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8/25: arrival

[ hope you weren't expecting some quiet alone time alone in the showers, because now there's some blonde teenager in a green shirt holding a green shield here now, a fehu rune on a necklace around his neck. who's this loser.

listen. hotel valhalla is hard to navigate, even when you're just taking the elevator from one floor to another. so, when he's not paying attention and finds he's stepped off the elevator to somewhere other than where he meant to go, he's just resigned. when he turns around to get back on the elevator and sees it's gone, that's just. whatever, ok. ]

Great, getting lost is exactly what I planned to do today.

[ that's just mumbled to himself before he looks around at where he is. there's... pods? and the sound of running water. a weirdly high-tech shower room? gods. he's not even in the hotel anymore is he. which world is this, then? did one of the gods drag him here probably. ]

8/25: later, text

[ he would have done telepathy if that didn't sound so weird and intrusive? give him a day before he lets people just talk in his head ok. ]

does anyone know how to make falafel? or know where I can find some without actually making it. that would be better.

also my cousin wants people to play construction crew for her, I guess. bug annabeth chase if that's your thing.

[ did annabeth find him and then make him write that. maybe. ]

8/25: kitchen

[ yes he's just. trying to make falafel. look, it wasn't that long ago an eagle jacked his shwarma just let him eat. there's a sword laying on one of the counters and while magnus is going through things it appears that he's... talking to it. ]

-- a sword know how to cook? You're like an oversized kitchen knife, anyway.

Dude, that's uncalled for. Why would a sword need to know how to make falafel? That's just dumb, kid.

Yeah, sorry.

[ there's a second male voice but. is this kid just doing a second voice or is the sword talking. is there an invisible person who can say. ]

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[Okay so he could live on lantern fruit but he doesn't want to, so he was just ducking back in to get some fruit but?? Apparently he is... talking to his sword? That's normal. Look. Sometimes you get lonely. And talk to your guns. It happens.]

Does he have a name? [That's polite to ask.]

[ jake no. that's not normal. your guns don't even talk back. ]

Huh? Oh, that's J-- [ apparently the sword doesn't think that maybe. the humans are talking to each other. ]

Magnus. He wouldn't let me have that name. Which is fine, because Jack is a great name. Wayyyy better than Sumarbrander. What a mouthful, right?

[ magnus just. stands there. looking like he's used to suffering this, just a bit. ]

[Jake blinks.]

Holy cannoli is that sword talking? Neato! Hi! I'm Jake! I like guns but swords are cool, too.

[Look it's not remotely the weirdest thing but it is really, really cool.]

Yeah, he does that. [ he's glad jake isn't running screaming because of it? that'd be awkward. ]

Sup. Guns are ok, if you just want to make noise but if you want real damage, you need to get yourself a sword, dude.

[That's because Jake is weird.]

No way. Guns are definitely the bee's knees! Not that I'm putting you down, sir.

[It feels weird to just talk to his sword though.] Though, it is a little weird to use a magical talking sword as a kitchen utensil...

You obviously haven't met enough swords.

[ who the hell says "bee's knees" tho. are you from the 1950s, jake. ]

Oh, I wasn't. Well, I mean I would but he wouldn't like that, so. I'll use actual knives if I need to? I'm not a complete weirdo.

I don't think you're weird? [He says to the young man with a magical talking sword. Okay he pauses for a second.] Well, I guess it's unusual? But not weird. Weird is like...

[God what would even be weird at this point.]

...If you were Lara Croft with a talking sword.

[Jake no.]

Okay, yeah, that'd be weirder. Since she's just a video game character. Though you never know, maybe one of these days Lara Croft will get a talking sword.

[ shrugs ]

Whoever this Croft lady is, she definitely needs a talking sword.

If she had a talking sword, it'd definitely be cool.

[Lara Croft doing anything is cool though?]

So the sword is Jack, who are you, if you don't mind me asking?

[ luckily magnus won't be Traumatized since annabeth just finished her shower and is fully dressed in her camp half-blood shirt and also jean shorts, so all he has to contend with is, like, wet hair, but.

he definitely does get a sudden hug from the side. whatever magnus so what if you hate hugs you can definitely put up with some family love for like ten minutes here. it's been a day and a half alone on an alien planet for annabeth and while magnus isn't the person she most wants to see, he's definitely high on the list. ]

Magnus! [ is he on some sort of norse quest? the pantheons usually try not to mix... ] Oh my gods, it is you!

