[Another Johnson Accidental Audio Post]

[justwonthegame]

[Someone is muttering into their device intermittently in a New Zealand accent.]

Come on…..answer your bloody phone, Axl. … Pick up… Ugh, come on! As if this day couldn't get more shit.

[A pause. Mike is holding his phone away from his face and looking at it, and the reason you can tell, is he’s pressed a button and switched the video on. He frowns at the screen, and ends up talking quietly to his phone.]

What the hell are you doing?

[He turns the phone off. A few minutes later, a text message goes up on the Network.]

Axl if this is your phone I’m reaching I’ve got no idea where the hell I am. Call me back and pass the phone to Olaf.

Don’t tell him to text me back.

Don’t tell him to read this.

Shit. And tell him it's already on.

Are you all ok?

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[justwonthegame]

It is a phone. It's my mobile. I get it, though, no communication between universes. Not that Olaf would know how to answer it anyway.

Sorry if I offended you or anything, by the way, I just don't think I've heard of Aesir outside of the context of... [he breaks off to smile sort of sheepishly.] ...well. Norse gods.

[asofwar]

You have not offended.

[Wave a sword around and suddenly you're the goddess of War. Oh, mortals. So adorable, in their own way.] The Norse did think us gods, after all.

[justwonthegame]

You're telling me you're actually Sif of old. Original Sif.

[asofwar]

The one from the books, and so on and so forth, yes.

[justwonthegame]

[Dead air for a moment. He actually doesn't know what to say to that.]

Then, trust me on this: do NOT leave Asgard.

[asofwar]

[You lost the game.]

You are too late on the advice, there.

[justwonthegame]

[Knowing what to say is not a game. It's his brother's power.]

Go back, then, before the mortals turn against you.

[asofwar]

[S-SNORT?] I should see them try.

[No, she would not actually, but it would be interesting. Most likely.] Why the urgency?

[justwonthegame]

Just...trust me, it's a bad idea.

[asofwar]

We know each other for no longer than ten minutes and you are asking for trust so soon?

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[justwonthegame]

[There's got to be a way to lock this. Ah. Here.]

I'm Ullr.

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[asofwar]

...I thought you were Mike.

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[justwonthegame]

....yes, I'm both. My name is Mikkel. But I am Ullr.

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[asofwar]

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[asofwar]

If you are going to call me mother, I shall end this conversation here.

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[justwonthegame]

What? [Olaf didn't tell him that! Dammit, grandpa!] No, it...doesn't work that way. The sprog of a god and goddess ends up a god as well, but which god has nothing to do with myths. My mum was Freya.

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[asofwar]

Good. We have that clear. The myths did most definitely not.

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[justwonthegame]

So, they got that bit wrong entirely?

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[asofwar]

Especially that part. I do not have children - and I am not wed to Thor.

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[justwonthegame]

Thank god. I thought I might have to question your judgment.

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[asofwar]

You follow him to Midgard once in your youth, and suddenly bards sing of your wedlock.

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[justwonthegame]

Things never change, apparently.

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[asofwar]

So, how can you be a mortal yet a god at the same time?

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[justwonthegame]

Mm, I never said that, did I? I think I might need more proof of you being Sif than just your say so. Fair's fair.

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[asofwar]

I do not think I should be the one being tested here.