2nd bolt

[richtighammer]

((Action, 1124 Taylor Road; public))The last time Thor drank mead, it was out of a cauldron five miles deep, in a golden hall surrounded by the greatest of the Aesir, all toasting his strength with every foaming horn-full they swallowed. Mayfield, however, has neither bottomless cauldrons, nor golden halls, nor, for the most part, Aesir. He's sick

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[perfectvoice]

[You know what a party needs?

Songs.

And here's the perfect person for that. She's pretty curious as to just what is going on, and is now wandering in, idly munching on a leek.]

[richtighammer]

[Thor approves of bringing one's own food to a party!]

Welcome and well met! Will you join us and wash that down? [He indicates the beer, grinning widely.]

[perfectvoice]

Uh...okay!

[WE'RE SCREWED]

[richtighammer]

I've not seen you here before; have you a name?

[perfectvoice]

I'm Miku Hatsune, [twirl] virtual diva! How about you?

[richtighammer]

[...He is not sure what twirling is supposed to mean. The words "virtual" and "diva" also mean absolutely nothing to him. His cheerful demeanor slips a little; he's always been suspicious of things he doesn't understand.]

I am Thor, the son of Odin! From what realm do you come?