War Is Coming Communications.

I find myself growing restless. Would anyone care to spar with me?

Friends, it has been too long. Will you join me at my hall for a feast in your honour? I would like you all to meet my son.


[Filtered to Bjorn and Floki]

Mig langar að kynna þig fyrir vini mínum, fjölskyldu sem tók mér í þegar ég kom fyrst hér.

Mig langar til að halda veislu fyrir þá. Ætlarðu að mæta?


[Filtered to Asgardians and their favoured guests]

I plan to hold a feast in the coming days, to bring my friends and family together. You are, as always, welcome at my table, with any guests you should wish to bring.

I'm beginning to think that I need to stop drinking. This is really not the place I went to sleep in. I don't remember drinking that much but that's the only reasonable logical explanation for this, right?

I have to get home. Pepper is going to be pissed if I'm late for dinner again. There really are only so many times you can use alien armies from outerspace.

So. I was thinking, now that we've been here for a little bit now, and we aren't dealing with any more evil vampires running around, we should do something. Just the two of us. Like a date.

I know it's a bit different from how you probably do things on Asgard, but we could do dinner and a movie or something. It could be fun.

[Lagertha and Floki]
It seems that the Seal has decided to bring two more Asgardians here! The Lady Sif and an older version of myself.

There also seems to be a young woman here about my age who claims to be my daughter Torunn. Have either of you heard tales of her?

Hello Midgardians! Well met!

Might one of you kindly point me towards SHIELD? I am not sure exactly how we came to be here this time. And I think we disturbed a grave guardian. For that I am sorry.

Okay, wow. Hello storm. We weren't expecting you today.

Anyone else think this might be more supernatural than meteorological?

James tells me that I may speak to people through this device.

Well met all! I am Torunn, daughter of Thor!

It seems several were returned home by the Seal while more have come through. My heart goes out to those that lost the ones they loved/cared for.

For those who have just arrived, greetings! I am Thor Odinson of Asgard!

Kol Mikaelson? If you're here, you owe me one Hell of an explanation.

So, Saturday, February 21 we're going to be celebrating Henrik's birthday. It's a dinosaur viking theme because that's what he wants.

Where: Our place
Time: 4-7pm

I swear you could just buy the kid wood so he can carve his own things and he'd be happy as a clam. Or books. Or of course dragon things.

I'll say it now though, if you even think of causing drama I will throw your ass out of our house. I do not care who you are. So leave the drama at home.

[Klaus]

So. Kol is in another body and is a witch. I did not see that one coming at all. I don't think he'll hurt Henrik but if he does I'm eating him.

Thor, Uncle my prince, why do you beat your anvil so?

My brother has been returned home, condemned to the future that awaits him.

I'm going to echo what Marcel said. Whoever shot D? When I find you, I'm going to make you suffer. You don't hurt my best friend like that. Christ, she's just a kid for Gods sake. What are you going to do for an encore, asshole? Steal Candy from a baby?

Displaced, you are all invited to celebrate Jólablót with us at my hall.

For those who are not familiar with our customs, we will feast for three days and three nights, to celebrate the rebirth of the Sun-goddess, Sól, and to give thanks to our mighty god Thor, for protecting us during the dark and dangerous days of winter, while his father, Óðinn, leads the Wild Hunt across the skies.

At dusk on Friday, we will perform the Jólablót and sacrifice the Jól goat. Afterwards, we feast, taking it's life into ourselves so that it may be resurrected through us.

Whether you are a believer or not, Jól is a time for friendship and rejoicing in life - sentiments which are not exclusive to my people.

You are all welcome at my hearth, on Friday, on Saturday, on Sunday and on any day in the new year.

God Jól!

Til Árs ok Frídr!


( Floki )

A merry Yule to all!

So.

Who wants to tell me why I'm here, and why I can't seem to leave?

It's rather unusual for me to find myself in a tight spot I can't worm my way out of.



Note: If you see a big blond oaf with a hammer wandering around, I've lost one. Please return him in roughly the condition in which he was found. No joyrides. I'll know.

[Filtered to Marvel + Friends]
As some of you are already aware, John Garrett, former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and self-identified H.Y.D.R.A. agent, has arrived in Lawrence. He can see this post.

He has not, at this time, given any indication that he has broken the truce nor displayed current intentions to do so. He has been informed of the situation in Lawrence and has been provided an amulet to guard against possession.

Further information regarding him may be found online, or you may speak to him yourself if you so choose; or not, if you wish. I am only attempting to keep you all informed of current events. In the loop, so to speak.

[fwd-dated to around 4:30pm, because I AM IMPATIENT]

It's official. I am officially Davina Claire Gerard. And I couldn't be happier about it.