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Rae sat up and pointed to the carton of fries.. there was still some in there. "Take those as a peace offering, she likes fries as much as I do although she isn't willing to admit it most days." xd

She would let John trot off to his doom before sprawling back out over the couch, laying across the warm spot he had vacated. "I'll be here to help you heal your wounds when you feel like escaping from my daughter!"

There was the soft clatter of a metal spoon against a ceramic bowel from behind the kitchen on the main level and a moment later a door opened with a wash of light down the little hall beside the kitchen.

A head poked out into the hallway and a pair of purple eyes looked at John for a moment in shock.

The moment didn't last that long though before the door opened wider and a teenage girl, a few inches taller than Hono'o stepped out to look the big man up and down as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Her hair was a cheery light lavender color this week, the shade that plastic easter grass was done in to contrast with the deeper purple of her eyes. Despite her mother's implications that the girl was a boring book worm Samantha was dressed in a trendy little sleeveless blouse and a matching pair of pinstriped maroon pants.

"Did she bring you home like a stray cat? My brother keeps trying to do that, luckily Evan's housekeeper makes him take them to the animal shelter after a night or two..." There was the slight implication that she would insist that her mother take John to the pound in the morning too, but there was also a hint of a smile to her lips as she leaned against the door jamb of her room, framed by the light.

Sam took the fries from him, smiling a bit wider as she looked in the box. "French fries and Frosted Flakes don't usually go well together, but I might eat them for breakfast if Mom doesn't beat me to them..."

She politely ignored the tears in his eyes. "I hear that most mortals tend to do that under a certain age... and I have been told that it works in reverse after a certain age as well!" xp

"So, are you back.. or just stopping by?" The teen asked as she turned to place the box on her desk, revealing a room done all in shades of white and purple, stacks of books were set in neat piles on the table and next to the bed, with a few very large volumes laying open across the foot of the bed along with a small silver laptop computer.

"I Don't really care Johnathan... perhaps if my plan had gone right when I transferred to this body it would mater to me whom my 'mother' decided to bring home. But I am more myself than Hono's child, so I am more than grown up enough to deal with adult relationships... although I am not interested in one for myself." She brushed a few strands of hair behind one ear with a knowing smile. "But you might want to step lightly around my baby brother, he may look rather grown up, but he is an innocent."




"Anything, mostly history though... I missed quite a lot while I was sulking in my avatar. I am catching up, but I had to design a computer program to help me sort through a lot of the misinformation. History is mostly written by the victors, but if you look closely you can find the other side of the story... It would have been a lot easier if I had just come to my senses and paid attention..." Sam dismissed the thought as she shook her hair over her shoulders and shot a wink at the big man. "And you wouldn't have Hono to put you up!"

"It was... hopeless." She laughed softly with a shake of her head as she pulled the chair out from behind her desk and offered it to the big man before sitting on the bed herself. "A quarter of it was backwards... but there were a few bits that looked right at first glance and then had a misinterpretation in the core. If I could get my hands on the author I would be tempted to shake him. But he did appear to have a lot of things right, and that is surprising since so very little is known about the Tribals."

Sam typed a few things into the laptop before closing the lid. "I find myself making notes in the first language I learned to write... it is a bad habit since technically it is a dead language, and anyone trying to decipher my notes would garble them even worse, but I love the look of runes... no matter what is written they always flow in ways that newer languages just can't match!"

Samantha sat up a bit straighter, her posture going from good to ridgid in the space of a few words. "I can help you relearn the runes, and the basic spells... in fact Hono'o knows a lot of those, although she never uses them."

He wasn't Odin, and there were a lot of things in her memory that were the sole property of the All Father... despite her banishment from his side, she was still his raven and she would keep his secrets even past her own death.

Her eyes widened slightly, but then she smiled. "Yes.. they are names, but they are also titles... like how Munin is a name and a title. They belonged to Thor as Hugin and Munin belonged to Odin."

"Tanngrisnir and Tanngnjóstr are the goats who pulled Thor's chariot... they were also one of his favorite sources of nourishment." She was kind of glad that she hadn't ever been close to those two... At least Odidn didn't kill and resurect her on a regular basis.

"Any idea what brought them to your mind?" On an impuls she leaned back across the bed to grab a pen and another pad of paper. She started with easy things, names of people that he might remember from his past life.

Sam turned the paper around, with just the four names on the page. Hugin, Munin, Odin, and Thor... it would be interesting to see if he could read any or all of them.

"It would be interesting to try, but I am not entirely sure if it would work on anything at all or without the hammer..." It was an interesting idea, would the magic of Thor and his hammer together again be enough to defy the science of this modern age that they were stuck in.