[inside Fauxhalla, Magnus is finally relaxing after a long, long day, and he's messing with a stack of Alex's tarot cards (he keeps pulling up the Fool, for some reason) on the floor, trying to remember the game Mallory taught him back in Valhalla (wait, was it a drinking game?). the paused game of Bloodbourne, the wood crackling in the fire in front of him and the music coming from Alex's studio -- energetic and Japanese and full of OPs she's too embarrassed to let him watch -- don't cover the sound of the knock, but it startles him all the same. it's not -- well, ever, that they get visitors they don't really know about, considering the wards of the place, considering they haven't had their housewarming yet, considering they live in the woods and off the grid like a couple of hippie weirdos. Magnus gets to his feet (borrowed, cute slippers on them), and peers out the window first, just in case it's like, a serial killer or something he guesses]
[it's not a serial killer; Odin will hear his name shouted against the thick bottle dream-glass of the house, and see a flash of blond hair, before the heavy wooden door opens in front of him. things happen more abruptly than they tend to, around slow and steady Magnus, who is beaming brighter than the setting sun, and -- ]
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[it's not a serial killer; Odin will hear his name shouted against the thick bottle dream-glass of the house, and see a flash of blond hair, before the heavy wooden door opens in front of him. things happen more abruptly than they tend to, around slow and steady Magnus, who is beaming brighter than the setting sun, and -- ]