[Asgard, your local Suna kunoichi is growing restless. This never fares well for those around her.]

I have been here for some time. [Not a happy prospect.] In that time, it has come to my attention that not everyone here is able to even defend themselves, let alone fight in this war against the forces that oppose these... [She scoffs as she says this...] gods we are to help.

While my Wind Release powers do not work here, I am still able to use my martial arts and weapons training.

I am offering to train anyone interested in learning how to do hand-to-hand combat, use swords, kunai, shuriken, iron fans, sickles and any other standard shinobi weaponry.

[She's now sneering.]

Do not waste my time. If you aren't interested, don't bother replying. However, if you are willing to do this, we can work out payment for my services and what times will work for the both of us. I will be at the Welcome House of Freya for the entire day and I am always reachable on the bracelets' communication system.

[He's been hiding for a long time. Hiding from his madness, his death, the aftermath of the split worlds; hiding from the truth. But something needs to be said.]

Fuck.

[Okay, so that wasn't a good start. He scrubs his hands over his face, which looks tired and drawn, and starts again.]

Yeah, it's true. Our heads really do blow up. But that's not it, I'm betting you all figured that out your own ways. What I've gotta say is, if you saw me when everything was upside down -

[Pinching the bridge of his nose now. God, this is fucking awkward.]

- I had control, alright. Back home, I'd learned to stop the rush. Mostly. But getting it all back like that in one hit would screw anyone up. Some mutations, they're - [No, he won't spill everything about Pyrokinesis; he won't make himself look weak.] - anyway. That shit you saw me do, I might as well have been on crack. I'm not a psycho. Yeah, I like to fight, and I won't back down, but I'm not a psycho.

[He glares out at the city.] Laugh if you want. I don't give a shit what most of you think.

[But some people needed to hear this, and there were too many to contact individually. So this had to be said, and it was, and now he's switching off the feed.]

((ooc: BACKTAGS ARE NOT FORGOTTEN. I just didn't want to miss the chance to address his aftermath in some way.))

[To say it's been kind of harrowing for Asgard lately would be an understatement, but for Jane it's a very fitting description, and what is better for shoving your feelings and concern than diving headfirst into a hobby?

At least, that's what Jane thinks. When the feed comes on she's a bit red from the lingering heat, smudged with flour on her nose and cheeks, and her hair sticks to her forehead.]

Hoo...So, um...this may not have been my brightest idea. You know. Given the, um, the weather. And such.

[She turns the bracelet to show a kitchen table covered in various kinds of cake.] But I wanted to make some cake...and I ended up making far too much for even two people to eat. Would anyone like some? You don't even have to come hunting for it, I'll bring it to you if you ask. Though, um...if it's not too much trouble, could I have a little time before I run out? I've finally sat down, and I'd like to stay that way for a bit.

[And then, just before it cuts out,] It's free, by the way! Free cake. I don't imagine anybody would hate that.

[River is in the Freyr Welcome Hall and she is surrounded by cake. There are lines of cakes on tables and drinks set up. It is obviously intended to be a bit of a party.]

We have cake and drinks and music. We have a reason to celebrate being alive. We have the ability to dance on our feet and revel in each other.

Whoever you are, whatever you've done to survive, come by. Celebrate that you're still standing for a while.