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[worldsaway]

[When Thor switches the camera on, it's momentarily engulfed by his face before he sits himself back. Now that the frame isn't obscured, it's apparent that he's not the only one there. Both Lokis, Angela and Sif sit either side of him, all situated around a booth at some sort of diner.

Thor, naturally, is the first to start talking.]

It has come to light in one way or another that we could be considered Gods. [He's keeping it vague on purpose.] It is true, in a sense, that we are are not unlike higher beings. We are not mortals and we have powers and abilities beyond what many would be considered normal. The myths and the legends, however, are not precisely true.

[He just wanted to clear that up.] As such, we thought it would be prudent to offer our services in times of need. For missions or protections, we can be of use in many situations. You need only ask.

[He says we, but he largely means I.

Angela, for her part, doesn't look as opposed to the idea as she probably could.]

I will add that I will require payment for my services, but that can be negotiated at a later time.

[ She glances around the table at her siblings as if daring them to counter her.

The younger Loki leans into shot, finger raised. ]

Should you require an actual god, we come in that flavour too.

Comments

[ikols]

Getting caught up in a twister is nothing like entering another world, I can say that with some empirical certainty. Doing that is more like when an elevator does the drop-in-your-stomach thing.

[nostalgiabomb]

What?

Are you saying movies lied to me?

[ikols]

I could put you inside a twister, if you really want. Maybe.

[nostalgiabomb]

Nah. Saw enough of those from a safe distance, back home.

Appreciate the offer, though. Awful kind of you.

[ikols]

Anything else you want to ask the only actual god among the gods? I'm getting nachos soon, your window is slim.

[nostalgiabomb]

Any chance you'd split those nachos?

[ikols]

If you can get to this diner before I eat them all, sure.

[ Although it will probably turn into nachos for everyone because his family are evil food-grabbers when they see a plate that isn't theirs. Might order a few rounds. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

Ehhh. Don't really have faith in my ability to find that place before you scarf it down.

It's all yours, bud.

[ikols]

Have fun chatting to the blonde Shelving Master.

[ Tipping him a salute and ending the call. ]