[ oh no not WET HAIR now magnus will never be able to look at her without dying inside ]

Wh-- Annabeth? [ okay, he'll. just give her a one-armed hug back since it's her, he guesses. ] No, it's not me. It's my evil twin, Mongoose. Sorry.

[ she stops hugging him in order to slug him on the arm. ]

When did you get here? It can't have been earlier than today...

[ ow?? wow. see if he hugs you ever again. ]

Uh, just now I guess? I was on my way to meet my hallmates, [ they said bring weapons so whatever they wanted to do he's happy to miss tbh ] and the elevator brought me here. Where is here, exactly?

Iniidae. Planet in another universe, apparently?

[ so. that's. a thing. ]

Planet? [ ok that's different. since the nine worlds seem more like. dimensions? ] Okay. Okay, sure. Why not?

That was my way of thinking.

[ because. yeah. their lives. ]

I've got a private room, come on. We'll add you to the handprint lock.

Handprint lock?

[ STOP PARROTING, MAGNUS ]

How long have you been here?

Since yesterday.

[ o b v i o u s l y ]

[Rin comes in with a handful of fresh fish to put on ice, and interrupts a conversation between -- ]

[ -- a blonde guy and an empty room. uhhhhhhhhhhhh]

Sorry to interrupt?

[that question mark is in fact audible. excuse him as he makes his way into the room, because fish had a tendency to start stinkin' without proper storing]

Huh? Oh, no, you're not interrupting. I was just looking at what kind of food you guys have around here.

[ even if he's not actually talking to himself like a weirdo. though he half-wonders if he should be trying harder to pretend he is? mortals aren't supposed to notice weird stuff, though, right. so if anyone notices a talking sword then they just. must not be a mortal. logic. ]

Wasn't much of a conversation, anyway.

[in the midst of opening the freezer, Rin freezes (haha get it)]

[and red eyes slowly roll to the sword on the counter]

[no, that's stupid, that's some video game nonsense, don't ask -- ]

-- Did your sword just call you a shitty conversationalist?

... Yeah.

[ just. a resigned yeah. jack is a judgy sword. ]

I mean, he's not the worst guy I've ever had a conversation with, and he's still loads better than his dad in general, but he's not great at it. I think he might be a bit low on the social skills, y'know?

[looks between the talking sword that is definitely talking, and the stoic guy rummaging for food]

Isn't that a little rude? Diplomacy's a social skill too, y'know.

[offers a hand to the shitty conversationalist; realises he's got fishy hands, withdraws it. oops looks like someone else has difficulty with social situations]

-- I'm Rin. Nice to meet you.

[c'mon, prove those skills]

I'm a sword, what would I need diplomacy for? Though I am the most diplomatic sword you've probably ever met.

[ awkwardly goes to shake that hand but. then it's withdrawn so just. awkwardly runs hand through hair, yeaaaaah. ]

Magnus. Likewise. So, fish, huh? I'm guessing that is a popular meal around here.

[ middle. of the. oceaaaaan. ]

[look at these social skills.... they're really doing it the absolute madmen]

We really can't escape the seafood buffet, yeah. I'd kill for a nice rare steak and I've only been here a couple weeks.

[puts the fish in the freezer one by one, neatly]

Interesting weaponry you got there. You got a name, too? [feels weird talking to a sword but like... don't wanna be rude??]

[ they're doing it... they're makin it happen ]

I'm guessing there isn't an undersea ranch, then.

[ though magnus is eh on meat, despite being. a viking. ]

Yeah, I pulled him out of a river. Though I didn't know he could... talk at the time.

Name's Jack.

Nice to meet you too, Jack.

[more fish in the freezer. he had a busy morning! back to Magnus;]

You're the one with the magic touch, apparently -- see if you can pull a piece of veal out of the ocean. Not a talking one, though, that'd be weird. No offense.

