Ultimate Balder, pre-death

[keen_eye]

So he did kill me then? Will kill me, rather? I can't say I'm surprised. Obviously, I can't say I'm surprised.

I don't know why you're surprised that I would choose to treat him the same regardless. I always knew. There was no other way to treat him if you choose to see it that way, and he is my brother. Should I not have treated him as a brother?

A sad, grim mess nonetheless. Forget what is to be for now.

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[remake]

Your brother killed you?

[keen_eye]

He will kill me. I am taken from before my death, but I've been assured that is what happens, and it matches what I know.

[remake]

O-oh.

Um.

Sorry, dude.

[keen_eye]

It's all right. I am a little surprised that you weren't questioning the idea that I was dead.

[remake]

I've sorta talked to a lot of dead guys around here before.

You're new, huh?

[keen_eye]

And how does that usually go? Tears and fears and beers?

Yes, very.

[remake]

I'm pretty sure nobody would give me beer.

It started out pretty creepy, though. I mean, wouldn't you think so if you were suddenly talking to a dude you saw die??

[keen_eye]

I would. [He grins. He looks like he might be just on the age limit but it doesn't matter. He is a god.]

[Balder's smile slips off his face.] Yes, yes I would. But the Norns must've known you needed to talk to him and given you the chance.

[remake]

[ Balder you are the coolest person in this room!! ] R-- really?

I- What are the Norns?

[keen_eye]

Of course. We do not prohibit drink to the young where I'm from. How do you like mead?

They are sisters who design people's fates.

[wolfgod]

At least you will not cower from your death.

[keen_eye]

It seems pointless to cower from something that is inevitable for all that I wish it were not our destiny. Nor do I imagine that will be the end of it.

[remake]

I-- I don't know, I've never tried it. Is it good?

---Oh. Like the, uhh, Fates?

[clobberin]

Bummer, buddy.

[keen_eye]

If you like your ale sweet, yes.

They are called that in places. The three of them perhaps saw a need for your meeting and twined your threads together.

[keen_eye]

[Not that gets him a raised eyebrow smirk.]

Just a bit. And if I did treat him differently and smack him upside the head in return for killing me well, no one would exactly understand, would they?

[remake]

U-um, yeah, then!

You don't think it just, I don't know, happened?

[keen_eye]

All right. I will share my mead with you when next the chance may come.

The dead just happened to meet the living? It seems unlikely.

[remake]

Cool.

I don't know, e-everything seems kinda. Haphazard and accidental around here.

[keen_eye]

But is meeting the dead that common?

[remake]

Well-- I guess not.

But it's more common here than it should be, probably. Considering they're dead...

[keen_eye]

Perhaps we're in Hel?

[remake]

U-um. I-I-- I don't think.

Shouldn't I remember dying? And you're not dead yet...

[keen_eye]

[He chuckles.]

Calm yourself, it was in jest. I don't think the valkyries come for us yet.

[remake]

--oh. Well-- it's just.

I mean, good. I don't think I'm ready.

[keen_eye]

One would hope not. You are awfully young for such a thing. Yet you are dressed for war?

[remake]

Um, sort of. It's complicated.

You don't look old enough to be ready either.

[keen_eye]

I was raised in a war, raised fighting. Though truly we are all born ready to die.

[remake]

That-- that sucks, dude.

[keen_eye]

That's life. It's a privilege.