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[That's an annoyed tone.] Why else would I be making this post? I want answers!

Well then, maybe you should start asking specific questions.

Who sent it here. I talked with one of you before, and he told me that anything from home can't be brought here. Time is frozen. So how did it show up?!

It's not really frozen so much as it is a matter of method. When we take you, you are from a specific point in time. We get you here without any fuss because, surprise, we're not the bad guys.

Theoretically, anyone with access to other worlds could bring something in, but as we doubt any of them would put forth the personal effort to bring it here the way we bring you here, it's complicated and takes time and is generally a pain in everyone's royal behinds. To pull something like that would honestly be a ridiculous undertaking.

But it's possible. That or someone took a peek into your little pocket of woe and copied what they saw. All in good fun for them.

...so they basically saw the Dark Presence and copied it. [WELP THAT EXPLAINS WHY HE COULDN'T CHANGE IT WITH HIS WRITING. HE HATES THIS PLACE.

His voice is clipped, irritated.]

So who has access to do that. Other than you guys? If you want us to win this war, then tell us who does what and what we should expect.

And where the hell were you during that fiasco? Because I don't know about you, but a warning beforehand would've been great.

I'm quite sorry about that. You're right, it would have been nice to warn you. Because of course we could have! The giants are very polite people that send us a note at least 72 hours before any attempts to kill us all.

And there's your first answer. Gods and Giants. The great immortal beings. Asgard and Vanaheim versus Muspellheim and Thrymheim and Utgard piddling around ready to pick at the heels of whoever is losing.

[Loki. He wants to throw things at you. UGH WHY ARE YOU SO INFURIATING.]

Then why didn't you at least say something?! Anything! Last I checked gods were supposed to help their people and protect them. Especially since we're supposed to fight for you!

Who do you think made it go away? And how much power do you think it took to do that?

Here, I'll let you in on a very juicy tidbit.

Normally, if you want to bring something here from a branch world, you have to coax it along over time, up through the proverbial ocean of void, and in doing so you're likely to put it through some very disorienting if not downright torturous sensations as you rearrange the very channels of life essence that go through it.

That doesn't happen to you. Why do you think that is?

[Alan listens, pauses, then manages to catch himself from throwing out something at Loki that he really shouldn't say. Instead, he just throws back his usual sarcasm.

Which really isn't all that better.]

Go ahead and enlighten me, you've kept us all in the dark anyway.

It wouldn't hurt you to hazard a guess. If you'd all take the time to think about things instead of shouting at the air you'd get a lot more done.

Sometimes it's easier to shout. We've been taken from our own worlds and times, and told we have to save a city and all the realms from dying, or else we're screwed. How the hell else would we take that?

Possibly by bucking down and actively doing your best to make sure everything you love isn't destroyed? It might be slightly more productive than throwing completely inane fits.

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If not a warning, then some help while it was happening. Everyone who died might have come back, but that doesn't undo the mental damage it did. You want color, not to make your future troops hate this place.

Now really. You all assume we weren't occupied. As if, perhaps, we all decided to go for tea while our city was under attack. And that the whole mess evaporated one morning for no reason but that the giants decided they'd had enough massacre for the week.

I think someone could've at least posted some kind of message letting us know that you were on it. If our friends could make inspirational speeches while they were dying, why couldn't one of you have just at least let us know that we were all in this together? Just for morale? We don't like being left in the dark.

Oh, all right. Next time we'll send Baldr to give your butts an encouraging little spank. How's that?

Keeping up morale in the people you kidnapped from their lives and expect to fight a war for you is smart. We got through it, but it would've been nice to know that the gods were fighting for us too.

We are all in this together, aren't we?

It was an unfortunate oversight. Consider this a rare and valuable personal apology. We were quite distracted.

And we really will send Baldr out on messenger duty. It isn't like he does anything else of particular use.

Wh- [Well way to go, Loki, you actually apologizing shut her up for a few seconds. It's the actual last thing she was expecting to hear.]

...Can you give him a script? He doesn't have the best people skills.

Isn't it funnier to watch him stumble into bees nests?

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What happened? I remember you saying you'd be out there fighting alongside us if something happened, so it must've been bad enough to keep all your hands tied.

[There's a challenge in there. "If you meant to help us at all", is what he's not saying.]

We were in here fighting alongside you. Obviously.

What? [He's completely taken aback.] What do you mean? I think we'd remember seeing any of you out there.

[He sighs a bit, then starts counting on his fingers as he explains.]

First, make sure there's at least some barrier between us and dying, since if we die right now there's no one to replace us and that's a big lot of trouble at endgame.

Second, figure out what it is that's killing all of you.

Third, find a way to make it stop, while keeping up with reviving you all and making twice the effort to ensure we fix you perfectly.

Fourth, neutralize the icky black business.

Fifth, set up and power long-distance communication with the allies so they know this could happen to them.

Sixth, talk to the fancy pointy-eared fellows about the cost of "neutrality" and organize a solution, which requires us to provide some significant magical backup.

And then your wise and benevolent leaders all slept like logs because doing anything with you lot around is like dancing with a bunch of lead weights sewn to your clothes.

[Merlin listens to it all carefully, maybe just a little chastised, now that Loki's given him a list. It does sound like a lot, and now his head's swimming with questions.]

First. So the Darkness was powerful enough to threaten all of you that you had to prepare yourself first? Second. The Travelers hurt during battle were brought back quickly, but what about the Natives who were killed? Third...

[Merlin hesitates.]

You've contacted your allies. Does that mean the war's really started now?

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