asgardeventide | Three Spoons {Audio} {Day 398}

[When the audio turns on, it catches the tail-end of a yawn, and a muttered, "Oh, goodness!"

Then there's a pause, as if the speaker is sluggishly trying to determine if they should even bother saying anything...but tenacity wins out in the end.]

So I know it's awfully late, and I should be asleep. I would like to be asleep, honestly! But I've been busy all day, and wouldn't you know it, my brain decided to think every thought it could the moment my head touched the pillow! Hoo hoo, there clearly aren't enough hours in the day, are there? But I'm getting a little sidetracked. I wanted to ask something.

Back where I'm from, and not too long ago really, I was very stubborn about believing only what I could see and investigate for myself. I still am, actually, but a bit more willing to give some leeway, and it's something I've been trying to work on while I'm here. But it got me thinking tonight - what sorts of things exist in other places might I find hard to believe? Not just home or Asgard, but in all the everywhere elses'! Or the ones represented here at least.

I guess I'm putting forth a challenge, then? I'd like as many of you as possible to tell me something about your homes that others may think strange! And maybe, if you feel up to it, you can try convincing me in its realness?

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[She sighs too.] I know we don't. So I guess if everyone's together here, it doesn't really matter. Asgard seems to break a lot of rules that way.

We don't have to leave if everyone is here. Funny enough, I have been here for so long that going back now almost seems pointless. I guess the only thing that would really keep me from staying here is if I could have saved my Dad.

[Sorry Jane, he didn't mean to lay all that on you just now.]

[Well too bad, now it's on the table and she must address it.]

Your Dad...? Did something happen to him?

[It has been a really long time since then. He tends to avoid the subject, but he does need to speak about his Dad every so often. He was a pretty great man.]

Rose's Mom and my Dad didn't make it out alive.

Oh-

[And now she wishes she hadn't asked. Jane's quiet for a while, letting that settle into her mind.]

...Was what happened to them...does it usually happen to people who aren't players of the game?

[He's become more and more okay with talking about his Dad. It's always a touchy subject with him. He sighs, and has to think about it.]

I'm not sure. Though I am going to say probably. I remember Dave telling me that he lost his Bro. His Bro wasn't a player either.

I see.

[The last word cracks at the end, just slightly, because now thoughts of her own Dad and his dubious fate cascade in her mind. Could he...?]

Jane? What's wrong?

[He heard that. That can't be good at all.]

Uh-

[Oh, she's really not keen on bringing her Dad up now. No way, it's not the time or place.]

It's...it's nothing! Not a thing to be worried about!!

[He's a pro at fiddling with filters, so he slaps on here befoer speaking again.]

Are you sure? I don't mind talking about it, Jane. Did something happen?

[She takes notice, and it gives her time to pause and...tone down her denial.]

Really, it's...nothing. Nothing happened.

[He just wanted to make sure. He does know what losing a parent is like. It's a painful reminder.]

It was a pretty surreal sight, honestly. If you can avoid that, that is really great.

[It's hard when you find yourself never sure if you've lost your parent for good or not.]

...I'll do my best.

Oh yeah, Jane? I forgot to ask how the battle went after I left you. did everything turn out okay on your end?

Oh - right, yes. Um, it went alright. What about on your end?

It wasn't terrible. I had lost Jade in the middle of the fight though.

[Nothing to worry about now though!]

I don't think you can be blamed for that. With all that was going on, it'd be easy to lose someone if you weren't careful.

It's hard not to blame yourself when there was a promise made, you know?

[Oh.]

Well, still - don't blame yourself for it.

[Before he cuts the feed out of awkwardness (because how does one talk to their teen nanna), he speaks up again:]

I'm also sorry for asking such a forward question, you know, about your Dad.

- Um. It's fine.

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