A warning, kits and kiddies: this journal entry gets a little "NSFW" in spots. And this time, no pictures. Perverts.
Well, the exploding truck exploded and cleared a pretty good hole for us to rush in there. The others did their commando thing and we had the guys who were left pretty well on the ropes. I helped a little; I tried that thing I did by accident on Josh a few weeks ago on two of the giants and it knocked them out for a bit, but not for as long. Andrew let me test it on him later to see how long it would last against people like us, and it seems like it's just a handful of seconds.
But! I'm getting ahead of myself! While we were dealing with those guys, Hal, or maybe it was Cindy?, spotted something and shouted at us to get back. Hal flew superman-style out of there and snatched up Kennedy like she was Lois, and then grabbed me (Jimmy Olson in this analogy, I guess) along the way and squirreled us away behind a rock as whatever the hell he had seen exploded like a marthafocker and lit the whole canyon on fire.
Aaaaaaaaand then everyone was naked (well, Ken and I were fine, but everyone else was as skyclad as a witch on Samhein). I think we need to get superhero costumes to wear under our civies, something that doesn't get burned off just because of a little explosion. Though given what this precipitated, maybe it's better if we don't.
Hal flew into the fire and got out Cindy and Claire, who were a little singed but they healed up pretty quickly. Andrew was nowhere to be found, so I asked the music where he was while everyone else took stock of the situation and oogled each other silly (I assume; I didn't actually notice they had gone au natural until after I finished playing). Cindy and Claire were being pretty shameless too, while Hal was being a gentleman (mostly) and Ken was being a lady (partially).
Hal airlifted us all over to the other side of the blaze and we took off down the tunnels. They were huge and cold and empty, and we didn't see anyone there, much less any evidence of Andrew. We found a door and burst through, where we found a giant drinking hall (literally, a drinking hall forgiants) and Utgard-Loki's gate, guarded by a few more giants and a crazy-looking gianter-giant.
It looked like they were spoiling for a fight, but I was still worried about Andrew so I asked them nicely if they knew where he was. That stopped them in their tracks and they let down their guard. I described him a bit, they asked a question or two, and then BAM! Claire and Hal sucker-punched the shit out of him and he down. I was pretty shocked/surprised, but I managed to keep the other giants from freaking out. By this point Andrew and shown up in weird clothing and he had made his way over to the gate where he started digging the Utgard-Loki gems out of the structure. I dismissed the giants and they ran for it, but just as they reached the door a mess of Valkyries headed up by the Madam Director burst in and skewered all of them to death.
It was about then that Utgard-Loki decided to start making his entrance. We hurried to dig out the remaining gems, but the portal activated and he looked through at us and stuck his arm through. I gave him my best blinding smile to buy us a few seconds and Andrew bought us a few more by doing that voodoo thing he do. We managed to close the portal, but not before Utgard-Loki creeped us the fuck out by laughing and speaking Andrew's name. C-c-c-creeeeeepy.
Things moved fast for a while then, and then they slowed to a craw. The Valkyries rushed forward and secured the room and pushed forward with the battle with the remaining giants while we were allowed to rest over by the wall (Andrew had apparently infiltrated their army and tricked most of them into leaving through a side entrance, but they were headed back now).
I... did a bad thing then. Well, not bad. Aphrodite's ring isn't bad, just a little mischievous, maybe. But after all the oogling earlier, I just had to know: I used it and learned... well here, I'll stick in that chart I scribbled up for Andrew when I was conferring with him:
(Red lines are for relationships that are happening, pink lines are for relationships that are possible, and the black line is for A TERRIBLE IDEA.) The ring said that depending on how things went, Cindy might be a good match for Claire or the Director (who I'm pretty sure is Brynhildr), Claire had some sort of association with her tech eyepatch, and Hal might work with either Ken or Claire. Well I was terribly curious about what Claire's association with here eyepatch might mean so I started wheedling information from her about that. Hal and Ken would have a much more stable relationship, I think, so I touched them off together, and that just left Cindy and the Director, so I tried to get them to touch base about the plan, just to see what would happen.
Hal and Ken... well, they were way WAY easier than I could've hoped. I barely had to do anything at all, so I can't really credit myself with them. They got to talking while Hal was, erm, harvesting the guy he killed's hair, so he gave it to Ken since she "could make better use of it than him," which just opened her up like a flower. They spent the rest of the time chatting and being all serious and adorable, so I pretty much just butted out.
Initially, I had thought Cindy and the Director might be a good pair, but after I let Andrew in to my little scheme and found out more, I'm not so sure. I looked up a bunch of stuff online about Brynhildr (that's who she is, Andrew thinks, and it looks right to me too), and I get the feeling that she and Cindy would be really good for a good long while, and then horrible tragedy would befall the pair. I'm sure it would make for a very mythic story, but I like to think we can do better than that for them. Especially if half the shtuff the myths say Brynhildr went through actually happened to her.
