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[loyalhandmaiden]

[this ... is unfamiliar. very unfamiliar. Leah frowns, brow creased, and looks around her unfamiliar surroundings]

This is not Hel. This is nothing I've ever seen.

Lady Hela, are you here? [wanders around uncertainly, adding belatedly] I'll even accept Loki. With some protest.

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[ownsecondchance]

[No wonder this place is unfamiliar! There are lots of people--cheering people, screaming people, people eating all sorts of things--and odd potentially torturous devices that go in various circles and shapes! There's awful music somewhere too with someone's death wails about a baby running away with a tractor. He would have thought she'd be right at home with all this seeming misery.

To him, it's a little less familiar, but he's seen pictures and all that on the internet! However, looking at photos and actually being there to see it in person are two totally different things.

And he cannot wait to see every single thing here. Thankfully, he hasn't gotten too far in his explorations, else he would have missed her arrival entirely--and he couldn't have that happen, could he? He jogs over to her now with a few bags of blue and pink cotton candy in one hand a few strips of stiff, bright yellow tickets in another. Whether he hears her remark about a protest or not, he's not commenting.]

Leah! There you are! [He smiles excitedly. (And somewhere in a sitting atop a building, Ikol is watching and shaking his head.] I wondered where you got to! Here--[He holds out the cotton candy bags.] Try one. [He says "one" specifically since he remembers the milkshake incident and has bought multiples so he can have some too.] The mortals call it "cotton candy".