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[myownhand]

[There’s a finger tapping at the screen a bit, then a soft laugh of victory]

Haha, knew I could get it t’work.

[A blur of red as the figure of Merida comes into view. Seems like the princess has been figuring how to work this thing for most of the morning—and been watching the various other videos and messages zipping by all day.]

I suppose I should introduce myself. I am Merida, first born descendant of clan DunBroch. [There's a hitch of pride in her shoulders, it doesn't matter where, when, or WHY she is anywhere-- she will always wear her name with pride.] I guess y'could say I'm new here, though th'-- kedan, as they were, were very helpful in explainin' most everythin'. That we’re all stuck here, no way out, etcetera, etcetera.

[Then the camera switches directions and you’ll notice it firmly pointed at a toilet.]

But what is this—and why is it in th’bathroom?

[…They don’t exactly have indoor plumbing in DunBroch. Or porcelain toilets. The kedan told her about it, that doesn't mean she recognizes it quite yet.

But wait! There's MORE.]

Also, what is this I hear about a celebration goin' on? I haven't really found my way around yet.

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[bacondivination]

Haha, now you see. [ He's tiny, charming, and has a cute laugh. Does this look like the face of a god that would arbitrarily turn someone's hair into snakes? ]

We're getting along here without a bit of awkward. Just fun, fun, fun.

[myownhand]

Just don't turn my mother int'a bear and we'll be fine.


[AHAHAHAHA---]

Sooo, when did y'get here, Loki?

[Small talk is the best talk]

[bacondivination]

Not that much longer than you. About a day, give or take. [ A pause. ] Is your mother even here?

[myownhand]

No, she isn't. Which I'm happy about, more time t'myself.

[Excuse merida while she proceeds to have the time of her life by herself. She's happy to be away from the castle and her responsibilities.]

[bacondivination]

Parents can be such trouble, can't they? I'm sure you've heard of mine, and their absence from my life is nice.

[myownhand]

I don't think I'd be able t'handle gods for parents. Can't even imagine what it's like.

[She could barely handle her parents as they were now.

But hey! At least her hair isn't turning into anything. 8D Crisis averted.]

[bacondivination]

Let's just say human fathers fail to stack up. They do not try to eat their young.

[ Oh yes, subject changed. Clearly, she's safe now. ]

[myownhand]

[This look. This look says all y'all motherfuckers need jesus all of you have issues.]

I suppose a simple spell wouldn't do th'trick t'mendin' any bonds then.

[Turning a god into a bear could possibly make those bonds worse, merida.]

[bacondivination]

[ Loki shrugs. Norse gods and their relations were always complex. ]

Not magic, no. A sharp sword to the face might.

[ Mending also could mean murder, right? There's no quarrel after you brutally murder your bloodthirsty frost giant birth father. ]

[myownhand]

...A sharp sword'll take care of a lot of things it seems.


[Eugh, but this is sounding more and more complicated by the minute. jfc.]

I suppose I'll be seein' y'around then, Loki?

[bacondivination]

Naturally.

Have fun with your adventure in adapting. I think you'll like the new things this realm will show you.