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Loki! Loki! We did it! HaHA! I knew we could do it. I only electrocuted myself once. Where are you? Come find me immediately!

Also whoever told me Loki wasn't real, you're a liar and liars never prosper. [Hrmph, so rude. It's almost enough to dampen his excitement at finishing one of his projects - almost. He's been working as apothecary, but it isn't the same as making something so new as an energy shield.]

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There have been a lot of birthdays lately. I suppose it makes sense. Summer does tend to make people horny.

Happy birthday to all the May babies!

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So long as it shall not fry him properly, I've no complaint.

I may be omnivorous, but even I have limits, my dear thunder god.

I should hope you had better taste than that, my friend.

I was a sous chef for some time, so of course I do.

Owl isn't a good meal at all. They're all feathers. Their bone structure, however, is fascinating to study.

There did seem to be quite a bit of power to his wings. What might you tell me of those?

It would depend on the type of owl he is, technically, however, their serrated wing feathers and downy under feathers break up wind resistance and allow for near silent flight - a feature unique to their species. They're generally large for their body as well, to allow for greater distance gliding to reduce the necessity for flapping and thus give them a further edge on their prey.

For all that it was not much of a challenge he was quite agile in flight for something so large.

Yes, that is a defining characteristic of owls in flight. They're quite graceful. Normally I like owls - this one, however, is insufferable.

I could not agree with you more.

Excellent! I must admit, I'm rather fascinated by all of this. I never thought I'd get along so well with mythological beings.

I never thought I'd get along so well with a peculiar scientist.

Well thank you. We're all a little peculiar here and it's much nicer than the mental institution.

Is that where you were pulled from in your world?

Oh heavens no, thank God. My son got me out of there a long time ago - enough time ago, I suppose.

I was in my lab. It was--

[Right after that failed experiment. Right before they had to start thinking about the machine again. Walter falls silent for a moment.]

...It was a difficult time.

That seems to be the case for many that are brought here.

[ He murmurs, not unkindly. ]

Yes...

But! [He claps his hands together.] Here I have new challenges! Albeit with less dead bodies so it's a little boring.

...do I wish to know what it is you do with the dead- or is that something better left unspoken?

It's not like I eat them, Thor.

I do autopsies to discover why they died. Usually it's in a strange manner so an autopsy is the best way to glean information.

We have not needed such healers in Asgard for at least an age. The idea is foreign to me, I apologize for any offence I have caused.

No offense caused at all. And I wouldn't call it "healing," per say. [He chuckled.] The subject is dead, after all.

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