WELCOME TO ASGARD (part two) [OPEN]

[asgardmods]

 Who: EVERYONE!
What: Getting introduced to the city
When: Day 1, around noon
Where: The castle plaza and the Welcome Halls
Rating: Worksafe -- If this changes, please inform the mods.

[Welcome to the city of Asgard. Now that you've woken up and been given your welcome instructions (as per the FAQ), what will you do? There are a good number of other new arrivals being shown to the gates, and for today the plaza that surrounds the castle is open for mingling. You could also head to your Welcome Hall (details here) and meet your Housemates if you'd like. Whatever you decide to do, have fun getting settled into your new home!]

(ooc note: there will be threads below for the plaza and each House. Mingle and get to know your fellow Travellers! This is a continuations post, but by all means feel free to start new threads.)

[thread links: CASTLE PLAZA | ODIN | THOR | LOKI | SIGYN | HEL | HEIMDALL | FREYR | FREYA | BALDR ]

Comments

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

--You live here? Seriously?

[roadstotheriver.livejournal.com]

[Now she winces just a little.]

Is that wrong? The maid showed me where my room was, and that-- that I was here to live under... someone named Hel...?

[She has no real concept of Gods beyond their being advanced Free Magic creatures, like those of the Beginning, and admittedly that scares her just a little.]

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

No, that shit's all right...but you don't exactly fit into the "type" here, y'know?

[roadstotheriver.livejournal.com]

Type? [she repeats, puzzled. More information is obviously needed here.] I don't know much about this place... or Hel. [Whoever she is, besides a goddess.]

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

She's a creep, more or less. Ignore her.

[roadstotheriver.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[Well. She's not sure what to make of that. But she does finally start pushing her hair back a little, so he can see her face, and the Charter mark on her forehead.]

Who is she?

[Besides a goddess and a creep, she means.]

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ His answer comes out a bit delayed--he's busy staring unabashedly at her head ]

....Some shadow-lady. I dunno. Didn't do much but creep.

[roadstotheriver.livejournal.com]

Oh. All right.

[Shadows might have something to do with it, then. Lirael has always been a bit morbid and certainly focused on death. But now she's tempted to let her hair fall back down again. She shifts uncomfortably under his gaze, looking away from him.]

Um. Is there... something wrong?

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

You don't exactly seem like th' type that's been gettin' tossed in here.

[roadstotheriver.livejournal.com]

You said that....

[At least he isn't staring quite so hard anymore. She shifts uncomfortably again, from foot to foot, and finally asks,] Um. What is the "type"?

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

You know, the usual annoying pieces of shit. And kids for some weird reason.

[roadstotheriver.livejournal.com]

[Unsure just what some of that means, Lirael just nods a little.]

Well, um. I suppose that's... not so good, if everyone else here is annoying. I'm glad I'm not?

[Or a kid, for that matter, though at the moment she doesn't feel very adult-like.]

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

S'refreshin' yeah, but makes me wonder if you didn't get shoved in the wrong place.

[roadstotheriver.livejournal.com]

[Lirael has to shrug at that, a little uncomfortable with the idea of being put into a house with a bunch of annoying and difficult people.]

If I knew more about this Hel and what she does and likes, I would know better about that... as it is, you could be right.

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

Just don't be surprised if you wind up in a bit of a pinch with the others here.

[roadstotheriver.livejournal.com]

[Nodding faintly, Lirael manages a quiet response:] I'll be careful... thank you for the warning.

[Perhaps she ought to at least get his name. He hasn't seemed too terrible himself, yet, aside from the staring. And the confidence.]

Um. I'm... Lirael.

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

.......... [ Ehn, couldn't hurt. ]

Kaz. If you got any problems here...don't bring 'em to me.

[roadstotheriver.livejournal.com]

[Lirael looks back down again.]

Of course.

[She can look after her own problems, at least. That much she isn't too terribly concerned about. It's when she doesn't have problems that she's likely to trip herself up.... For now, that sounds like a dismissal, so she gives him a little nod and a hasty sidelong glance, and attempts to sidle past him to continue her explorations.]