because mun wants to play in the marvel live action sandbox

[lunging]

Mortal, I require more of these small images of myself. I am Fandral, of the Warriors Three! Surely there are more to be found.

If they are not already as small as you need them to be, you must make them that small. You may not be a master of magic, but I am certain you can do it if you endeavor to.

You should also explore. I will not be left to rot.

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[odinsons]

[ oh fandral, he's definitely missed you. ] No, certainly not nothing.

[ he grins, shaking his head ] Yet you are the one who speaks of rotting somewhere.

[lunging]

[And he, you, greatest of friends! (At least, the greatest without the greatest gut.)]

Rotting, I shan't ever have it. This mortal thinks making one of these...journals and prettying it up a bit [with his face, he means] as if she can just...pull me out whenever she likes and not think of my own desires? She's a fool if I ever met one!

[odinsons]

[ yes. well. no one's gut can compare to volstagg........ ]

They do indeed assume great control. It has been inconvenient to say the least, but some good does come out of it—I have met many new people. Even trolls who are nothing like what we know! [ ... ] These mortals place their own desires before our own, no matter the protest that may arise.

[lunging]

[He's roughly the size of a barge!]

Yes, it seems as though they are greedy in such things, seems that way most unfortunately. [He puts a hand to his mighty beard, stroking it in thought.] You have met trolls unlike those we know of? Unlike those...creatures and their...hmm.

[odinsons]

[ does that make fandral lefou? ]

It is not... always unfortunate. [ not when there's friends in the places they're slammed into, anyway. ] I have indeed. One even is considered a friend. She wrote me into a story as one of the heroes.

[lunging]

[yes! and loki can be the asylum caretaker who voiced frollo! perfect

wait, no, fandral and volstagg are the good guys. WHOOPS.]

A troll wrote a story?

[Give him a moment. This is strange news indeed, Son of Odin.]

There are literate trolls, is that what you are telling me, Thor?

[odinsons]

[ L M A O hafsdkfjljwefkljsd crying. tho fandral is more suited to lumiere.... ]

She did. [ HAHAHA it's okay fandral. getting out into the world means learning new and crazy shit. including trolls who form sentences. ] I am—it was quite a shock to me as well, friend. There are many interesting people in the place I am currently trapped. Even those with a secret base back in their world and... a rather odd pirate. [ and then he's ticking off on his fingers ] Sif has just arrived; Jane and Darcy are there. [ ............. ] Loki, as well.

[lunging]

[Fandral is the shiniest of all talking candlesticks, thank you very much. So he'd be like...a well polished Lumiere.]

A troll who can read and write, there must be an Asgardian taking pity on them... [All said beneath his breath as he manages to listen at the same time

WHAT HO]

Sif, Jane...and Darcy, did you say? That charming, darling girl with the...soft, knitted helmet worn constantly upon her dark, beautiful locks?

[Yeah, he just saw Loki, Thor, he can deal with that later. There are Darcys to be talked about, ok ok.]

[odinsons]

[ just don't go behind dubious curtains with feather dusters. they might not be who you think they are.

he sort of expected this reaction from fandral and can't help the laugh that slips out. ] The very same.

[ and then he places a hand on his shoulder ] It is simply just a hat, my friend. Worn for style rather than protection.

[lunging]

[Slander! He only works with the finest of feather dusters and the most luxurious of curtains! None would dare interrupt him in such a...curtain appreciating state! HOW DARE YOU!]

...so it is like the horns upon Loki's [cow hat] helmet, then? And the wings upon your own? It serves little purpose but to draw attention and make it know that you are a man of great importance?

[odinsons]

[ yeah but.... you never know. something could look totally nice and be so nasty and gross underneath the feathers. he's just tryin to look out for ya bro. ]

I ...suppose that is one way to look at it. [ except his wings are way fucking cooler than some stupid knit beanie X( ] Except, it is my understanding when mortals wear hats it holds no significance to social stature.

[lunging]

[do asgardian have a brofist equivalent? if not, they should make one. that is how true and deep their broselves run, truly it is]

Yes, it seemed that those strange men in their strange "cars" wore finely tailored garment where those fleeing the scene of the Destroyer wore much looser. [Son of Coul knows how to dress, that's what he means] And...dark, reflective lenses over their eyes.

Well, we must find a hat suitable for fair Darcy and Jane Foster.

[odinsons]

[ gripping forearms?? manly chestbumps?? idk. clearly making one up is the best route to go. their own secret handshake. ]

Ah, yes. Suits! [ fuck yeah. he knows mortal things. this is awesome. ] They are some sort of protective headgear. Eye protectors. [ okay not everything. ]

I do not think Jane is partial to hats. [ plus he likes her without anything obscuring his view of her, ok. ] But I would be more than happy to help your quest to find something suitable for Darcy.

[lunging]

[Manly forearms gripping chestbumps??

Clearly, Thor is doing his Masters studying in mortal dealings. It's not like Fandral can say a different way, after all.]

Eye protectors? Perhaps it was the landscape, so full of dust and sand. [THAT MAKES SENSE, RIGHT?] Perhaps something from Asgard for Darcy, do you think?