asgardeventide | (001) Video + action for Baldr

[And after a whole afternoon of exploring and using this new bracelet of hers to answer some questions of her own, Eve has finally sat down somewhere in her respective Welcome Hall to scan the network. It seemed like another social tool, albeit a freakish and magical one, so she figured it would be a good idea to make use of it.

Making sure she looks confident and presentable, she turns on the video function with a friendly smile. If she was going to do this, she was going to do it right and without looking like a total newbie.]

Y'know, when I started to do my Christmas to-do list, I guess I must have forgotten to include "get kidnapped by Norse mythology". My bad. [Laughing, just a bit. She's actually annoyed by this, but she won't let it show any time soon.] Anyways... this is for introductions, right? Right.

Name's Eve Samson. Human, 17, and from a small watery planet known as Earth. I doubt there's many of you haven't heard of it. [Seeing as the majority of the people she spotted looked human, of course. But maybe that was just an assumption, all things considered.] Not... that it matters much, since I'm not there anymore. I was placed in some district called Baldr, and I dunno what that means, but I'm guessing I should be thankful I'm not in the one named after the dude who banged a horse. I think.

[Smoooooth, gurl, sharing her teeny fraction of Norse mythology knowledge right there. She pauses for a moment, as if trying to decide what to say next, before sighing and continuing.]

I already looked through this for some answers, so I'll skip the newbie questions and get to the juicy bits. Two juicy bits, to be precise.

One, how many of you here aren't human? I want names, species and current status. [Saying this like she's completely and utterly entitled to this information, yep...] And, two... does anyone know where to find a medieval Burger King or something like that? I'm starving.

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[Iceland shrugs.] Sometimes weird things happen around the holidays.

Like what? Santa Claus comes to visit from the watery North Pole?

Actually it's just Finland... [Wait, he's getting distracted.] More like weird versions of us but with cat ears show up and want us to save their world from destruction by finding a phrase written on one of us.

[So really Asgard isn't that hard to swallow.]

That's--... [..................]

You know what, never mind. I'm saving myself the headache and saying that sounds like a completely normal, logical and acceptable event.

It was really stupid. I'd rather do paperwork.

Paperwork sounds like a vacation next to that freakfest.

Exactly. I just try to ignore that stuff once it's over.

Ignoring it sounds... good. And sane. I like sane.

Sane is good, but it doesn't happen often enough.

Obviously, or else we wouldn't be stuck in this Twilight Zone of a city.