[Good day Asgard. I hope it has been well, because if you're seeing this message, chances are it's not going to get better. Not if Jo's current state of really freaking pissed off spreads any. Which, really, she doesn't have a lot of reasons to be so angry. It's more of one thing happened, and from then on even the smallest things continued to worsen her mood, until she's just this little ball of 'I am going to kill everything'.

Perfect time to address the network, right?]

For one, I did not take off my freaking bracelet. So don't even say it. I'm not stupid. I know what happens. And I didn't lose it either, so don't even try with that-

[Jo shakes her head, pausing a moment because the movement doesn't help a whole hell of a lot with her gigantic headache. Ugh. First time going grey? I think so.]

Two - I'm going to assume that the Roadhouse wasn't robbed, and that Ash was dumb and did something equally dumb like offerred a lot of free stuff. Which, I'd like to clear up by saying, [Oh hey Glare of Death directed toward Ash.] that is never happening again.

So yeah, that free alcohol thing? Not actually a thing. You wanna come back you're gonna pay for it, if I even manage to restock this place... [She takes a moment to sigh and massage the bridge of her nose. Ugh. Of all the things to worry about, why does it have to be this.]

Nothing big happened while I was gone, right? No 'off to fight the giants' or huge flying dragons dropping death and destruction on the city? [That should have been titled a 'three', but Jo doesn't really care. She's absolute exhausted, still trying to regain her color and feeling and just. Everything she never wanted to lose in the first place. There's also something else there, something slightly haunting - a loss of something else she didn't think she'd have to worry about, but she's not about to address the network with it. Not now.

She's got herself under a little more control than that.]

Guess that's that. [And off goes the feed.]


( cut for filters to TFW, New Camelot + Jackson )

[When the feed starts, it's clear that Jon still doesn't trust what the bracelet can do. Even if over two moons have passed since his arrival, this still feel unnatural. He's in his room in Heimdall, his direwolf Ghost visible and curled on the bed behind him. There's a slight frown on the boy's brow and he pauses before he speaks.]

How does one know the difference between someone having left this world and being lost to this...gray disease? There is one I can not find anymore.

[Ygritte and him might have been at odds since he told her of what happened at Queenscrown and Castle Black, but it doesn't mean Jon has stopped caring for her all together.]

I also have been told that we may find a place of our own, providing that we can pay for it. I am looking for a way to earn the coins to do so. I know my letters and sums, I was the Lord Commander's steward before taking his place and I have trained in arms the recruits at Castle Black. Any trade that can use those skills would be more than welcome.

[There is no better way to protect his family by having them all living under the same roof, a complete wolf pack again.]