IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide

[samantha_grey]

An old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.

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[samantha_grey]

[She growled and sighed. Her hands rubbed at her head and she groaned. And then, she kind of blinked.

Since when had she ever cared what anyone thought of what she did to make her life work? It was an odd realization. Putting it aside, she sighed and nodded.]

That won't be happening, but we'll talk after it's done sometime. I think we've shouted at each other enough for one day, Pyro.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Yeah.

[Some of the anger leaves his tone, which becomes more gruff.]

I've got people to catch up with.

[samantha_grey]

Same here. I'll catch you later. If you see anyone going nuts, get them to eat the apples.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Apples again? You sure these ones are good?

[samantha_grey]

They're working so far. Course I didn't need them, but we went over that already. You should eat one if you haven't already. Harmless.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He lets out a grunt of displeasure.]

I'll paralyze you myself if anything happens.

[And with that, he disconnects. Thanks for all the information, Sam.]

[samantha_grey]

[Quite welcome. She'll take it out on you during the curse silly boy.]