Hey diary! I wonder what food they have in Asgard because I'm starving. Oh, wait. Let me catch you up.
Thor: I don't understand. You have wings, do you not? Me: yeah, but that doesn't mean I know how to use them. Thor: *facepalm* Very well, I shall carry you. Me: Oh Uhm.. That's okay I-he lifted me up and over his shoulders.
Me: Agh--! Oh my! your muscles are the size of mountains. Thor: Worry not, I promise not to let you fall. Me: Alright, onward... Uh.. Comrade...then!Thor: You realize that you do not sound asgardian, correct?Me: *half-shrugs* It was worth a shot. He took off with his hammer leading him toward the castle.
Me: So what kind of disguise do you have in mind? Thor: Nay. It is not I who shall have the disguise but my good and trusted companion, Lady Sif. We entered through an open window.
Me: Are you sure you want to tell any about this? Thor: Sif will understand. She has gone to Midgard on her own time as well. I paused to admire his room. It was so... Untouched yet messy that it looked like an exact replica of mine, he even set the Loki picture in the right place. My stomach growled.
Thor: *picks up hammer* was that the sound of a wild boar? Me: No... That was just meThor: I did not know the youth of Midgard had stomachs larger than ice Giants. Me: Hey! I resent that. Thor: Forgive me, I did not mean offense. Though, it seems that we will have to find food as well as Sif. Do you take kindly to the meat of fresh Hoisionbirds and Wildenbeasts? Me: Uhm... o.o .... I'll just take a plate of fruit or something Thor: Oh well, it seems you'll be missing out. Me: That's ok.Thor: Well that really is a shame. You sure? I nodded vigorously. No new meats today.
Thor: Alright, now don't get into any trouble. Stay here and I'll be back soon. He left and I sat around. One minute. Two minutes. Three minutes. Okay, I'm done waiting. It's been too longgggg! Plus, I really have to use the bathroom. I reached for the door, right when someone opened it.
Me: Ack-- I covered my mouth as someone walked through the door. I saw a flash of green as I sandwiched myself between the door and wall. There was another person following, but my sight was completely covered so I didn't see anything.
Unknown: Finally, somewhere private. Thor shouldn't be back for a while, but this meeting will hopefully be quick. Unknown #2: He's catching on. Unknown: Please. Thor? He's like a dog, chasing every bone you throw. He's easily put off the scent.The other person grunted.
Unknown#2: I don't know about this, Loki. We don't even know-LOKI!! He's here! EEEEEEKKKKKK!!!! Oh yeah the cutoff. Right, so I might've gasped in surprise.Theres no proof.
Loki: What was that? Unknown#2: I thought you said this place was private. Loki: It was and should have been. He walked near the door. I had so much feels and emotion DX and I just wanted to disappear. He pushed away the door, and looked right at me.
Loki: No one... Strange. I kind of wanted him to notice me then. I mean, it's Loki. I just wonder why couldn't he see me?
Unknown#2: Either way, we shouldn't stay here. You must agree it isn't safe. Loki: Very well, mortal. We shall travel elsewhere. He snapped his fingers and disappeared in a cloud of green smoke. I went over by the mirror wondering why he couldn't see me.
Oh. No duh. I was invisible. Lol. I'm so smart X3. my power must of kicked in when I got all emotional and stuff. That was so cool by the way. I'm still flipping out inside. I went over to Thor's bed and flopped onto it.
Me: SOOOO BORED :TThor walked in with a gladiator woman. He was carrying a plate of fruit.
Me: I really wish I had my camera right now. Thor: Ah! Greetings again, Xura. This is, as promised, my good friend Sif. He handed me the plate of fruit while Sif put her arm on her chest and did a small bow in greeting.
Sif: It is once again a pleasure to encounter a midgardian. I am Lady Sif of Odin's kingdom. Me: Cool, I'm Xura. I copied what she did clumsily.
Thor: You don't have to change your greeting customs just because your in Asgard, you know. Me: I know. This way is just way cooler than what we do. Sif: I do not understand what you mean by "cool" does that not mean that something is cold? Me: It's a... Uh.. How would I explain this? ... Hm. It's like a phrase. It means that something is cold but it can also mean something is... Great or awesome or whatever. Anyway, how are you going to change my look? Sif dropped some warrior-like clothing in front of me.
