[Voice | D516, after the fiasco with the sea serpent]

[damselled]

It has come to my attention that in light of recent events, we have had little enough time to ourselves. Naturally, this is only to be expected in a time of war. However, we must not lose sight of ourselves in the midst of all this havoc, and I therefore have a proposal for the women of Asgard.

Would anyone, perhaps, be interested in joining me for an evening of light entertainment? We have precious little time before everything comes crashing down around our ears, and I wish to attempt to use some of that time to get to know my fellow ladies-in-arms a bit more.

Comments

[voice]

[damselled]

Oh, the usual. Tea, conversation, the imminent deaths of our enemies.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

I wasn't aware that the last one had become popular discussion during tea.

[Well, ranting angrily aside.]

[voice]

[damselled]

Indeed! It's all the rage.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

So it seems. But is setting aside such time really that necessary?

[voice]

[damselled]

Ugh. Were you actually taking this seriously? It was a joke.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

Were you? It can be difficult to keep track of what each person considers a joke after there have been so many. You have my apologies.

[Joking what joking.]

[voice]

[damselled]

Good heavens, it's like having a conversation with Miriel. You do have jokes where you're from, correct?

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

Perhaps. Forgive me for not knowing whether to take your comparison to whoever Miriel is as a compliment, either.

[voice]

[damselled]

...

[She never could manage to have a proper conversation with Miriel, either.]

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

Yes?

[He is stringing her along.

He is completely stringing her along at this point.]

[voice]

[damselled]

Nothing, darling. Go study the air speed velocity of an unladen swallow or whatever it is you bookworms do.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

I'm afraid if I studied the swallows for too long, Charles would start to hunt them.

[voice]

[damselled]

That would be cruel.

[But not as cruel as this conversation.]

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

It's more the cycle of nature, but I would still rather not have feathers scattered anywhere.

[voice]

[damselled]

I... see.

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

Does that bother you terribly?

[voice]

[damselled]

So much, in fact, that I wonder why I'm even speaking to you.

If you will excuse me?

[voice]

[bloodypocket]

You may, you are under no obligation to speak to whomever you don't wish to.

[voice]

[damselled]

Thank you. Good evening.

[And with that, the feed cuts off.]