Such a poor dear! I'll find someone for her. She saw through my smalltalk immediately when I went over to do some recon so I pretty much had to say right out that I was trying to matchmake for her. She got one of those "I should've known" smiles on her face and said she wasn't interested in dating right then, but everyone says that and it's never true, in my experience. I doubt she'll be so disinterested when Mr./Ms. Right shows up on her doorstep with flowers and chocolate. I wonder if Valkyries would prefer swords and chocolate or spears and chocolate? The chocolate, though, I'm quite sure of.
Then I went over to Andrew to get his advice. He hadn't been napping when Claire had gotten hit with a paintball, so I figured he might know more about the eyepatch than me, plus I wanted a co-conspirator and since he didn't have any potential love interests in the room, I figured it was safe enough for him to know. He told me what he knew and then we reassured each other that yes, all this Scion stuff was really weird, but at least all of it was pretty much equally weird (I can blind people by smiling at them, he gets blown clear of explosions without a scratch on him). I promised him I'd find him someone cute and bookish and he got all flustery. People always freak out so much when you tell them you're going to find them the love of their life. It's adorable, really.
As for Claire and her eyepatch, I'm pretty sure the ring was telling me she and the guy she's been arguing with online have potential, but Andrew says that that guy is Ares which makes me think that would be a BAD IDEA and I'm inclined to agree. Everything I've read about Ares says he's a scary dude, and not in a fun way. I tracked down this one TV show about the Olympian gods called "Valentine," and in that one he liked to turn whatever he had, ahem, had his way with the night before into some sort of fox or rabbit or something the next morning so he could hunt it down before getting on with the day. Plus he's kinda dating my birth mother. I don't think she'd mind me setting him up with my cute young Irish friend, but I should probably check in with her first anyway.
That left Clair and Cindy, and those two gravitated towards each other like freaking rare earth magnets. Horny rare earth magnets. They -- I kid you not -- had an amateur softcore porn shoot right then and there in the hall, with Valkyries bustling about and watching and everything. They goaded each other into agreeing to go out on a date later, and then Cindy stripped naked while Claire took pictures. I just, I don't even know what to say. This is the easiest group of friends I've ever set up, and I've set up a lot of my friends.
So, my dear journal, that's where we are now: Hal and Ken are well on their way towards a nice, mature relationship, Claire and Cindy are going to volatile as all get-out but hopefully they'll find a way to make it work, I need to keep an eye out for Andrew and Brynhildr's true loves, and Ares I just need to keep an eye on. Seriously, that guy scares me and I haven't even met him yet.
Maybe I should start keeping my journal tucked in my sax case, where no one else can get at it...
Well, the exploding truck exploded and cleared a pretty good hole for us to rush in there. The others did their commando thing and we had the guys who were left pretty well on the ropes. I helped a little; I tried that thing I did by accident on Josh a few weeks ago on two of the giants and it knocked them out for a bit, but not for as long. Andrew let me test it on him later to see how long it would last against people like us, and it seems like it's just a handful of seconds.
But! I'm getting ahead of myself! While we were dealing with those guys, Hal, or maybe it was Cindy?, spotted something and shouted at us to get back. Hal flew superman-style out of there and snatched up Kennedy like she was Lois, and then grabbed me (Jimmy Olson in this analogy, I guess) along the way and squirreled us away behind a rock as whatever the hell he had seen exploded like a marthafocker and lit the whole canyon on fire.
Aaaaaaaaand then everyone was naked (well, Ken and I were fine, but everyone else was as skyclad as a witch on Samhein). I think we need to get superhero costumes to wear under our civies, something that doesn't get burned off just because of a little explosion. Though given what this precipitated, maybe it's better if we don't.
Hal flew into the fire and got out Cindy and Claire, who were a little singed but they healed up pretty quickly. Andrew was nowhere to be found, so I asked the music where he was while everyone else took stock of the situation and oogled each other silly (I assume; I didn't actually notice they had gone au natural until after I finished playing). Cindy and Claire were being pretty shameless too, while Hal was being a gentleman (mostly) and Ken was being a lady (partially).
Hal airlifted us all over to the other side of the blaze and we took off down the tunnels. They were huge and cold and empty, and we didn't see anyone there, much less any evidence of Andrew. We found a door and burst through, where we found a giant drinking hall (literally, a drinking hall forgiants) and Utgard-Loki's gate, guarded by a few more giants and a crazy-looking gianter-giant.
It looked like they were spoiling for a fight, but I was still worried about Andrew so I asked them nicely if they knew where he was. That stopped them in their tracks and they let down their guard. I described him a bit, they asked a question or two, and then BAM! Claire and Hal sucker-punched the shit out of him and he down. I was pretty shocked/surprised, but I managed to keep the other giants from freaking out. By this point Andrew and shown up in weird clothing and he had made his way over to the gate where he started digging the Utgard-Loki gems out of the structure. I dismissed the giants and they ran for it, but just as they reached the door a mess of Valkyries headed up by the Madam Director burst in and skewered all of them to death.
