asgardeventide | Chapter 5 ✒ Video

[Hello there, Asgard. Enjoy a message from everyone's favorite mystery writer and wannabe cop. He's currently sitting in his room, his brow furrowed in thought.]

I have a question.

[He pauses, trying to determine the most delicate way to ask this.]

What if we don't want to fight in this supposed war that is coming our way?

[This place isn't that bad. He's met some really great people that he likes. But to be honest? He cares about Beckett and Alexis. They're the only ones that he wants or needs to protect, and would be willing to give his life for. What the hell does he care about the gods and their stupid war with each other? None of this is worth any of their lives.]

What are they going to do? Pull us out of the halls and drop us into a battlefield?

[Maybe he shouldn't have said that out loud because that's probably exactly what they'd do. Castle sure as hell didn't sign up for this. And wouldn't the gods want people who were actually interested in fighting?

He wonders if a deal could be struck. What would be the price for sending he, Beckett and Alexis back home?]

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I won't forget you, buddy.

I am in your House, after all.

It's hardly mine. [ in the sense that he assumes castle means, at least; he may have been placed there, but he claims no allegiance, feels no kinship with its patriarch, and certainly does not claim it as home. ] As you were so keen to point out, at least.

I'm just saying. The Trickster God attracts a certain type of people.

( one. )

Do you consider us to have a certain kinship, Richard?

( two. )

Or would you prefer 'Mr. Castle'?

Just Castle.

And who knows? As you mentioned, the Loki whose house I'm in is not you.

"A certain type of people." I was merely curious as to what you believed that to be, as we're apparently it.

[There's a pause as he thinks of how best to word this.]

Ones who know that there's more than one way to get something done.

Oh, I like that answer.

[See? What'd he tell you.]

Granted, I don't break the law. Really. Not major laws anyway.

Good thing there aren't actually any laws here.

I suspect there are more laws here than you imagine.

None that are written down.

None any humans would be expected to know, I think.

There are some typical unwritten rules... but beyond that...

Just try not to be too bothered by the all-seeing, all-hearing nature of Heimdall.

My girlfriend's in Heimdall, actually.

See? Opposites do attract.

I was speaking of the god.

Oh, right. I haven't had chance to meet him yet.

I assume he believes he has more important things to do than fraternise and converse with prisoners.

Of course. Usually when the gods bother to talk to us it isn't to share good news anyway.

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