Some of the Gods here behave like children.

Heimdall's cleaning up after Baldr's mess.  [Baldr is an idiot, but he's not going to say that out loud because it might get him cursed.] Now I'm lead to believe that the God's relationships play an important part in our survival.

The first step is doing research.

Anyone's welcome to join me in the library.

—that should be it.

[ having been in asgard for a little under a week, syaoran had been busy getting to know the area and finding out what he could. while he was generally resourceful, there were limits to everything.

so that's what brings him to make a post. he'd do a text if he could figure out how, but for now he'll just deal with video. ]

How long have you been here for?

[ there's a short pause on his end, before he adds in another question. ]

And how long have the people you've known stayed?

[ oh, there. that wasn't so bad! shutting the feed almost instantaneously, there wasn't anything else that he could really add—before he sets out of his house to do some more exploring of the city. syaoran will practically be everywhere during the morning and afternoon, observing both the area and the people around him. it might be a little odd and unnerving at first, but it doesn't take long for him to move onto the next thing if there's nothing stopping him from doing so. everything is totally normal about this, honestly! ]

[Clicking the feed on a young man is seen coming into view. He seems really calm about this problem but doesn't like it at the same time.]

So seems I have been caught and sent somewhere...Again. I wish I could find the others, I'm sure Max is worried. I have a basic run down of what the people told me...but what is with this coloring the world crap? I mean are we supposed to be stuck in kindergarten at playtime to finish some coloring book? It's a little stupid I gotta say.

[An annoyed sigh leaves him as he runs a hand through his hair and rubs the back of his head over a small goose egg, flinching softly.]

I mean really...I thought this doctor crap was over and done with. I'm I to really believe this all to save some gods world? No, this has to be the doctors and when I find them I'm shoving my boot up there ass.

[He quickly looks around like Max will come from above to slap the back of his head for cussing. When he sees nothing he looks back to the feed.]

I can't access my blog or the internet though, which is interesting. Still...anyone care to fully explain this situation fully to me? My name is Fang.