To those who wield fire:

I would like to know the extent of your control over fire as well as whether or not your abilities have increased significantly since you arrived in Asgard. And, if your abilities have increased, was it due to practice or did it happen naturally?

I suppose those inquiries could apply to any power, but I would like to compare notes with another fire user if at all possible.

Thank you.

[Filtered to Draco Malfoy.]

[Hermione switches to video, looking thoughtful.]

Have you made use of your power? How high can you fly?

[Other than that, because he's not horrible to talk to...]

Would you like to meet in person sometime? I don't know about you, but being around someone familiar might be a welcome change. [And she is going to leave it at that.]

[/]

The night sky sure is lovely. [She tilts her bracelet so that everyone can see the heavens.] Would it be silly to make a wish if I see a shooting star?

[Hello Asgard! Today there will be one person on the network that is waking up to something new: and more specficially, different body. For one, it's a man who is seen and speaking.]

Nngh, my whole body feels out of place.

[Then Kira looks down and notices that her clothes are too small for her now and that she lacked a chest. Oh shit.]

The hell?!

[The camera doesn't catch it but she does check to see if something else was there and if that scream says anything, she found it.]

You have to be kidding me...!


((OOC: And Kira is under her first curse! Not only is she body swapped but she looks like her teacher/mentor Tommy Oliver. Yes, THAT Tommy from your childhood except older. She'll be stuck like this for an IC week.))

Pitiable, this plight of Asgard... Our Asgard, should I say? The responsibility of restoring 'colour' to this place has largely been explained to me, but I'll confess it's a responsibility I'd have preferred to be offered, as opposed to having my permission assumed. Just from the way in which I was received, I can only presume I'm not the only one who is of this opinion or predicament.

Introductions... My name is Mycroft and, before today, I was a resident of London, England, in the year 2012.

I've only had a cursory look about, but I was wondering if any of you out there wouldn't mind sharing a bit of your thoughts regarding this place? How have you been treated? What have you found, or made, to do?

On a lighter note, if anyone could suggest a cafe of some propriety, I'd be quite grateful to you.

[[ OOC: Also, if anyone from Odin would like to meet him in person, Mycroft is here! ]]