[Open Action for Freya house/ Filtered Text] A little sadstuck....

[theheirofbreath]

[After discovering and confirming that his dad was in fact gone, John spent most of the day downstairs watching movies on the big screen tv in Freya house. Although astute observers may notice that he's zoning out a lot and not really paying attention to what's on the screen.

This is the second time his dad had left him without either of them getting a chance to say goodbye. And... he knows he should consider himself lucky to have gotten the chance to see his dad again. But somehow it doesn't help. And where exactly had he gone anyway? Back in their universe he's already...

And it hurts to think of how much time he had wasted. How much more time they could have spent together. Both back home and here in Asgard. He'd never even gotten the chance to tell him all the stuff that had happened in the game. Or to ask what he had done and seen.

It's somewhere between 2 and 3 in the morning when John realizes that his current chosen distraction isn't doing it's job. And he really doesn't feel like sleeping yet. So he's sending a quick text. Who knows, maybe one of his friends is still up.]

{{Filtered to Dave, Rose, Jade, and Davesprite}}

hey, is anyone still awake?
i need someone to talk to.

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[asgardsbeauty]

[Leave it to Freyr to try and figure out what's wrong with the child...She isn't so uncaring though, and when he denies a problem, she steps forward, head held high, but eyes softening as she looks down upon him.]

Tell me your name, Traveler.

[theheirofbreath]

John Egbert....

[He hasn't figured out who they are yet, but something about her seems strange. She has an air of importance that he can't quite put his finger on.]

Um, if you guys wanted to watch a movie go ahead. I know I've been kind of hogging the tv all day...

[asgardsbeauty]

John Egbert...

[There's a part of her that would like to take John up on his offer to give up the TV, but with Freyr there, she knows that won't be a possibility...And since he is one of her travelers, and he is, clearly, upset...]

Do you know who I am, John?

[He certainly doesn't seem to...]

[theheirofbreath]

Uh, no...?

[Except now he knows he should. Crap, did he meet her somewhere? Or maybe they talked over the bracelet network? He wracks his brain for a moment before admitting defeat, and giving her a sheepish smile.]

Sorry, did we talk over the network? Or maybe meet around here? I'm usually better at remembering people. Guess I've just been a little preoccupied....

[asgardsbeauty]

[She lowers her head a bit, smiling, laughing lightly toward the ground.]

I am Freya, your patron.

[She glances back at him now, then behind her, at her brother.]

And my brother, Freyr.

[theheirofbreath]

.........

[There is a brief second where he just glances between them in shock.]

Seriously?

[He's actually more surprised to see them just hanging around where everyone else does. He expected the gods to spend all day sitting on big thrones in some important castle somewhere. Probably doing very important god things. And being blessed with such a rare encounter, surely John will have very important questions about the color disease, and the city, and...

Oh, who am I kidding? No he doesn't.]

What movie were you gonna watch?

[That is clearly important somehow and not the dumbest thing anyone has asked ever.]