[Darcy had questions and wasn't having any luck finding answers on her own. She had been screwing around with the bracelet and figured out how stream a video to the network. The feed opens to Darcy smiling triumphantly at her small success.] Ha! 'Sup Asgard! My name's Darcy and I'll try and keep this as short and sweet as possible. I've got questions and, hopefully, you've got answers:

Question 1 - I'm guessing the emotional heebie jeebies I've been picking up from people watching is my power saying hello - is there any training or a telepathy for dummies book I can have?

Question 2 - Is there like, an Asgard craigslist for work or does anyone need an intern? Not to toot my own horn or anything, but my organizational skills are off the hook.

Question 3 - Is there anything fun to do around here or is this one of those full-time doom and gloom, sucks the life out of you places?

Thanks for your time and help - toodles. [She gives a small wave and cuts the feed.]

[Having spent the night of the funeral at the Ice Rink with a sleepover, Alice was quite bright-eyed and chipper in the morning. And when she awoke to beautiful talking flowers? Why, it felt like home! Alice had been speaking with them all morning when she went home to her garden.

That wasn't of course why she was making her post. The funeral had got her to thinking about everything going on in Asgard. Marigold, her dragon was in her lap and seemed to be purring alongside some tiger lilies. Lady bell, her gryphon was napping not too far in the background.]

Shush now, please. [She said to the flowers first and they made soft noises of protest.] We'll continue our conversation in moment... [Alice assured them which seemed to placate most of the flowers.]

I know... a lot of people left not too long ago, not just that, but a lot of natives are getting hurt too. And now... with Mr. Odin asleep...

[Maybe she should have started this differently.]

What I mean to say is...

["Deep breaths," a poppy reached out with a leaf resting it on Alice's hand. Alice did just that.]

I should start over. What I'm trying to say is, with so many of us coming and going, and the gods always under attack alongside the rest of us, our allies in Vanaheim and Alfheim in the same situation, I thought, perhaps we should have allies who are a bit more...

Well... not a bit... who are quite a lot more terrifying.

Dragons, that is.

These dragons. [Here she held up a book from the grand library picturing one of the dragons of Yggdrasil to the bracelet.] This is a dragon of this world. And I've been studying what little there is written on them. They're incredibly intelligent and very powerful. Apparently, not too long ago, Surt and Thiazi had some as allies. I say had for a reason.

What if we could get them to become our allies? I'm sure if we made a convincing enough case, or plea, or... something they might join our side! Now, I know the books, and probably the gods, will even say that the dragons, the real ones and not ones we draw, are next to impossible to find.

That's why I propose a second idea! What if we drew dragons, dragons that looked exactly like the Yggdrasil dragons, same size and everything to go looking for the other dragons! With the way Yggdrasil is changing, nothing could survive better than a dragon! Plus, if it's another dragon, the real dragons will be easier to find! We could attach our messages to our drawn dragons and send them to every nook and cranny in Yggdrasil! One of them is bound to find at least one of them if we have enough!

And if nothing else, we'll have some very big, some very strong giant hand-drawn dragons on our side even if we can't get the real dragons to help us!

["You did very well, dear," the flowers all seemed to agree and Alice thanked them. She snapped her fingers, as if just remembering something]

OH! And I should mention, the flowers, they're harmless, talkative, but completely harmless! Or as harmless as most flowers actual are. They're very big on manners though, so please be polite to them. They're not fond of rudeness.



((OOC: SO! This is the official start of the Fierce Allies plot! The log for the making of the dragons will be in early April! Full details can be found here. You don't need to sign up if you want to participate, it's just a general idea of who might want to join in!))

Perhaps I should have done this much sooner. I don't know what compelled me not to. The idea of 'second chance', perhaps. But it's been brought to my attention by one Harry Potter that some people might not deserve a second chance. I don't want to judge one way or the other, but information? Information I can give.

Severus Snape is the founder and headmaster of the school here in Asgard, named after a great man, Albus Dumbledore. Both of them are from my world, although I've unfortunately never had the opportunity to really get to know Albus overly well as myself. He didn't care much for the likes of me growing up.

On the other hand, I know Severus Snape fairly well, although I won't deny that he's a complex person. Two years older than me, I've rarely met anyone who'd be a match for him in creativity and cruelty. Although I'm not and never was the type to look up to anyone, if I was, it might have been to him. I've seen him kill, maim and torture. I've heard him come up with plans and ideas to effectively cause the greatest suffering to the most people. I've met many cruel men and women in my time, but never anyone who'd combine such destructive energy with such cold logic. In his defense - perhaps? - it never seemed as if he took much pleasure from killing or hurting.

What he does take pleasure in is establishing his superiority, abusing his powers - whatever they might be - to make others feel weak. I've experienced it in person both back in my world and here. I've seen him use it against others, like his victims and his students, countless times. Just recently someone we both taught at one point, Neville Longbottom, arrived here and confirmed my suspicion that he never found it necessary to reign in these urges.

This man has not only killed and tortured, but even once he'd seemingly abandoned that path, the psychological terror never stopped. I am not surprised that he'd start a school here. What better way to access young and fictile minds?


I'm aware that many might not see it fit to believe me. Mr Longbottom might perhaps be easier trusted. I'm sure he has no reason to keep anyone concerned from the truth. Others from my world might have more motive to hold on to some grudges while brushing over others. War always has many sides and each tries to shape the truth to their advantage. I've merely stated facts.

Oh, and before I forget. Draco Malfoy, whatever is it that you did or promised to do to earn a place I doubt you deserve?


[ooc: When two Death Eaters fight, all of Asgard can come in and enjoy themselves. Choose sides or just eat popcorn! Also: There will be a destructive plot involving the school this month, keep your eyes on the ooc comm for that.]

[ Ame is sitting in his bed; he is currently residing over Heimdall Welcome Hall, since Euri left and he preferred to leave because he misses her. ]

Before I came here, I lived in a forest since I was a full wolf then. But I'm not a full wolf, here. And I'm small and I can't hunt and I don't have fur, so it's cold, and ... [ he pauses. It's lonely, too.

As a wolf living in a forest, he can be with animals and it's fine, but in a city it's completely different. He also misses his mother and sister - Ame always thought as a wolf, he really wouldn't miss living a "human life", but in Asgard he is back to live a "human life" again, and it makes him miss what he left behind even more ]

I have to live in a house, and I don't know how to do that. The nug won't even come here. [ yup, Ame kept a nug as a "pet". ANYWAY. He is rambling a bit. What he means to ask is- ]

What do you do when you miss home?

[ There's a boy looking a little tired, as though a boy his age stayed up past his bed time.

But he also looks distinctly annoyed, but it is so minute it's hard to tell. ]

Did anyone got any presents today? 'Cause I just did.

[ Never mind that his present is less to be desired. You can see it behind him, on his bed.

Why can't he be given a toy car or something. That would be better than a reminder of an attempted attack on Jesse's life. ]