough he'll leave her alone to find her way back home.]

[tricksandmischief]

That is unlikely. Everybody is somebody even if they are a very insignificant creature.

[professional_killer]

[Part of her feels like she should be offended at that remark, but she doesn't have the energy to get into it.]

I'm not anyone important. [It comes out more of a growl than she intended.] I'm not even supposed to be here.

[Though where she is supposed to be is a bit of a mystery.]

[tricksandmischief]

That is very obvious.

[professional_killer]

Then I'm leaving.

[And she turns to do just that; There's no reason to hang about.]

[tricksandmischief]

That may not be so easy. How did you even arrive?