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ASGARD GENESIS - TEST DRIVE #1

the test drive meme.

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❧ optional scenario.
As you enter Asgard proper, many of the natives have gathered into curious crowds to greet these mysterious children of the World Tree. Some of them carry baskets of flowers and nervously offer one to any Wanderers that come near. They are vibrant and colorful, picked from the wilds surrounding Asgard, and they might have an odd effect on your character if they sniff the flowers directly.

Purple flowers will make your character very giggly and easily amused by everything they see and hear.
Orange flowers will make your character feel very warm all over, like the sun is beating down on them directly.
Blue flowers will make your character somewhat short and impatient with anything that seems like even a minor inconvenience to them.

Effects of the flowers can wear off anywhere between a few minutes to an hour. And for those new to Asgard, this scenario aligns with some of the general curses we might have in the game!

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[That does nothing to soothe the spike of anxiety in her chest. Claire looks right back at him, frowning.]

What is it?

[ Jamie takes one of her hands, holding it tightly. ]

The prison I was in had to close, and so for the rest of my sentence, I was indentured to the Dunsany family at Helwater. The eldest daughter, Geneva Dunsany was to be wed, and did no' wish to--weel, she didna want her first time to lie wi' a man to be wi' someone she didna find attractive. I said no, Sassenach.

[ More than once, he'd said no. But. ]

But she discovered who I was and threatened to tell her her parents. Who would no' be verra kind to a man who fought the British and killed their only son. Threatened to have my parole revoked, I couldna--

[ He stops, hanging his head and wetting his lips. ]

Perhaps I should have accepted being jailed again, but I'm ashamed to say, Sassenach, that I couldna bear the idea of being locked away again. So. I went to her. I left her, afterward, and she married. But it was enough.

[ Now, the harder part. ]

I have a son, Claire. She died in childbirth but he is mine. I canna ever claim him as such. His name is Willie; before arriving here, it'd been nearly a year since I'd seen him. But I taught him to ride. He's braw. Loud and bratty, but braw. And smart.

[ And another child of his Jamie couldn't raise. ]

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[She's not sure what to expect. Maybe he's wed someone. Worse, maybe he's in love with someone else. They've both had lives they've lived without any sliver of a chance of seeing one another again. They had to move on.

Claire holds her breath as Jamie speaks. Yet another person after his body, but this time it resulted in a pregnancy. Her hand twitches in his grasp, but she doesn't pull away, waiting for him to finish speaking.

Just when she thinks today couldn't hold any more surprises.]

And yours.

[Her voice is so quiet she's not even sure she spoke aloud. She pulls her hand from his grasp to run her hands through her hair, messing up the neatly styled bob, and then smearing whatever make up the tears haven't washed away as she scrubs her face.]

[ Looks up at her when she pulls her hand away, a gesture that makes his heart twist in his chest. Her and her glass face, he can see it, everything she's thinking. ]

I'm sorry that I wasna stronger. I put my freedom above our vows.

[ She'd thought he was dead. Jamie very much knew that Claire was alive, even if in the future. And so, while the rest of the world assumed him a widow, truly, he was being honorable to the vows he pledged to his wife. ]

If ye're angry wi' me, I understand it, Sassenach. 'Tis why I wanted to tell ye away from Brianna.

[ In case telling her hadn't gone well. ]

[It hurts.

It hurts because she aches for him, knowing how much he wanted to be a father and how nothing worked out. They lost Faith. Fergus had to remain at Lallybroch while he was in prison, in servitude. He didn't get to raise Bree. And now there's Willie, a boy he saw grow, and got to teach how to ride, but could never truly be a father to.

Pushing her hair back and gathering her thoughts, she looks over at him again.]

I'm not angry at you. I was gone, Jamie. There weren't any vows to keep.

[It takes a long moment for her to realize she'd pulled away from him. Knowing that must have stung, if not frightened the hell out of him, she reaches over to give his hand a squeeze.]

