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003 ☍ VIDEO ( day 165 )

[ Just a quick message from the Doctor: ]

Sorry. Did I forget to mention I found a door to the outside?

I'm fairly certain you lot forgot to mention there are doors to the outside.

Now only if I could find out where I put it. This labyrinth is not very friendly.

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[The Valkyrie chuckles.]

It's a long list, you realize. We might be here awhile.

[There are Nine Realms, more places in between, and all nine are occupied by various races and have long histories. Some of which Meja knows, and some of which she only knows the basics of. Her charge is Midgard, after all. Eventually, she's sure that she'll know all there is to know about them.]

But as far as Niflheimr is concerned, some of the stories say that it is a place of the Dead. This is inaccurate. It only has a portal to Hel, the Realm of the Dead.

[Meja watched that portal get redone, recently, after an attack by Dark Elves.]

We've been here awhile. Most of you more than me. [ It's said softly. ]

Ah, yes, so. The one way ticket to the afterlife. The place where you redeem the Golden Ticket. Except it's not actually a golden ticket. That'd be a rubbish place to spend your ticket anyways. They're meant for the Chocolate Factor.

[ He shrugs. ] You believe that we're in the place with this portal to the afterlife?

[Oh, hey, she actually gets that reference, Doctor! It wasn't after her time. She laughs softly. Hel would be a terrible place to redeem your golden ticket. It's too dark to see the gold, there.]

No, I don't think we're in Niflheimr. I'd be able to sense it, if we were, and the Frost Jotunn would have come to have a word with me. I can't feel Yggdrasil at all here, so I think we're... in a Realm far removed from her.

[ Good, good! He enjoys the smiling faces. ]

Strange then. Isn't it? [ The Doctor's voice falls serious and grim, but not dark. Just serious. ] How could you create a pocket universe that is not in danger of collapsing on itself?

Someone very clever came up with this place. That's for certain. And powerful, to keep everyone here.

[There are some strong entities assembled here.]

I'm glad, however, that it hasn't collapsed. Given that escape has been impossible so far. [Meja chuckles.] So far.

[They'll get out eventually — those who want to leave. Meja is confident of that.]

Powerful, yes. Clever? I'm not entirely certain. Brilliant? Definitely.

[ And that is him begrudgingly giving them some credit. ]

So far. Except for the fact we manage to get home and come back. Sometimes with no memories of Kore at all. Did I mention how extremely cross that makes me?

[Meja raises an eyebrow just a bit, amused. And here she'd thought, in this context, that clever and brilliant are similar things.]

Not yet, but I can gather. I suppose we've no way of knowing if we escape or are sent back and forth, given that we cannot recall the process to begin with.

[ Clever means you are sort of witty and smart. Brilliant just means you have the knowledge! ]

I would like to think we do. If we leave on our own terms.

[English can be a confusing language, even after 726 years of it.]

It makes me wish I had magic for... memory purposes. [She sighs.] I'm afraid the closest I can recall is for dredging up buried, or repressed, memories. Not quite the same, I don't think.

[ Yes, well, humans. That's his answer for that. ]

You've got magic? [ Magic is just fancy science don't you know. ] No, no! I'm fine without those memories. I've seen enough of them for awhile now.

Runic magic. [Meja nods.] I've been trying various methods of escape with it. No luck, yet, but I'm not giving up. And I've got some magic around the plants in the lab, to make them healthier — and self-sustaining, to a degree, in case no one can get to them for a while.

[Not giving up is one of her better traits, she thinks. It doesn't matter who tells her she can't do something. If she feels strongly enough about it, she's going to continue until she succeeds.]

Everyone has got some sort of magic around here. [ He tosses his screw driver up and down in his hand. ]

We've got to find a way to make this place less...gloomy. Think they'd mind if we took out a few walls here and there?

You could always try. I'm sure they'd mind, but they really can't expect us to just sit around, can they? [Whoever 'they' are. Meja's not certain, at this point, if there are actual scientists behind this anymore. It feels a great deal more sinister than that.] Let's just hope there aren't more walls behind all of them.

I might be able to get the sonic to do a few things. It actually can put up shelves now... [ yes what secrets does this place have. ]

We'll take out those walls too.

The sonic?

[Meja blinks, curious. What on earth can put up shelves other than hands? She hasn't the foggiest.]

Sonic screwdriver. [ And then he brandishes it. Tadah. ]

So what does the sonic part do?

[Thankfully, she knows what a screwdriver is!]

Scans, anti-freeze, undoes locks. Still working on the wood bit. It does actually put up shelves! Reverses the polarity....

I'm surprised that they let you keep it. [Meja's grateful that they hadn't confiscated her weapons, but she knows magic weapons probably aren't, in the end, going to get anyone out of here. Not by themselves.] They must be confident that your sonic screwdriver can't get around any of their safeties.

Or I hid it very, very well. I can do that you know.

While you're unconscious and your things are being rifled through?

[She smiles. She isn't doubting him, necessarily, but some very private things have been removed by the scientists. Or whoever's in charge, now.]

You must be talented.

You would be surprised what happens when you have pockets that are bigger on the inside.

That's a handy trick. Not completely foreign to me, as a concept. [Meja chuckles wryly.] The Dwarves have deep pockets, and they don't let outsiders know how they accomplish it.

[Although most have guessed.]

Used to dimensional space tinkering, are we? [ Dwarves--dwarves! Actual dwarves? ] I didn't learn from dwarves. My people perfected the art ages ago.

[She smiles.]

The Nine Realms are... complicated. I imagine a scientist would have a field day with them. Worlds held in a giant tree-like entity's branches, technically separate but also technically connected. I imagine the Aesir are the only ones who've managed to figure it out in a way that makes sense.

I envy you, though. I'd do anything not to be familiar with a Dwarven drinking song.

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