[hup, closes the freezer]

[ she pokes her head into the kitchen, wearing her wetsuit since her clothes are still drying after splashing down in the hot springs. honestly, she's trying to get a grasp on the interior layout, quietly making her way through and introducing herself to anyone she runs into who isn't busy. she's prepared to do the same here, but...

... she only sees one person standing around. she definitely hears two voices. then there'd been that mention of a sword...

walking into the kitchen proper, chihiro arcs around toward He Who Strives For Falafel and his stalwart companion. is it possible... ]

Hello. Um... Is that a sword spirit?

[ SPIRITS DO STRANGE THINGS they could probably be swords considering what else she's seen spirits transform into? ]

[ magnus looks up and. is it just him or does this kid look like an actual kid. is there not a "you must be this tall" to ride sign at the entrance to wherever they are. ]

I... don't know? I never really thought about it.

Wow. [ the sword hums that and then goes silent, apparently taking that as magnus implying he doesn't have a soul which is so. rude. even if it could be accurate, does anyone even know. ]

He's not a ghost sword, if that's what you mean. He's an actual sword.

[ she shakes her head, coming closer to get a good look down at the talking sword. huh! she hadn't been entirely delusional. (at times she almost wonders.) ]

No, just if he's a spirit. He can be a real sword and a real spirit at the same time, but I'm not sure he is.

[ her attention shifts from sword to magnus. er... ]

I didn't mean to interrupt the two of you. My name's Chihiro.

i can try to learn how to make falafel!!
i'm sure there's a recipe i can look up ( ﾟ▽ﾟ)/
omg we can make some for the whole base together

[ gods he can just. feel the perky energy in this text. ]

what, is there internet here?
haha okay, sure. why not. how big is the base, anyway? like thirty people?

ummmmmm
it's not really internet
not like how it was back on earth!!
we can probably find it in ursula's database though she has lots of stuff there

iiiiii think it's more around 40ish?

okay figured not since I haven't seen a single cat meme yet.
why does this ursula thing have so much information, anyway?

40ish isn't too bad. I've been in shelters more crowded than that.

she's not a thing she's a she
you'll hurt her feelings if you call her a thing!!!!
and she's a computer person, of course she has lots of information!!

shelters?

[ it's more than 40ish. gomen, magnus..... ]

[Kanaya walks into the kitchen carrying a cookbook from the library.]

Are you the one wanting to know how to make... uh... falafel was it?

[She only glances at the sword for a few seconds. She's seen weirder. Her primary chainsaw turns into lipstick.]

I'm guessing that it was not the sword though.

[ magnus does a double take at the sight of a gray-skinned girl with horns since. that's different. but not different enough to warrant more than a double take. maybe it's makeup maybe she's some kind of elf, whatever. ]

Yeah, that was me.

I don't have hands to text with. Or eyes to see what I'd be texting.

He also doesn't care about falafel. [ gestures at the book in her arms. ] That a cookbook?

I figured.

[The day swords grow hands and eyes is the day this planet stops being wet.]

Yes this is a cookbook. While I may not know how to make falafel, I figured that there might be a cookbook in the library.

[She opens it up, flips to the middle of the book, and holds it out.]

I found the recipe on this page.

[ magnus' eyes light up when he sees the recipe, and he'll gingerly take the book from her. ]

I love you. Marry me.

[ from his deadpan voice obviously he's. joking. or maybe he's proposing to the cookbook, that's also a possibility here. ]

Okay, do we have any of these ingredients. How well-stocked do you guys keep this kitchen? [ apparently falafel ingredients are. chickpeas, onion, garlic, spices like parsley, coriander, cumin, flour, slat, pepper... how legit has the base farm gotten. do we know. ]

[Kanaya chuckles and puts a hand to her forehead in mock swoon.]

My, my, this is quite sudden. However, I am afraid that I am already spoken for.

[She quickly gets back to seriousness once he asks about the stock.]

I am still uncertain, as I am still fairly new around here, but I am unsure if we actually have any of those. There might be some that has been salvaged or such, but I do not believe there is any of those in our farm.

oh uhm i know of someone who may know how to make falafel but i don't know if there are the ingredients to make it at the moment...?

[makoto doesn't know what the hell these ingredients are supposed to be, don't be fooled]

but if you're hungry there's other food in the kitchen!

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