[The voice is quiet, uncertain even as Elsa tries to remain confident. Not quite demanding, but more curious and anxious about things she had heard from home. About the fjord. About Anna.....]

I was wondering. How time seems so....strange here. I don't remember some of the things others from home have told me about. I'm not quite sure how that works, what to make of it exactly. I only know that if there is some way to use that, to change what happens, I'd do anything to. To keep Anna safe. Though I am not sure if that would be possible. Do we remember Asgard at all once we leave and return home to be able to use that information? Or do we forget it and simply continue to make all the same mistakes, even after having been told about them here? I am told some people are taken home and brought back, so surely this is something we can answer?

If anyone can help, I'd be grateful for it.

[The feed opens on Bucky, who looks pretty well for someone who's been grey for two days, and anyone who lives in or visits Freya's Welcome Hall pretty regularly will recognize his surroundings as one of the rooms there--it's neat enough, that much is obvious from the way the bed's tucked in with hospital corners, if a little less lived-in than others.

Some habits are just hard to break.]

Yeah, so, lesson learned, I guess: don't take off the fancy bracelet when you're outside, unless you like having a hole in your memory once you get it back. [A little huff, and he runs a hand through his hair.] I kinda doubt I missed anything while I was grey, but I dunno, did I?

[Moving on, he stands up.]

That being said, I'm getting a little sick of not having anything to do but walk around the city. Anyone out there looking to hire someone? I'm up for it--I can do heavy lifting, customer service, even give lessons, if you wanna learn how to shoot a gun. [A breath, and the light look on his face quickly turns serious.] And seeing as we're in the middle of a war, I get the feeling a lot of you are going to need to. Least so you can keep yourself safe if anything bad happen.

[And with that cheery note, he walks over to the table where he's set his bracelet down, and turns the video feed off.]

[ A video feed turns on, and all the network is greeted with the sight of one Renly and Stannis Baratheon, both looking somewhat flushed. It is clear by their surroundings that they have been drinking.

(However, perhaps the fact that Stannis Baratheon has been drinking, and with his younger brother no less, is enough to strike horror into the hearts of those that know them.) ]

And now we must raise a toast to the king, should we not, brother?

[ Renly lifts his glass - wine, compared to Stannis’ clearer scotch - and looks a little smug as he tilts it forward, eyeing the camera with far too much glee. ]

Of course, little brother.

[ Stannis laughs, bitter and mirthless. He almost knows full well that his is a horrible idea, but still… it almost feels good to finally say exactly what is on his mind regarding his king. ]

( cw for way too much cursing )

(( black is stannis and gold is renly.))

I think I've gotten used ta this whole 'human' thing now. I haven't been here fer very long, but I need somethin' ta do or I'm gunna go crazy.

Anyone lookin' fer a hard workin' farmhand? I can sell thing's too, but I grew up and ran an apple farm before I woke up here. I can usually get anythin' ta grow, even without powers.