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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[snowcrow]

[His curiosity was piqued. If there were creatures from her land that needed hunting, what if one or more were to wind up here?]

What are these... yoma?

[leigheas]

They are creatures that have the ability to shapeshift into humans. Sometimes they are able to absorb the memories of their victims in which they devour. They sustain themselves by eating the flesh and entrails of humans.

[snowcrow]

[Eww, Cynthia.]

Clearly something that needs to be handled with prejudice. If you're part of them, does that mean...

[How to politely ask if she eats people...]

[leigheas]

[She takes it in surprisingly good humor whereas some like her would have been infuriated at the notion.]

Oh, no. I actually eat less than you! It's strange how it works.

[snowcrow]

Really? And what you eat isn't... human related?

[Because that was important.]

[leigheas]

Oh, heavens no! I didn't mean to frighten you. I like three bites of a good meat as much as the next person.

[She laughs.]

[snowcrow]

Ah. Well then.

[The concept of something like what she said she was was certainly a new one for him and he was trying not to be rude while also trying to find out more about her and her kind.]

And you're happy enough to be around those of us who aren't like yourself?

[leigheas]

Why wouldn't I be?

[She's used to it; this would also be the lesser of horrible things she's heard in her time.]

Besides, I want to help others. So many people in my world may be afraid of warriors, but in the end, they've lived their lives in fear. I don't hold resentment towards them.

[snowcrow]

There are giants in my world [Among other things.] and they don't seem to... mingle well with those of us who aren't like them.

[leigheas]

It's understandable. Sometimes we prefer the company of someone similar to us and that feeling is only compelled by hardship and fear.

[snowcrow]

And there are no others like yourself here?

[leigheas]

Not that I've seen or heard; we would be easy to spot. We all have similar features... the silver eyes.

[snowcrow]

I haven't seen any like yourself here since arriving, but I'll keep a lookout for eyes like that. Do they all hold the same thoughts you do in terms of mingling with those not of their kind?

[leigheas]

Not really, no. It is not because they dislike humans, it is because most of them are used to the isolation and abrasive reactions we all receive. After some time, most warriors prefer distance.

Maybe my friend Yuma and Helen, but you'd be lucky to get a reaction from the others.

[snowcrow]

As long as no one decides to add people back to their diet, I think I can handle whatever they may throw at me.

[leigheas]

I doubt it, but you may not want to mention it!

[She laughs it off, but she's actually very serious.]

Don't worry, our mission is to help people.

[snowcrow]

[Until now, the idea of it wouldn't have even crossed his head. Now he's going to be worrying about how many people here dine on others of their kind.]

I suppose we should count ourselves lucky.

[leigheas]

It's okay! I'll protect you.

[snowcrow]

[To be offended or not to be offended....]

I think I can take care of myself...

[leigheas]

Of course!

[Hey, she's only half-kidding.]

[snowcrow]

...

[Rude, Cynthia.]

Right.