[VOICE; LOCKED to "Pendragon"]

[primogen_vampirate]

[Someone hasn't eaten in a few days and is starting to get peckish. She's hesitant to go down this road, but so far this is the only prospect aside from Carter, who she respects a bit too much.

So her lazy drawl comes on over the communications network, appropriately in ancient Norse because...why not?]

I'm starting to think that you were all talk, darling.

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[hung_garian]

You're not bad yourself.

[He grins.]

Guess I was the runt of the litter, as it were. Not exactly your typical jotunn - hence ditching Jotunheimm and running off to Asgard instead.

[primogen_vampirate]

Tell me what it's like. Asgard.

[hung_garian]

City full of warriors who like nothing better than beating each other up, drinking and eating pigs. As you can imagine, kinda smelly.

[primogen_vampirate]

[She makes a face.]

A bit dreary to think of, really.

[hung_garian]

Yeah. Not that great. How 'bout you? How's your neck of the woods?

[primogen_vampirate]

Chicago? Equally smelly, I imagine. In a different sort of way.

The last I saw it, it was being plunged into Arcadia. I'm rather glad to be elsewhere.

[hung_garian]

Is this a metaphorical or a literal plunging?

[primogen_vampirate]

Literal. Big hole in the ground, swirling fairy light, all of it.

Quite the ordeal.

[hung_garian]

Yes, quite. Can't say I noticed that happening in my world's version.

[primogen_vampirate]

The going theory around here seems to be that there are parallel universes at play.

Not the strangest thing I've heard.

[hung_garian]

Mm. I wasn't buying it at first, but... [he shrugs.] Seems the best way to explain all the discrepancies. E.g., Chicago. Or the multiple Lokis.

[primogen_vampirate]

Multiple Lokis, dear?

[hung_garian]

Well, there's me. Aaaand there's the evil one trying to take over the world, that all those other fuckers were freaking out over. And I think there might be another, too. I've lost track a little.

[primogen_vampirate]

Hmmm...too much of a good thing.

Well, that would explain a lot.

[hung_garian]

Would it?

[primogen_vampirate]

Well, some, anyway.

Assuming, of course, you're being honest with me. Which I suppose I shouldn't do.

[hung_garian]

Well... I don't always lie. Some things I say are true.

[primogen_vampirate]

I'll have to learn your tells. We should play cards.

[hung_garian]

I don't have the patience for card games.

[primogen_vampirate]

Too bad. I could have taught you 52-card pick up.

[hung_garian]

I can do Snap.

[primogen_vampirate]

Oh dear. We're at an impasse.

[She continues with his hair a moment, then pauses.]

Pendragon, is there anyone else from your world here? That seems to be happening a lot.

[hung_garian]

A few. Not Norse gods, if that's what you mean. Why, planning on doing a background check on me?

[primogen_vampirate]

No, although it's an entertaining notion.

I've merely been noticing the pattern popping up a lot. There are two others from my world.

[hung_garian]

Huh. Anyone interesting?