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[gotohel]

I'm not quite sure I grasp what it is you plan on doing with me. Do you know what you plan on doing with me? No? That's...reassuring.

Well. Whatever it is I hope you make it fun. I deserve a bit of fun. Perhaps on my dear uncle's expense. That could be fun. He's shorted me many souls that should have been mine. He owes me.

I would like to see what the fuss of Midgard is as well, as I currently do not understand it.

(ooc: likely Avengers spoilers inside - Hel, Goddess of the Underworld, and daughter of Loki. Put in the Marvel Live Action timeline, but not to the point where she's Hela from the comics. Not yet, at least. Possible in the future, however~)

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[fotlenke]

You should visit Midgard when you so please, Hela.

[gotohel]

I have before, but it has been many years since my last visit. They seem to have advanced profusely since then, though I still fail to understand the obsession Father has come to have with it. (Not that she sees dear ol' Daddy much, but she has the ability to see things. And hear them through the dying)

Do you visit often?

[fotlenke]

Your father and all the other men and women of Asgardia.

[She clasps her hands, green light emitting, then unfolds. Upon her palm now stands an iced, cream-topped milkshake. Dark chocolate, mint-tasting. She holds it out.]

When I have time. Here. Try.

[gotohel]

They're so...weak.

(nope, she really doesn't get the appeal of Earth. For Thor she always suspected it was a bit of an ego stroke for him, popping down and creating a storm, and they would worship him. Her, on the other hand they shunned, and warded against. There was a bit of bitterness. She's her Daddy's daughter)

What is it? (She's going to tentatively take it, and sniff it)

[fotlenke]

Just as the immortals before obtaining the apples.

[She sighs. Poor Hela. Sigyn sees not what terrified the mortals into banishing Hela to her Hel. She only sees a unique child, hurt by prejudice.

When Hela takes the milkshake, Sigyn's all warm smiles.]

A Midgardian desert. Take a taste. Your handmaiden likes it as well.

[gotohel]

There are no golden apples for them. So they remain weak and petty, always arguing amongst themselves.

(She leads a difficult life. Even if she is a ruler now, she was still plucked from her home, and her mother when she was young by Odin, against her will, and he made sure to spread the siblings out as well. She rules the underworld, and when people think of her, it's always negative. Someone they never want to encounter. It's grating.

She's never really understood Sigyn, but she doesn't say anything, instead just, after a slight frown, taking a small sip, letting the flavour spread across her tongue) It's...refreshing.

eee, you play such an adorable hela!

[fotlenke]

[Sigyn doesn't comment on Hela's voiced opinions of the mortals. To each goddess their own.

When Hela takes a sip, Sigyn beams.]

Do you like it?

awww thank you! :3

[gotohel]

(She just has bitterness built up. :c She's not like Sigyn. But she doesn't mind. Instead she just takes another small sip of the minty drink)

It's interesting. What is the purpose of it?

oh hi Hel

[bringer_of_sorrow]

Looking to cause a bit of mischief?

[Mother is so happy to see you, dear Hel.]

hi mommy

[gotohel]

And to see what Father is up to. (it's been a while since she's seen him. She's...relieved he has returned. Partaking in the mourning in Asgard hadn't been enjoyable.

<3

[bringer_of_sorrow]

Be wary, he is not himself. [Translation: He has spent too much time in the presence of the Chitauri and their mysterious leader. ]

:'D

[gotohel]

I am aware. Perhaps a familiar face will bring him to his senses. (His baby girl, and all. His only girl. Shouldn't that make her special?)

[bringer_of_sorrow]

[She's never trusted his loyalty to family as he did nothing when to keep Aesir from separating them all in the first place.]

Perhaps, but do not forget he did not fight the judgement that sent you and your brothers away from us.

ring-a-ling

[flaerd]

The mortals never quite grasp what it is they have come in contact with, but their mind can be so malleable because of it.

Beneficial, yes?

hey daddy-o

[gotohel]

(a brief pause to consider it) To manipulate, yes, however they do seem to be rather headstrong. Assured of their ways. Unbelieving in higher powers. (except for God. But that is ridiculous. There isn't one God, and they're stupid for thinking it)

What up

[flaerd]

[ Yes, now you're thinking. ]

And it is ever entertaining.

[ Pause ]

My dear Hel, how are you?

Re: What up

[gotohel]

Their bodies are weak, however. I see much of that. They die young. (Even when they're old they're young, after all. It makes her wrinkle her nose)

I am well, Father. Curious, but well. How are you?