1. [accidental sound --> video]

[not_a_troll]

[Everyone who is listening can hear the sound of leaves rustling followed by a soft groan coming from someone's mouth.

After that there are footsteps that slowly fade away but get louder again after a minute or two. Apparently someone discovered the book and the small yelp followed by a referral to Odin's empty eye socket might give the impression that someone managed to step into a pinecone with his bare foot.

There is more rustling and a soft thud, the sound of someone opening a book and...]

Oh! It is a Midgardian recording device in a book!

How perfectly...impractical!

[Since the owner of this voice, Loki Laufeyson from Asgard, is really fond of any Midgardian way of communicating through long-distance connections he figures the book out in a rather quick way.

Eventually his face appears on everyone's feed, finger tapping against the screen to test if it might be a screen of touch, like his own phone of Stark used to have.]

Everyone! I figure this book of communication has been left to me with a certain purpose. So I shall ask for your aid, yes?

[Loki takes a deep breath.]

First of all, someone has provided me with white pants, yet has forgotten to give me a proper shirt. Second of all, I am fairly sure this is not Broxton.

Is there a town nearby? At least one where I can get proper garments?

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[not_a_troll]

[That is a real pity. To be stranded within an unknown realm without the world of online to entertain him with its melodies, rooms of chats and contents of downloading.]

That sounds dull.

[But he's walking now, finding the river and following the stream going downwards.]

I am not. Are you?

[calmbeforethe]

[Laughing a little.] Dull? Why would you say that?

And yes, I am. My apologies. I assumed that since you mentioned the internet, you might hail from Earth as well.

[not_a_troll]

The internet is a vast realm of amusement. One can hardly do without. Especially while being stuck at dull places.

[He is still walking, eyes focusing on the view in front of him. Still trees.]

I am from Asgard.

[calmbeforethe]

Consider this a challenge, to go without it for some time. There are many alternatives to amusing yourself, certainly?

[And, that does make her pause. Asgard?]

Asgard? You know of Thor, then?

[not_a_troll]

Aye. There might be other fun things to do, after all. Yet, I am not planning to stay for long.

[Loki raises an eyebrow at the mention of his brother's name. Even after his death his fame is still widely known. It fills him with a mixture of joy and sadness.]

Of course I do. He is my brother.

[calmbeforethe]

[Some frowning on Ororo's part. She doesn't remember her Norse mythology very well, or else she could make an educated guess right about now. Alas.]

And you, little one? What is your name?

[not_a_troll]

My name is Loki.

I am half a giant, I am not quite little.

[calmbeforethe]

[She decides to humor him.]

No? My apologies, it's hard to notice things such as size through the journal's camera. I suppose I should not have assumed.

[not_a_troll]

Apologies are not necessary.

[Loki shakes his head.]

I merely wanted to make one aware of the fact that being a mere child does not make one little by default, yes? For a child I am rather tall.

[calmbeforethe]

[Ororo smiles, quite taken by this young Loki. How cute!]

But most children are quite a bit smaller in size to adults still, are they not?

[not_a_troll]

[Loki is quite unaware of being cute.]

Of course they are. One does not have to be a genius to make a conclusion like that, maiden.

I am merely pointing out that I am rather tall. Of course not fully grown into adulthood. I would prefer staying a child, though.

[calmbeforethe]

Well now, seeing as I am rather tall for an adult myself, would you not count as little in the meantime? In time, of course, you will grow, perhaps taller than most around you.

[Ororo smiles.] Ah, and where are my manners? My name is Ororo. It is a pleasure to meet you, Loki.

[not_a_troll]

[Loki figures where she's getting at and smiles.]

Aye! Likewise, Ororo.

[For a moment he disappears from the screen to inspect his foot.]

I have to be going, though. I have to seek out this river.

[calmbeforethe]

Of course. If you have trouble locating it, please do not hesitate to ask. Myself, or anyone else over the journal network; I think you'll find that many will be willing to help.

[not_a_troll]

I am most grateful.

[Loki nods.]

I take it this journal makes use of the program of Skype, yes?

[calmbeforethe]

[Oh, Loki. Ororo is from 2003.]

Hmm. I'm not familiar with this program, so I'm afraid I can't give you an answer in good faith. I'm sorry.

[not_a_troll]

Ah! It is a programme that allows one to talk to eachother while seeing eachother on screens. Quite like this, actually.