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[wasthemaster]

[All things considered, this is really, really not the right time to be asking this question. A lot of things have happened in the last few days that have left him completely rattled, but if there's one thing Draco Malfoy is good at, it's compartmentalizing.

As such, despite the fact that he has Voldemort on his case, Severus is freaking out and there's the whole other set of issues with himself and Jade and the fact that people from home keep turning up, he's focused on something else entirely.

Loki. The god, not the traveler. On the one hand, he quite likes the trickster god if only because he can appreciate someone being cagey and taunting others. On the other hand, he really hates when it's being used against him. The god has given him a mission, and though he should be worried about other things that is his main focus.

…of course there were some things that were said during their conversation that have left him unsettled. Did he really not know how to have fun in this place anymore?

Honestly. That was just pathetic. It's even more pathetic that he can count his actual friends on both hands. That's…really, really not going to help him in this case. And because it's pathetic to him he's turning on the anonymous text feature for once.]

As I'm sure most of you have realized, this place is quite limiting, not to mention occasionally dangerous. [Here's looking at you, mirror-verse.] However, I've an important question to ask you all.

What do you do for fun in this place?

Inquiring minds wish to know, etcetera, etcetera.

[Now just let him sit back quietly and judge all of you as he thinks this through.]

Oh. And leave your name and which house you're in. You know. To make sure the answer isn't completely biased.

[Some time later, this list begins to pop up as well:

Odin: 3. Sigyn: 5. Freyr: 4. Loki: 2. Heimdall: 3. Hel: 3. Thor: 1. Baldr: 1]

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[wasthemaster]

Believe you're the first one from Hel to respond thus far.

What sort of things do you draw, Alice?

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[digophelia]

I wish I could say I am surprised by that, but considering the circumstances in which why we reside in this house, it is understandable.

I am not a fantastic artist like Leonardo da Vinci who is also in Asgard. Just simple little things, like things that make me happy. I've drawn the old gardens that my family had back when I was a child. There was also a creek my sister took me to when I was younger as well. As for here, Mr. Leonardo's flying machine or the dresses that the women wore to the masquerade. I suppose I truly don't have a method, but those things were quite beautiful to me. Then there are some things that were dreadful as well. Sometimes it was better for me to put them on paper when I couldn't talk.

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[wasthemaster]

I do believe you won't be the last though. [Mostly because he's sort of gunning on Sophie responding.]

...memories then. You draw the things you find to be most memorable rather than necessarily what is beautiful. What could possibly be so dreadful it would be better to draw them than to speak of them?

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[digophelia]

Some memories can either be too painful, confusing, or unspeakable. Rather than to hold them in when you're not able to speak, it is better to speak of them through different ways rather than using your tongue. Memories can be beautiful, but they can also be just as horrifying. No matter what, horrifying or beautiful, it is still important to remember them. We may be shattered or dislike what we have seen, but they are what make us.

[wasthemaster]

...is that something you truly believe, or is it something someone has told you to believe?

[digophelia]

No one told me that. It isn't something I've come to believe, it's something I have come to learn and accept.

Someone once told me that "memory is often a curse more than a blessing". And while that may be true, you cannot forget the past. What is done is done. You can chose to reconcile with it or you can continue to run from it. Or let another tell you to forget entirely until you're nothing more than a mere doll.

Eventually, every horrible memory that is often repress will come back one way or the other, much like a raging bull.

[wasthemaster]

....that's quite wise of you, actually. That poses the question of what you would do if you were given the option to erase those memories entirely though. If you were able to be more than a doll.

[digophelia]

I would chose to keep my memories - no matter how painful - rather than to be an empty shell of myself.