Video - Day 412

[snowcrow]

[Welcome to Jon's face. It's not a particularly happy face. In fact, it looks pretty sour at the moment. He really hates having to use the bracelet, but he has a very important announcement to make.]

This is a message to the gods that have stolen us and brought us here.

[He has no actual knowledge of who the gods are or if they even care about their charges, but as they seem to have more of a hand in the affairs of others than his own gods, he'll see if a direct approach works.]

During the... incident which had your blasted magic working ill against those you gave it to, my brother wound up losing his hand. Due to your ineptitude and this unwanted sorcery, he has a stump where a perfectly fine hand was before. What sort of gods give people powers they don't ask for? It's bad enough you've brought children here, but you seem not to care about the ill effects of your war on those that are hale enough here to fight it.

[The sour look is directed more intensely at the screen now.]

I insist you fix it. I've gone to your temples and asked for this, but as it's seemed to fall on deaf ears, perhaps you need it shouted in your face.

Fix my brother or you'll have me to deal with and Asgard's gods will join him in missing body parts.

[Caw caw, motherfucker.]

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[asofwar]

Your brother? Is he feeling less faint?

[snowcrow]

I should hope so. Was he feeling ill around you?

[asofwar]

Yes. [A pause.] Though it may have been my fault.

[Not may, Sif - it was your fault.] But I carried him to healer.

[snowcrow]

You... carried him?

[But she was a girl.]

[asofwar]

Yes. [Woman] No need to thank me.

[snowcrow]

[There was a brief pause, then Jon started to grin.]

You carried him? Over your shoulder?

[Please say it wasn't...]

[asofwar]

That would be very rude of me.

[Very pause. Such smile.]

In my arms.

[snowcrow]

...

[Excuse him, Sif, he was just going to turn to the side and laugh for about a minute.

Maybe two.

He's wiping tears away when he turns back to the screen, glee clear on his face.]

Was he awake for any of it>

[asofwar]

[Waits patiently. No signs of amusement here.

Conceal.


Don't cackle.

Because that doesn't rhyme at all, Sif.]

For some of it.

[snowcrow]

[Oh, more laughing. More laughing forever. Robb... this was getting shoved in your face whenever you were an ass.

Sif... he didn't know who you were, but you were on his good list.]

That's brilliant.

[asofwar]

[AH...BROTHERLY...LOVE.]

What is so brilliant about it?

[snowcrow]

My lady, I think that's something you should ask him.

[asofwar]

[An eyebrow raises.]

I do hope you are not this amused because a woman helped him.

[snowcrow]

Not because you helped him, no.

[Because she carried him like a babe. That was the funny part, Sif.]

[asofwar]

Do women not carry men in your world?

[snowcrow]

[He really couldn't help the short laugh that slipped out, head turning away until he could pull himself together.]

No, my lady. No, they do not.

[asofwar]

Whyever not?

[snowcrow]

Well... because they're women. They've not the strength for it.

[The idea of Sansa or Catelyn trying to carry Robb had him almost laughing again. Even Ygritte, tough as she was, wouldn't be able to carry him around like a babe.]

[asofwar]

Ridiculous. Women have as much strength in them as men, they are simply coddled into thinking otherwise from their youth.

[Imaginary hair flip here.]

[snowcrow]

Please do tell my sister that she's capable of lifting our brother. I'm sure she'd be quite interested to hear that.

[asofwar]

Very well.

[Very serious.]

[snowcrow]

[He almost hoped she'd try, because the image of Sansa trying to lift Robb at all, let alone carry him like a babe had him laughing all over again.]

/OOC: Sif, do you have to carry ALL the Starks?

[doveprincess]