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[There's the sound of fumbling as someone seems to be trying to get the braclet to work- however, the video function doesn't turn on yet, and all you can hear is the voice of a man.]

Huh, some sort of screen. Er, no no no, wait, I shouldn't get distracted by this. Please, miss maid, there must be some mistake! I can't stay here.

[The man sounds almost manic and rather worried. Looks like someone is not taking this new place very well.]

I'm on the lookout for this murderer, you see, and if I don't get back, he's going to kill my brethern! I can't let that happen. And really, tell Mr. Heimdall that despite what he calls himself, he is not the god I work for. And I know, because, well, God created me.

[The maid responds patiently in a level tone.] You have been brought here to bring life to the world.

Okay, yes. I realize that! Please, you've got the wrong person. Can't I just go home, maybe, and fix what's going on there and then come back here? And why in the world did you take my wings? I feel so normal without them.

You cannot return home. It is impossible. Here is the door to the Welcome Hall, sir.

[The man lets out a frustrated sigh, and suddenly, with a click, the video function turns on, revealing a strange-looking fellow with short red hair and...clocks for eyes??]

Wait a second, what did this button on the screen do? Hello? Anyone out there? It seems to be recording me...well, that's ingenious, actually.

No, stop it, Cheriour, you can't be distracted! Oh dear, I have to get back...I can't stay here. Not at all. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear...

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[You have clocks for eyes.

Lycoris isn't sure if that is awesome or kind of weird. Kind of leaning towards the former.

She is focusing on the eyes mostly because most of everything else in the feed pretty much flew over her head.]

-- How do you see?

[Oh! There's a person on the other end of this thing. Cheriour cocks his head like a curious bird.]

I see because the systems behind the gears of the clocks have been modified for absorbing light and they are integrated with the optic nerves...and wait. Why am I talking about this?

Who are you?

[Hey, another guy who lost his wings! For a second Euri's wondering if he's another dragon like Alduin (he was talking about losing his wings, after all) but upon seeing those eyes her mind is turning to another explanation.]

Hey! You look pretty advanced for a golem....

[WELP

That just flew over her head too.]

'Cause I asked. And I'm Lycoris!

[And yet another person. And she's calling him a golem. Cheriour frowns, sounding rather affronted.]

Excuse me, I'm an angel. Not a golem.

Um, yes, yes you did! Sorry, I'm just not in the right state of mind for answering questions too well.

Hello, then, Lycoris. I'm Cheriour, angel of the Lord. Are you in the same situation as me?

[Psshh, ridiculous.]

But angels don't talk. Or have creepy clock-eyes.

[What is this girl going on about? Speaking such ridiculous things.]

Um, yes they do. I have no idea what kind of angels you have been talking to, but we speak! And these eyes aren't creepy.

Uh... welcome to Asgard? [YEAH MORE HEIMDALL PEOPLE] Not to be a downer, but I'm pretty sure it's not as easy as just asking them to send you home.

Erm, thank you sir.

[He sighs.]

Usually asking people nicely gets them to consider your position, at least. But this maid doesn't seem to react to anything I'm saying. Maybe I have to talk with this Mr. Heimdall if he's he one in charge.

They are incredibly creepy. [She is so adamant!!]

Well, that's what I've heard! Where's your summoner??

Well— [aiyoo dude you are off the info train] No, Heimdall's just a metaphor. Kind of. You can't actually talk to him, his name is just on the hall and stuff.

No, they are not!

[HE IS SO CONFUSED RIGHT NOW] Summoner? I don't have a summoner, I'm my own being.

Yup. Lotsa people have been waking up here, I think.

...Who's your lord?

[He just arrived, it's to be expected. 8I]

...Well, that's inconvenient. Is there anyone in charge I can talk to?

So, they've been taking lots of people. Hmmm.

My Lord? Oh, God, of course.

Not that I know of. I mean, the maids'll give you the basics, but after that... the head honchos are kind of inaccessible, if you know what I mean.

[basically we are all screwed :X]

But hey, you're in Heimdall? Cool, me too. I'm Seth.

They are! I bet even their ticking is creepy.

Oh, now I know you're lying. Every angel has a summoner!

Oh.

[He sounds disappointed. All his brothers getting killed back home and he can't do a thing about it. A sigh.]

Ah, the same house? A pleasure, Seth, I'm Cheriour, angel of the Lord.

Which god are you talking about?

[She knows a few. Though mainly just the great big harvest goddess that's super important to her village.]

How can ticking be creepy? You have heard clocks before, haven't you?

I don't lie! Lying is a sin. And really, God created me, no one summons me at all.

You know. The one and only God. Unless you believe in multiple...?

Whoa, cool. [he's not... religious... at all lmfao but still cool!!] You got your powers taken away too, huh? Like your wings and stuff?

I know Gaia, the harvest goddess! And a few others. Can't say I know one who's just "God".

Oh. Hmmm. That's odd. There's only one god where I come from.

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