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Buon pomeriggio, Asgard! That is good afternoon for those who do not speak Italian.

[As he speaks the shovel and the snow it was holding were set to one side, in a large pile of the white fluffy stuff that had already been moved and crafted into an sturdy edifice. ]

I just wanted to offer you fair warning, I consider it more sporting that way. I have taken over the area near Gladsheim Palace and I intend to hold it. That means any stepping foot into my new country will be considered enemies and fired upon.

[To illustrate his intent the normally peaceful artist collects a handful of snow and crafts it into a deadly snowball. ]

I have collected plenty of snow, it is more than enough to fend all of you off and...

[The view pans to show off a very impressive snowfort. It was a few feet taller than the height of a man and some how built with vertical icy sides, to make climbing difficult if not impossible. ]

I have built a castle so none of you will be able to make me leave!

[FULLY aware he is lighting a fuse here but come on! There's snow everywhere! It was time for a good old snowball fight. He has tricks though... be careful!

Leonardo beams, very proud of himself and the mischief he is about to cause but the smile gradually fades and there is a hint of worry in his voice when he speaks again.]

Before I the war begins there is one more thing...

[Leonardo hesitates and looks to the left like maybe he should not continue. This was a secret meant to be kept between himself and just a few people, but it is a pressing matter. He is worried.
If Loras had gone home... OR WORSE! He chokes back the thought. It was better not to think on that until it was known what had happened to him.

Taking a deep breath he attempts to feign only the concern only of a friend not of a lover. Even if their relationship should be discovered he had to ask.]

Has anyone seen Messer Loras Tyrell? I have not heard from him in several days and... if no one has seen him I thought I might check his room in the God House. He did not leave anyone a key, did he? Or maybe some one who is good with lock picking might help?

[Cause if not, that door will be coming off its hinges!]

Grazie.

[This was added, again with a warm smile back in place, just so the message did not end on too somber a moment. ]

And do mind the warning. I am a good shot with a snowball!


[OOC: I debated doing this as a log or as a post but went with a post. Do feel free to action spam with either snowball fight shenanigans or helping pick the lock/break down Loras's door or request a log if you'd like one! ^_^]

So... I may have gotten caught up in the Asgardian holiday spirit -- well --

[Daphne is horrible at speaking on camera, she has no idea why she even attempted to sound not ridiculous.]

Because when it snows this much at home, it's usually time to prepare for Christmas. And I bake a lot for Christmas and ... I may have gone overboard.

[She adjusts her bracelet -- she's within her home in Freyr, and shows a nice wide view of her kitchen. On her counter is... an insane amount of cookies, pies, cakes, donuts -- enough to cause the obesity rate in America to triple.

When the camera is refocused on her, she looks slightly sheepish.]

So... does anyone want Christmas cookies? Please take them -- my husband will eat them all if I don't give them away. I can leave some in the welcome halls or -- maybe some of the gods are interested?

[Do they even eat cookies?]

[ It's only been two weeks since Goku has arrived in Asgard, and thanks to dealing with Natives trying to murder him in some kind of alternate world, there hasn't been much time to actually address Asgard at large.

It's been plenty of time, however, to settle into Thor House. ]

Do we gotta live by ourselves? Not that the room isn't nice or nothin' [ because it really is! ] but...

[ He'd told the Sheriff he was doing alright by himself, and he is. But since he's been with Konzen, it seems like forever ago that he would sleep on the mountain with no one else there. Even then, there were the animals making noise around him. ]

It's quiet an' the bed's too big an' there's no one to tell me stories when I have t' sleep.

Konzen isn't here yet [ Goku has no doubt whatsoever that he'll show up eventually. ] so it's reeeeally empty.

[Behold, Asgard! This time, Jack's video isn't being recorded on a roof - it's inside of the Guardian's apartment above the ice rink. He is sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, metal staff lying across his lap, but he isn't the one doing the recording. Judging by the snickering coming from behind the screen, Jamie is their cameraman today.]

You know, for a bunch of people who got dragged to a new world by a bunch of Norse gods, were given new powers, asked to fight ice giants-- [He's counting with his fingers as he speaks.] --and get cursed more often than not, you guys sure are waaaay too skeptical for your own good.

[Sandy, looking somewhat sleepy, is perched on the arm of the couch, his sketchpad open in his lap. He lazily sketches things that aren't visible from the camera, looking as though he's only halfway listening with vague amusement to the spirit next to him. Tooth is sitting on the back of the couch, between them, her wings fluttering slightly. She looks rather amused at the whole thing. ]

Jack, that's not fair, just because some things are real doesn't mean they're going to believe anything they hear.

[Jack, being the mature spirit he is, just... pouts at her a little bit.] Do they have to flip out though? I'm started to get offended! [He turns to the camera again, sounding completely serious about this. Mark the calendar, folks.] Soooo, PSA time, everyone. All the stories you've heard when you were kids? Real. Every single of us - we exist. Get over it already.

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