time for pickin'

[mikandelinquent]

Who: mikangirl, mikandelinquent, the strawhats, and any and all volunteers!!
What: Gonna save us from fothermuckin' fruit from trees. You feel me?
When: The 16th to the 17th!
Where: The mikan grove!
Summary: The snow coming in is doing a bang-up job on our fruits. Cocoyashi ladies don't much appreciate that-come help them, because they are way over their heads at the moment.

Comments

Both Days I guess! :|a

[thundercrusher]

[Well Thor isn't the collecting mikans type, so he'll be clearing up the snow. This will largely involve being up in the air and swirling his hammer in the air. Somehow this makes the clouds go away and lets the sunlight sneak through. Don't ask how it works. He's a god. It's just a god thing. Let it go.

When the clouds are cleared up (for awhile), he may go on the ground, sample a mikan, or hammer away some mounds of snow. Maybe do some heavy lifting if you bat your eyes at him real nicely. But really. He's kind of above picking fruits off the tree. He'd rather walk around looking as though he's protecting people from some mysterious and hidden danger.]

[mikangirl]

Makes sense. If the nine realms are linked together and have the same stars and space between them, there'd be recognisable constellations... [Which is what he just said, but Nami's muttering to herself. Don't mind her.]

Is there more than your nine realms, though? You know, worlds that you can't get to with your... bifrosts?

[thundercrusher]

There are many realms. Whether there are some beyond the Bifrost, I am not the person to ask. That is a matter of Heimdall's knowledge.

[mikangirl]

Heh, sorry. This kind of thing interests me. I'm a navigator.

[thundercrusher]

You study the stars, then. I met a woman on Earth who also studied them. Though she sought to navigate through the very stars themselves.

[mikangirl]

That'd be something I think I'd love to do. [Though it's not a concept she was all that familiar with before meeting any number of futuristic space captains in Luceti.] In my world, though, we've only climbed as high as the clouds.

[thundercrusher]

I cannot say how far Earth has progressed, but she was ambitious nonetheless. [There's a fondness as he talks about her. He really does miss her a lot.]

[mikangirl]

I hear a lot about Earth from the residents here. It seems to be one of the most popular places to hail from.

[thundercrusher]

It is indeed strange that so many have been drawn to this world. I have yet to find any others from the remaining eight realms, save for myself.

[mikangirl]

What are the other eight?

[Is Japan one of them :|]

[thundercrusher]

There is Alfheim, home of the light elves. Jotunheim, where the frost giants hail. Muspelheim, land of the fire demons. Niffelheim, the land of the dead. Vanaheim, once the home of the Vanir. Svartalfheim is the home of the dark elves. Nidavellir is the home of the dwarves, the great smiths who forged Mjolnir. And lastly Asgard, the realm eternal, and where I am from.

[mikangirl]

[Lots of -heims in there. L-land of the dead... er.]

So what's Asgard the home of, then?

[thundercrusher]

My people, the Asgardians. The mortals once thought of us as gods. [But. He does not say one way or another whether that's true that they ARE gods.]

[mikangirl]

[Fist smacking into palm. That's where she's heard Thor before.]

I've met someone like you. Just... a lot less charming.

[thundercrusher]

Have you? [Curious now. Maybe it was a cousin.]

[mikangirl]

He was the self-proclaimed God of a sky island and he forced the residents to build him an ark before doing his level best to destroy the whole place.

[A lot less charming. Also, bore a strange resemblance to Eminem.]