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[in_oxidation]

[The video clicks on to a shot of one of Asgard's maids. You've seen them. They've accosted all you poor, hapless souls who have been brought to this place. She's smiling at the bracelet's owner, wearing red and explaining how to reach Hel's house from the Palace. After she finishes, she looks to the camera and asks if there are any other questions

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[smartwinchester]

I'm pretty sure that's because the maids aren't actually human. Or have nerve endings.

Hitting them isn't really going to get you any new answers, either.

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[in_oxidation]

I feared that was the case.

They're pretty good at pretending to be helpful. They almost had me fooled for a second.

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[smartwinchester]

I'm glad you managed to escape their informational brainwashing.

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[in_oxidation]

It's not difficult when you don't listen much to them.

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[smartwinchester]

Genius.

[Ignoring the people giving you information in a brand new world isn't exactly the smartest thing to do, but Sam has had quite possibly the worst day he has had in his entire life, and he'd rather not argue the pointlessness of it.

So, instead. Generic snippy comments, go.]

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[in_oxidation]

I'd rather find things out for myself. What would your solution have been? How are you handling this?

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[smartwinchester]

I'm handling it fine.

This isn't exactly the first time someone who thought they were holier-than-thou has tossed me into an alternate dimension.

But from what I can tell, there isn't a known way out, and the people who brought us here aren't talking. We're supposed to just live here. That's it.

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[in_oxidation]

You're used to this?

Guess they made a better choice picked you than they did picking me, then.

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[smartwinchester]

I guess you could think of it that way, but I have better things to do than cater to another agenda.

I'm Sam, by the way.

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[in_oxidation]

Likewise.

Sabitsuki.

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[smartwinchester]

Nice to meet you.

What house did they put you in?

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[in_oxidation]

Hel's place. She sounds cheerful.

You?

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[smartwinchester]

Odin.

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[in_oxidation]

I'll remember that.

[It's a toss-up whether she really will or not - it just seemed like the right thing to say.]

Have you found your house yet?

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[smartwinchester]

Yeah, I tracked it down when I left the building. It's nothing all that weird or special.

[Except for the lack of color everywhere.]

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[in_oxidation]

I guess 'gods' aren't very creative, then.

[She quickly switches to video to show him a shot of Hel's house - it's much the same]