I'm so sorry.

[He loves the boy. She can tell. But he didn't love his mother.]

[ When she holds onto his hand again, the relief that floods through him is instant, and he pulls her into his arms in an almost desperate hug. ]

I've never wanted anyone but you, Sassenach. As long as ye ken that...

[ Jamie actually trails off.

Please let her know that. ]

[She does now.]

I've only ever wanted you.

[ Jamie closes his eyes to hear that, pulling apart from her enough to be able to duck his head, whispering against her lips quietly. ]

I've burned for ye for so long, Sassenach. I've never felt whole again, no' until now.

[He has a son. It's a strange thought, just one more thing to add to everything else that's swirling around in her head, but she's glad to know. The important thing is that he's alive and they're together and no matter what, they won't be apart again. They still want one another as desperately as before, and desperate is the kiss she gives him.]

[ A son he'll likely never see again, but a part of him out in the world, nonetheless.

There is nothing, right now, that Jamie wants more than to be alone in a room with a bed and with his wife. But she still needs to see Brianna, and he's still on the clock. Pulling away with one more gentle kiss, Jamie takes her hand in his own. ]

Come, Sassenach. I promised our daughter I would return, and when she sees ye, she'll be filled wi' joy.

[On muscle memory, she laces their fingers together. Christ. Their daughter. All of them, together. She's not sure her heart will be able to take seeing Jamie and Bree standing side by side, but she smiles, nodding.]

Our daughter. Let's go.

[ With no more hesitation, Jamie leads Claire back to Brianna, and he gives them time together, stepping away. But eventually all three of them need food, and they'll need shelter as well.

While they talk, he goes off to find out how to accommodate those needs. With them all three in Frigg, it makes it somewhat easier; he and Claire will stay in one room together, Brianna close by, though he isn't sure when he'll be ready to let her remain on her own for large swaths of time. She's survived without him for so long, but he can't help himself now.

There's only one place to eat that he's seen, and so, once Brianna and Claire are ready, he leads them toward Njord, and once in the eating establishment, finds that it's much like a tavern back home. Ushering his family toward a table, Jamie goes to get the food and it may be obvious--especially to Claire--that he needs this; to take care of them, to be sure of himself in this new, strange world. He can feed his wife and daughter and give them a sure roof over their heads; two things he couldn't do nearly twenty years ago now.

When he returns with the food it's a sampling of everything that looked familiar to him, bringing it all back to their table. ]

There. Sustenance for my lasses.

[ He may or may not be beaming with quiet pride as he sits again. ]

[ He has a nurturing way about him, something Brianna had noticed quickly when they'd arrived at Fraser's Ridge. He likes to take care of them, of everyone under his watch.

Smiling fondly at him, Brianna is quick to offer her gratitude. ]

Thank you, da. It smells delicious.

[ Her stomach rumbles rather noticeably, making it clear she's been quite hungry. Taking a few bites of food, Brianna glances towards her mother, reaching out with her free hand for a moment to hold and briefly squeeze hers before letting go. So much has changed for her so suddenly, it must feel wonderful and dizzying at the same time. For Jamie, too.

Brianna never got to see this side of it; by the time she'd found her parents, they'd been together again for three years. Her mother's fears had clearly been unfounded, just as Brianna had suspected, but it must have been just as wonderful and uncertain for them then as it is now. When she'd first learned the truth about Jamie, she'd been so angry, cruel with her words even. It had taken a lot of humbling and self-awareness on her part to mature beyond that, to put her mother's well-deserved joy above her own. She should have had this all along, this happiness and peace that's so easy in her eyes now when Bree looks at her.

Now, she can be with them, see them reuniting for the first time in eighteen years, and just be purely happy for them.

A small part of her - nothing she would ever say out loud - wishes her daddy could have had this, too. With someone he loved and who truly loved him. ]

You both must be...overwhelmed? Happy, I know, but it's a lot. On top of being stuck here so far from home.

