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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".

[loyalhandmaiden]

[she rolls her eyes] Of course they would send me Loki. How overjoyed I am.

[and honestly, now that she's accustomed to being here and not where she should be, those screams are almost welcome. to be fair, Hel is far less screaming and much more aggressive brooding, but the general attempt is all the same. the lights and sounds are a bit much, however

there is far too much joy, here, least of all from the boy handing her-]

You want me to eat confectionery clothing materials? [Leah gives Loki a dull look, but takes the candy, tasting it

she does not give it back]

[ownsecondchance]

[He beams at her] Wonderful! I knew you would enjoy this place as much as I!

I do. Many machines were hard at work plucking the candied cotton from its stems. [Fortunately, he has planned for this immediate eventuality and slings a new, black bookbag that has "Broxton Police Department D.A.R.E. Program" printed on the front off his shoulders and pulls out another bag of cotton candy. If one were to look inside, one would only find other bags of the same stuff all packed in there.] I have yet to see someone wear clothing made from this spun cotton, but perhaps they wear it at home where people are not as sweaty. The integrity of the cotton is sadly eaten away rather quickly thanks to the candying process.

But enough about candied cotton, where shall we begin? [He points at the midway.] Over there, you can throw all manners of things in tests of skill and destruction, and if you are victorious, your efforts are rewarded! There is one such thing there where you "skee" a ball. I have yet to discover what "skeeing" is.

[loyalhandmaiden]

It would feel much too uncomfortable were it to be worn. [Leah flicks her fingers, the candy causing them to stick together. she licks them] It is an acceptable food, though. I wonder if it can be made into a shake.

[she follows as he talks, munching on cotton candy, and looks around at the rides as they go. she made note of that bag, by the way. protect it, Loki. protect it well, for she shall come for it]

The trickster does not know a human game? I never thought I'd see the day. Do any of these throwing games involve targetting your companions?