Me: Anything else? Sif: Not unless you would like to look like a servant or child. If you are to roam the castle, the look of armor catches respect. Me: *huff* alright. I put it on.
Me: How do I look?
Sif: The wings need to be tucked in, the scratches will raise questions, and Your hair looks too... Out of place... Hm. Come! Let us mash together some berries! Me: For wha-!She grabbed me and the plate of fruit and went into Thor's bathroom that I somehow missed. She set me up a bath and squashed several blackberries into it.
Me: What does this have to do with anything? Sif: Pass the Frost fragranceI handed her the whatever it was. She took a large paddle from the side of the wall and started mixing together the goopy hot berry mess.
Sif: Alright, I think it's ready. Dip your hair. Me: Uh, what? In that? Sif: I don't see any other boiling tubs of berries. Wow, Sif is so sassy.
Me: >_< alright, fine. I dipped my hair in. She covered it in the juice, conditioner, and awful fragrance. I walked out.
Thor: Sif! Who is this asgardian stranger you have brought? Me: Thor, it's me. Thor: I know not of this "me". Me: *facepalm* I'm Xura... I can't seriously look that different. I've had this hair color before. Thor: Hm. She did a good job. You smell of Berries, and... He paused and glanced briefly at Sif.
Thor: Ice giant? Sif: Well, they aren't going to let a stranger just walk around the castle. If she smells of beasts and looks like a warrior, they won't question her. Me: Don't I need an asgardian name or something? They laughed.
Thor: Nay. Your name already sounds Asgardian. It is odd for a Midgard child to carry such a title, It makes me wonder if you are really from there. Thanks, mom. Thank you so much for giving me a name that no one in our world has or would ever think of.
Thor: Let us now find son of Cole. Me: But we don't even know where to look. Thor: Let us scour the village then! We opened the door and found a note on the floor.
Note wrote:If you would like to find the mortal, Go eat your meal and come back here for another note. It will not appear if you do not fully leave.
Me: Well that was specific, and completely suspiciousSif: ... Eat our meal? Thor: Perhaps it is a sign for preparation. That would mean a fight would lie ahead. Me: or... Maybe he just wants to distract us because of a big plan underway that he doesn't want you to see any clues for, and he's buying more time for an even worse Villian by letting us stuff our faces? Everyone: O.o *blink blink* Sif: That theory... Thor: is insane. -_- and the thought that he wants us to be
prepared for a battle isn't?
Sif: Let us debate this over a hearty lunch then. We out of his room and down the Asgardian hallways. The smell of berries wafted everywhere I went.
Me: I feel like one of those febreeze air conditioners. o(>_<;)oThor&Sif: ???Me: Forget it. We walked into an enormous dining hall. It is so enchanting to be in a castle. The rooms are huge, there's large pillars that soar upward, and there are high ceilings with some of the most brilliant hand painted designs. The table was decorated beautifully. A glass for Apple juice, a smaller glass for water, folded napkins with what looked like a dog with six legs printed on the bottom, plates made of gold, and silverware made of the richest silver. Servants buzzed in and out of the hall.
Me: Are we eating here? Thor: No, my father is having a celebration later in this room. I've come to check briefly on it, and then we may continue on our way. He talked with a servant for a minute or two and then came back, looking flustered, but trying to contain it.
Me: Something wrong? Sif: It is not your place to ask that, his business be his. He didn't seem to notice as we began to walk again. I could see Sif moving close to him and whisper.
Sif: Is something troubling you? -_- His business is his own, huh? With asgardians like these, I see why Loki went bananas
and tried to conquer a different planet.
Thor: Nay. The preparations bode well. However, I fear that we shall not make it on time if the search for the son of Cole doth continues. Sif: We can surely pause the search if it-Thor: No! I know The Son of Cole well. He would never become so lost in his personal matters to give up a search for me. I shall take up the same loyalty to him and continue the hunt. This is like being at medieval times. All that's missing is the jousting and the mutton.
We stopped at a much smaller room with an oval table. Three men already sat there.
???: Thor! Back from Midgard so soon? The man stood up and gave Thor a man hug. Thor grinned and laughed.
Thor: Always the pleasure to see you, Volstagg. They paused when they noticed me.