[Overwhelmed is an understatement.

Claire can count the number of times she's swooned in her life on one hand. Is she going to pass out? No, probably not, but she's been making sure to not move too quickly and avoid sharp corners just in case. Bree and Jamie both before her eyes is so jarring that she thinks she could watch them for hours. The way they regard one another. The features and mannerisms that Claire saw in Bree that reminded her of Jamie now so painfully clear when beside the man himself. It has her uncharacteristically quiet for a very long time.

But only because her heart is so full. She really does call him da. He looks at her like she put the stars and moon in the sky. Claire feels, in an odd way, like she's having a sort of out of body experience. She's merely watching, the shock and awe and wonder mixing together with the ever-growing realization that they're together. They're happy. They all accept one another.

It's everything she could want. Claire's hardly looked away from either of them since they came together.]

Oh, it's... [Jamie will have the words, she's sure. Claire's still processing and doesn't seem to have noticed the food, plate untouched.]

I'm speechless.

[She can't help but laugh because yes, she's sure they've figured that out.]

[ Jamie isn't sure he's stopped smiling since seeing his wife and daughter together, side by side. He has no idea, of course, that his thoughts run parallel to his own wife's, but he wouldn't be surprised to know it.

He's eaten a bit, only because his stomach is about as loud as Brianna's. ]

My heart's so full, I dinna ken that I was truly alive before now. I had to be, but I havena felt this since--

[ Jamie shakes his head. Since he said goodbye to Claire. From that day until now, he's been existing. That's different from living. ]

All that I wish now, is to build a life for the three of us, a home.

[ Bree has been making a very conscious effort not to dump a ton on both of them at once. It's a strange place to be, the keeper of so much more knowledge. There's a lot she could say, and should say, but she's tried to stick to only the most basic, most important facts for now. The rest can be filled in over time, when it makes sense.

Like right now.

Her smile brightening a little, she adds: ]

You do end up building a home, you know. For you and mama, in the colony of North Carolina. Fraser's Ridge, you called it.

[ Looking at Jamie now, she calls back to something she'd mentioned to him earlier, now that there's more context. ]

Remember I told you sometimes the way the sun rises over the valley is so beautiful, I have to draw it? That's what I was talking about. It's the home you built, it's overlooking the most beautiful landscape I've ever seen.

[A home is what Jamie's always wanted. Once, it was Lallybroch. The, apparently, North Carolina. And now, it will be here, and perhaps it'll be the most precious of all with Brianna.]

Good God.

[She's more taken aback that Bree and Jamie have had numerous conversations that she has no idea about. It's so... strange. Still, Claire seems to gather some of her sensibility.

And she knows that Bree's just planted quite the seed in Jamie's mind.]

We should wait before trekking out here and finding some land. We hardly know the city.

[ Finding Brianna first afforded Jamie time to get to know his daughter more than just a little as they searched for Claire. If he can build a house in North Carolina, then he can do it here, eventually. Claire's words sink in, and he reaches over, covering her hand with his. ]

Aye, for now, I think it best to stay in the temple, where we have lodging already.

[ He can see it in her eyes, the way she's overwhelmed, and Jamie keeps his eyes on her face reading, studying her just as he used to. Lucky for him, that glass face is as fragile as ever. ]

Now that we're all here together, we'll be alright.

[ It's the most practical thing right now, of course. They should stay close to the temple, to each other, and figure out more about where they are first. Just as she'd felt when finally finding them in North Carolina, Bree is in no real hurry to leave them here, either. Though, she is well aware they'll likely want some time alone for a while soon. She's purposefully not going to think much about what that time alone involves, but it's understandable. ]

Is there more you want to know about...the future? There's a lot I could tell you, but it's already been so much for one day.

