Memory Theater

[doeswhathewants]

One of those weekends, I suppose.

[ooc: Nope, he has noo idea the memory was posted.]

Comments

[hatedbyfanboys]

Sounds like it. Why did you need her hair, anyways?

[doeswhathewants]

I had to trade a lock of her hair to the Norns so I could help save the world. It is a bit more complicated than that, but consider that the ah- Reader's Digest version.

[hatedbyfanboys]

And she still would have refused you if you told her that?

[doeswhathewants]

Yes. She would not have believed me.

[hatedbyfanboys]

Well, that sucks.

[doeswhathewants]

Yes. But the mistrust will linger only for- well, another millennia at the most.

[hatedbyfanboys]

Another millennia...? Isn't that a bit extreme?

[doeswhathewants]

That might be erring on the generous side.

I did kill them. Often. End the world. Attempt to take the throne. Plunged Asgard from the heavens down to earth.

Perhaps two millennia.