It was about then that Utgard-Loki decided to start making his entrance. We hurried to dig out the remaining gems, but the portal activated and he looked through at us and stuck his arm through. I gave him my best blinding smile to buy us a few seconds and Andrew bought us a few more by doing that voodoo thing he do. We managed to close the portal, but not before Utgard-Loki creeped us the fuck out by laughing and speaking Andrew's name. C-c-c-creeeeeepy.
Things moved fast for a while then, and then they slowed to a craw. The Valkyries rushed forward and secured the room and pushed forward with the battle with the remaining giants while we were allowed to rest over by the wall (Andrew had apparently infiltrated their army and tricked most of them into leaving through a side entrance, but they were headed back now).
I... did a bad thing then. Well, not bad. Aphrodite's ring isn't bad, just a little mischievous, maybe. But after all the oogling earlier, I just had to know: I used it and learned... well here, I'll stick in that chart I scribbled up for Andrew when I was conferring with him:
(Red lines are for relationships that are happening, pink lines are for relationships that are possible, and the black line is for A TERRIBLE IDEA.) The ring said that depending on how things went, Cindy might be a good match for Claire or the Director (who I'm pretty sure is Brynhildr), Claire had some sort of association with her tech eyepatch, and Hal might work with either Ken or Claire. Well I was terribly curious about what Claire's association with here eyepatch might mean so I started wheedling information from her about that. Hal and Ken would have a much more stable relationship, I think, so I touched them off together, and that just left Cindy and the Director, so I tried to get them to touch base about the plan, just to see what would happen.
Hal and Ken... well, they were way WAY easier than I could've hoped. I barely had to do anything at all, so I can't really credit myself with them. They got to talking while Hal was, erm, harvesting the guy he killed's hair, so he gave it to Ken since she "could make better use of it than him," which just opened her up like a flower. They spent the rest of the time chatting and being all serious and adorable, so I pretty much just butted out.
Initially, I had thought Cindy and the Director might be a good pair, but after I let Andrew in to my little scheme and found out more, I'm not so sure. I looked up a bunch of stuff online about Brynhildr (that's who she is, Andrew thinks, and it looks right to me too), and I get the feeling that she and Cindy would be really good for a good long while, and then horrible tragedy would befall the pair. I'm sure it would make for a very mythic story, but I like to think we can do better than that for them. Especially if half the shtuff the myths say Brynhildr went through actually happened to her.
Such a poor dear! I'll find someone for her. She saw through my smalltalk immediately when I went over to do some recon so I pretty much had to say right out that I was trying to matchmake for her. She got one of those "I should've known" smiles on her face and said she wasn't interested in dating right then, but everyone says that and it's never true, in my experience. I doubt she'll be so disinterested when Mr./Ms. Right shows up on her doorstep with flowers and chocolate. I wonder if Valkyries would prefer swords and chocolate or spears and chocolate? The chocolate, though, I'm quite sure of.
Then I went over to Andrew to get his advice. He hadn't been napping when Claire had gotten hit with a paintball, so I figured he might know more about the eyepatch than me, plus I wanted a co-conspirator and since he didn't have any potential love interests in the room, I figured it was safe enough for him to know. He told me what he knew and then we reassured each other that yes, all this Scion stuff was really weird, but at least all of it was pretty much equally weird (I can blind people by smiling at them, he gets blown clear of explosions without a scratch on him). I promised him I'd find him someone cute and bookish and he got all flustery. People always freak out so much when you tell them you're going to find them the love of their life. It's adorable, really.
As for Claire and her eyepatch, I'm pretty sure the ring was telling me she and the guy she's been arguing with online have potential, but Andrew says that that guy is Ares which makes me think that would be a BAD IDEA and I'm inclined to agree. Everything I've read about Ares says he's a scary dude, and not in a fun way. I tracked down this one TV show about the Olympian gods called "Valentine," and in that one he liked to turn whatever he had, ahem, had his way with the night before into some sort of fox or rabbit or something the next morning so he could hunt it down before getting on with the day. Plus he's kinda dating my birth mother. I don't think she'd mind me setting him up with my cute young Irish friend, but I should probably check in with her first anyway.
That left Clair and Cindy, and those two gravitated towards each other like freaking rare earth magnets. Horny rare earth magnets. They -- I kid you not -- had an amateur softcore porn shoot right then and there in the hall, with Valkyries bustling about and watching and everything. They goaded each other into agreeing to go out on a date later, and then Cindy stripped naked while Claire took pictures. I just, I don't even know what to say. This is the easiest group of friends I've ever set up, and I've set up a lot of my friends.
So, my dear journal, that's where we are now: Hal and Ken are well on their way towards a nice, mature relationship, Claire and Cindy are going to volatile as all get-out but hopefully they'll find a way to make it work, I need to keep an eye out for Andrew and Brynhildr's true loves, and Ares I just need to keep an eye on. Seriously, that guy scares me and I haven't even met him yet.
Maybe I should start keeping my journal tucked in my sax case, where no one else can get at it...
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