???: Who is this? Volstagg: She smells delightfully of berries! ... *sniffs* and faintly of frostgiant. Thor: This, friends, is Xura. I met her as I traveled back to Asgard, she had been covered in the remnants of frostgiant-Ew. Just, ew.
Thor: So Sif drew her a bath. The only thing that could wash out the scent was the mashing of berries in her water. Deepest apologies if the fragrance is unappealing. Volstagg: Not at all! I find it rather delightful, wouldn't you say, Fandral?
Fandral: Indeed. It is most pleasant, like her lovely hair. I recongnized this group. It was the Warriors three. I had read about them in my history class. The last one has to be Hogan.
Volstagg: Oh, you Fandral! Always a flirt. Hogan! Fetch us another chair then, will you? He nodded and stepped into another room.
Fandral: Ah! So tell us about yourself, Xura. What is your title, and of where do you come? Me: Uh... Well, I- I looked to Sif and Thor for help. I hadn't anticipated this. They gave me a slight nod, as if to wing it.
Me: I um.. I am Xura the... swift! I travel often so you shouldn't expect to see me much. But I come directly from Asgard-I should probably try and talk like them a little more.
Me: -And thus, visit here whence I can. Phew. Dodging bullets there.
Fandral: Intriguing. My full title is Fandral the dashing. I would very much like to see your sword skills, For I am known to be light on my feet and also quite swift. I'm sure we would make a great match *winks* AHHHHHHHHHHH! I don't know how to use a sword!!!!! Only in video games!!! *huff, huff, gasp, gasp, hyperventilating* ... And wait... Is he flirting with me? If only he knew what planet I was from.
Me: I... Um-I glanced at Thor.
Thor: Deepest Pardons on behalf of Xura. She warned me before this meal that she was quite bashful, especially since she travels alone. I'm also certain that Xura is exhausted from battling frost Giants all day to get here, so perhaps you can challenge her to a duel in the morning if she decides to stay longer. Fandral: Tis' a shame. Though it is always the shy ones who are most mysterious. His eyes sparkled. Ok, no.
Hogan returned with a chair and we all sat at the table, food was served. A variety of meats and salad. Great.
I poked at what looked like a cow. Sif leaned over and whispered in my ear.
Sif: You should eat, it will seem suspicious if you don't. That right there is Ladenbusm. It is of sweet tender flavor, all who visit Asgard enjoy it.I nodded in thanks and took a large slab of it. Ew. It wreaked, and looked like roadkill. I started with the vegetables first.
Me: So, Volstagg... I should try and make conversation at least, after all they let us join their private lunch.
Me: What is your title? The rotund, blotchy red-faced, yet gleeful asgardian grinned.
Volstagg: Aye. I am known as Volstagg the Valiant! He patted his mace with a grin.
Volstagg: It was a name that was not easy to earn. Do you know what valiant means? Me: Uh... Nope. No clue He laughed.
Volstagg: Neither do I! That sparked a conversation that lasted several minutes. He soon began to talk about some bet he had made with Fandral and Hogan when they were younger, and how they had bonded over it. He was a lot of fun, and made me laugh more than once.
Me: Wow, so you became.. Companions over a bet? Hogan, Fandral, and Volstagg all laughed.
Fandral: Indeed, we did! It was all quite silly at the time. Volstagg was all ego back in those days. Hogan: Still is, if you ask me. *chuckles*Volstagg: Aye, there! Watch your tounge if you want to keep it.They laughed. An hour had passed from it being 12:00. I glanced at Thor, making the signal that it was time to go. He looked a little disappointed, but his faced soon hardened with determination when he thought of Coleson.
Thor: We must be going. Fandral: So soon? It hast only been an hour. Thor: Well, with father's preparations I have to take care of everything. Hogan: Did not you just check with the servants? Thor: I did so, but I must make certain to check again at ev'ry hour. Hogan: Hmph. He gave us a suspicious glare, he must of noticed that I was the one to make the symbol to leave.
Hogan: Very well, be off then. Best of wishes. We walked out. The sun shone through all the beautiful windows in the Asgard kingdom. I wished I had more time to admire everything, but we sped off toward Thor's
chambers room (I'm becoming one of them!!!) to find another note lying on the ground... Well, I guess I'll have to continue this later when we read the note and everything. Bye diary!