1st Lunar Phase ( Video )

[174awhile]

[Greetings, Asgard. Are you ready for this devastatingly beautiful vampire? Well, he's looking fairly haggard at the moment, actually, now that he's apparently capable of - and in dire need of - resting like a human, among other things. It's clearly difficult for him to think through the exhaustion from the way he's concentrating so intently on the letter in his hands, reading it for the umpteenth time while still barely absorbing any of what's written on it. He begins to mutter to himself, the words coming out more quickly than what might be deemed normal.]

Why would any god choose me... How can I... They can't possibly ensure my happiness. They couldn't... They wouldn't. But no, that's not at all what I-

[The bracelet catches his eye and he leans in closer to inspect it, trying to recall its purpose when he's startled to realize it's on, relief that his monologue was interrupted before he said too much washing over his features before he schools them.]

I'm sorry about this, if anyone's out there watching - I've just...arrived. [That should explain his new-found technical incompetence, if nothing else. He hesitates for a long moment before seeming to lose an argument with himself, continuing on as if certain that someone were watching.]

I'm loathe to ask for such a large favor right off the bat, but given the circumstances, would anyone be willing to escort me to - [It takes a few seconds to locate the right paper.] - Freya House? I'm told I have a room there and I'm...not myself at the moment, I'm not sure I'd find it before nightfall.

[a.k.a. "Please help me before I collapse in the middle of the street." He seems to think better of something.]

I would find some way to repay you at a later date, of course.

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[extraordinarymuse]

Well when you get more settled in, and if your guide hasn't already answered them, feel free to call me.

[She kind of gives him a look at his comment, though, lifting an eyebrow at him.] Repay me? You can repay me by seeing a healer. Or getting some rest. [Kidding! But really though. Don't make her check up on you.]

[174awhile]

[Nods with a small, crooked smile; gratitude enduring, growing, yet giving a weak chuckle. He certainly won't give her a reason to do that.] I'll do what I can. Goodbye, Kate.

[Manages to end the feed with some dignity, not having to fumble to figure out how.]