WHO: Loki, Erik, Adrasteia & y'all WHAT: Catch-all WHEN: Late Solace / Early August WHERE: Kirkwall NOTES: Language warning for Erik, otherwise nothing yet. Open starters in comments.
"Ah, well. Mister Holden is definitely from there, as is Provost Stark." Hopefully, that helps her, but those are the only ones he knows for certain.
At her question, he rubs his chin. Where to start, and also, how to keep this conversation light? "It's not a planet, like Midgard. It's more... like a disk, I suppose, flat as opposed to any sort of spherical shape." He shrugs. Don't ask him how, he doesn't know. "It was beautiful, with a mountain and a city at its center. Unlike Midgard, it was much smaller, so there weren't multiple cultures or histories, just one people, one place. The center of peace within the Nine Realms."
Neither are names she recognises off the bat, but Abby will file them away for later. It's nice to know, that's all. She doesn't expect either of them to ally with her based solely on that.
His explanation is interesting... kind of reminds her of the old world, but way back, right back when they thought the Earth was flat. That you could sail off the edge of it, if you went far enough to one side.
"What happened to it?" She asks, after a moment's pause. He used the word 'was' too many times in there for it to go unnoticed.
Hm. He does keep making that mistake, beginning with is and ending with was. Something about the distance between the reality of Asgard's fate and his own experience causing a cognitive dissonance, perhaps.
"Ragnarok." A beat. "An apocalypse. Nothing pretty, I assure you."
Loki makes a non-committal noise, not meeting her eyes at all before he sniffs and then shrugs. "It was predicted; foreseen, even. The reality of it was a bit different from the stories, however."
Her question does get him to raise his eyes again before he nods. "Yes. Surtur and Hela saw to that."
She doesn't try to look at him, while he speaks. Abby understands all too well the pain of losing a home, even feels slightly uncomfortable as she stands there, the books in her hands.
"Considering the fact that the last thing I remember was being erased from time, I don't particularly feel that I have much choice in the matter." He shrugs a little; what can you do. "Though I'm told that we are either dreams or whims of this world's 'Maker', so perhaps my choice has quite a lot less to do with what happens than I would like." Distasteful, honestly.
"Where I'm from there's something called the Time Variance Authority, which erases people from time when they meander too far from what they call 'The Sacred Timeline' through the liberal use of free will or random happenstance. I don't think they've gotten this far, however."
"If it's random, how can they punish you for it?" It sounds far too easy to move away from the Sacred Timeline... not to mention that it brings the idea of destiny into play, something Abby has never subscribed to personally.
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At her question, he rubs his chin. Where to start, and also, how to keep this conversation light? "It's not a planet, like Midgard. It's more... like a disk, I suppose, flat as opposed to any sort of spherical shape." He shrugs. Don't ask him how, he doesn't know. "It was beautiful, with a mountain and a city at its center. Unlike Midgard, it was much smaller, so there weren't multiple cultures or histories, just one people, one place. The center of peace within the Nine Realms."
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His explanation is interesting... kind of reminds her of the old world, but way back, right back when they thought the Earth was flat. That you could sail off the edge of it, if you went far enough to one side.
"What happened to it?" She asks, after a moment's pause. He used the word 'was' too many times in there for it to go unnoticed.
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"Ragnarok." A beat. "An apocalypse. Nothing pretty, I assure you."
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Abby chews on this new bit of information for a quiet moment, letting her attention fall toward the book in her hands. "I've read about it before."
Stories. Fictional ones, easy to lose an afternoon to: the end of the era of gods, as they walked among men.
"I'm sorry. Is it gone completely?"
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Her question does get him to raise his eyes again before he nods. "Yes. Surtur and Hela saw to that."
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"Do you think you'll stay here, instead?"
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Like, in that case–
"How... does that even happen? The getting erased from time thing, I mean."
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