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[banished-to.livejournal.com]

Hel is outdoors, sewing a new glove for herself. It's fairly hard to miss her, if nothing else. She always welcomes those who would speak with her.

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[derewigejude.livejournal.com]

Outdoors is the place to find Isaac when he is visiting Milliways. Really, outdoors keep his wanderlust under control for a while.

As he walks, Hel is greeted with a polite nod.

No, he does not find anything unusual about her.

[theforerunner.livejournal.com]

For the man walking back from the beach, she certainly is. He is, at least, trying not to stare; it's made easier by the fact that some of his best friends over the years have been giants. Sort of.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

She nods when she notices him, and she notices more than she admits, "Good day, lítill Maður."

They're all little Men to her.

[theforerunner.livejournal.com]

He's not going to comment on that. He fixes his eyes on her good eye -- because her face is big enough to do that -- and smiles. "Hello."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"I am Hel." her voice is a light soprano, slightly slurred by the fact that half of her mouth doesn't work right, "They named it after me." and she offers her living hand, many shake her finger tips.

[theforerunner.livejournal.com]

He goes for her palm, not at all minding that his arm will be more or less enveloped.

"A different version than the one from my world, I think." And hopefully more friendly. "Steve Rogers."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Most likely." Hel says, "I have met only one from my worlds, here, and he was a reincarnation. I have also met many versions of my father, and none were truly my father."

[theforerunner.livejournal.com]

"Loki is here?" he doesn't like the sound of that. The Gods, of all stripes, have long abandoned Steve's country and his world. He still remembers what a pain in the ass they were, though.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"I haven't seen any version of him in quite a while." Hel says with a shrug, "Some were better than others."

[theforerunner.livejournal.com]

He nods, thinking of his Fury and Sir Nicholas. There is definately one version he liked over the other.

"Well. No outside business, anyway."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Indeed." Hel agrees, "It is very nice to be here and spend some time with a sun."

[cloakitwithplot.livejournal.com]

That is new observes the Zexion that it outside.

This is very very unnerving.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Good day, lítill ómerkingur." Hel says with amusement, "You are the fourth of your kind I have observed."

[cloakitwithplot.livejournal.com]

"So I see." Zexion replies, voice blank and bland. He thinks better than to argue with her name for him. "Who are the others?"

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"I met Axel, once, and Xigbar. I have seen another, large and with dreadlocks, but not spoken with him." They all make as much difference to Hel as each other.

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Hey babe! How's it hangin'?"

Like he wouldn't say hi.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Good day, lítill ómerkingur." Hel says with a smile for him, "It hangs well."

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Cool. You get a lot of company out here, this time of year?" He bends space, beinging himself a bit closer.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Not particularly, but I do not mind. It is still beautiful. How are you doing?"

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Not too bad, you know? All things considered. This place doesn't bug me like it used to," he replies. "Kinda cool that way."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Good." Hel says, "This place is very helpful for many. I am glad that is no longer such a problem for you."

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. ...You like, considered my offer, babe?" he asks.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"I have thought." Hel says softly, "But this is who and what I am. I will, at least for the time, refuse."

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"Hey, that's cool. You know? It's good to be yourself, babe. Anyway, like, if you ever wanna check out some other kind of place, let me know, kay? 'Cause like, hot babes like you should smile."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

"Such as which kind?"