[ She's worried about her mother, mostly. ]

[Claire looks down at her hand, Jamie's fitting over it always has. A heartbeat or two passes, and she turns her palm upwards so that she can give his hand a gentle squeeze. It's not the most comfortable thing, showing affection to Jamie in front of Brianna, even if she's apparently been exposed to it.]

I want to know everything.

[Eventually, about both of them. Claire looks between them before her eyes settle on Bree.]

But the most important thing, I think, is you. You're happy with us?

[Asked with a hopeful smile. It means she can be happy here, too.]

[ Jamie's very aware that the two of them have shared something over the years that he doesn't have at all. There's a connection with Brianna to be sure, it's there, but there's something else between her and Claire. So much time knowing one another, growing in the same space together. He doesn't know his daughter the way his wife does.

As such, he doesn't think about what it might mean to Brianna to see him so affectionate with Claire. He never wants to stop touching her; eighteen years is separation enough. The question makes him aware, though, and Jamie raises his hand, letting go in case the answer is that Brianna is in fact uncomfortable. ]

Aye, I dinna wish to upset ye, lass.

[ He isn't trying to replace the man who raised her, the man she thought Claire loved wholly. ]

[ She truly is their daughter, because while they're both thinking of her, she's thinking of them. If she'd been brought to Asgard shortly after her mother had first spoken the truth about Jamie, things would have been so different right now. She was angry, then, and hurt beyond measure. The mother she hadn't really been able to reach for so many years was harboring a secret that shattered her in an instant. Even so, with wisdom borne of age and separation from the most important person in her life now, Brianna feels so much regret for how she'd behaved. She was entitled to the anger and the hurt, she thinks, but nothing her mother had done could have ever warranted such cruel words at the time.

She had enough time in those years apart to reflect, to wish only the best for her parents, and to begin missing them; her mother, simply because of who she is and always was to her, but she missed Jamie, too. The man she'd never met. Or, the idea of him, rather. Those feelings, coupled with news of the fire, had been enough to compel her.

Leaning in now, Brianna nods with a soft smile, first covering her mother's hand. ]

I'm happy. You're so happy, mama. You deserve this.

[ Glancing at Jamie now, she covers his hand as well, hoping to reassure him. ]

Please keep the kissing around me to a minimum, for obvious reasons, but you haven't upset me, I promise.

[ The "obvious reasons" being that they're still her parents, and some tame kissing and soft touches in front of her are fine enough, but that's the most she wants to see in public, thank you very much. ]

[Her eyes haven't been dry since these two found her. Smiling, touched by how absolutely sweet and mature her daughter is, it's Claire that takes Jamie's hand back, holding it firmly.]

We'll behave.

[She can't help but think this is all going too well.]

[ Jamie can't help but chuckle, looking at Claire under his lashes as he holds onto her now tightly. ]

As ye ask. I'll try no' to make up for all eighteen years in one kiss.

[ He may or may not be a bit eager to be alone with his wife. For the first time, after nearly two decades. The thing keeping him from so much, now, is never wanting to take his eyes off of his daughter. ]

[ It was easier to reconcile the idea of her mother being with the love of her life when Bree wasn't around him at all. It had been hard at first when she'd arrived at Fraser's Ridge. She was happy for them, but that feeling of missing her daddy had been difficult to handle at first. It was only after spending more time with Jamie, getting to know him, that she started to realize she didn't have to think of it as choosing one father over the other. And once she knew Jamie was true to his word, that he had no intention of trying to replace the man she'd grown up with and loved with her whole heart, she could start to view Jamie more fondly.

As she'd mentioned before, there's a lot to tell. But one very big thing that she's hesitant to bring up. They still don't even know back home, and it feels easier to protect them from it, to try and deal with it on her own, in her own time.

They're so happy, she can't bear the thought of ruining that now. ]

I saw Lallybroch, you know. I met Uncle Ian, and I wanted to meet Aunt Jenny, but she was away and I had to leave in kind of a hurry to catch passage on a ship. He was so kind to me, though.

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