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[cruelwonder]

[When the NV turns on, it's being held very awkwardly and the view is skewed. Alice comes into view and behind her are several young children talking all at once and rather loudly. She tries to shush them, and Jack's voice can be heard nearby with another boy's. She laughs.]

Jack. Jack! It's on!

[She tries to turn the NV so it will get both of

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[doeswhathewants]

Congratulations and may Frigga bless your marriage with fidelity and a bountiful home.

Though, it does seem a bit odd. Unless you're from the same world?

[doeswhathewants]

Or both.

Ten? [Garden gnomes. Definitely garden gnomes.] Thirteen. Ish. That would be about the mortal equivalent, I think.

[A huff] Not like you look much older.

[cowboy_newsie]

That's not much better, you know, don't act like you're twenty or somethin'. D'ya even know how to tie your shoes yet?

[doeswhathewants]

You only asked how old, not how long I've lived. That would be in the thousands. Possibly more. There is a difference, you know.

Reckless sort, aren't you? Taunting vengeful gods. It seems your formative years were ill spent.

[cowboy_newsie]

Then why the hell do you look like a thirteen year old? Jesus, that's the worst age. Anyway, I ain't tauntin' a vengeful god, I'm tauntin' a kid who knows how to work his NV and can't leave an island.

[doeswhathewants]

Because if I hadn't been reborn at this age, then I really would be a vengeful god instead of the god of awesome. And for me it was a good age.

[Huff!] You can't leave the island either.

[cowboy_newsie]

Yeah, but I don't go round braggin' I'm a god, either, so there you go.

[doeswhathewants]

I prefer honesty to bragging, thank you.

And the measure of one's godhood isn't determined by a paltry thing like some powerful alien thing keeping one trapped here.

But you do go around poking gods. So you are either sitting on a bit of power yourself .... or you've no manner of survival instinct.

[cowboy_newsie]

And which do you think it is?

[doeswhathewants]

No manner of survival instinct. You ought to be more careful about that, you know. [A thread of seriousness in his tone.] There are some formidably awful characters here.

Ones who might actually smite you.

[cowboy_newsie]

[His smile flickers for a moment-- but just for a moment.]

And you won't? I'm touched.

[doeswhathewants]

[He sees the flicker and arches a brow] Ah. Or has that already happened?

[A one shouldered shrug, a holdover from living in France] I'm not going down that route this time around. Good deeds all the way. Mostly.

[cowboy_newsie]

Really! So what've you been doin'?

[doeswhathewants]

Ah, are we avoiding that subject? Well, as you like.

[Thinks about it for a long second] Offering aide to people, of course.

...though no one's really taken me up on it.

[cowboy_newsie]

You might want to stop actin' like a brat. And no, I'm not avoidin' the subject, I just ain't goin' into somethin' that ain't none o' your business.

[doeswhathewants]

It's an island, everything is everyone's business.

[He is foreign to much of earth logic.]

And I'm not acting like a brat. I'm merely pointing out rational, logical things.