Hogun, The Grim

Is this your first time eating it? And i think you are a bit too happy about it.

How can someone not be happy eating something as delicious as this?

Uh, yeah. 

[takes another bite of the corn dog, grinning] ... Marvelous

Dude, what the hell are you talking about and why do you look like you’re about to marry a corn dog? Seriously, that’s illegal.

A corn...dog? So that is the name of this marvelous creation?

[resumes jumping up and down] Yes! Like so! It is most fun!

[looks curiously down at the bed before hopping once, getting bounced back up. Grins up at Loki before jumping again] Why has no one informed of this before?

[grins] Bouncing! It is most enjoyable! You can bounce over on Volstagg’s bed; he won’t mind!

[looks at him confused for a moment before nodding his head and climbing up on Volstagg's bed, looking down at his feet before back up at Loki] And now I just... jump?

Hogun! I did not know you were here! [grins and waves him in] Join me, friend!

I have been here for quite awhile my friend, we must have just kept missing each other [walks into the room a few steps, watching him curiously] What are you doing, exactly?

[jumping on his bed, music blasting in the background]

[peers in the door curiously when he hears a noise] Loki?

[turns to look at him, her face void of emotion] You think I’m beautiful…?

[smiles, nodding his head] Why of course I do.

[looks over at him and shrugs half-heartedly] Nothing.

You know I do not believe you. You should cheer up, you're much too beautiful to be upset.

[sitting in the commons]

[waltzes into the common room, taking a seat next to Lorelei] And what seems to be troubling you, Lady Lorelei?

[walks over to him, raising a brow at the dummy before looking towards the guy he vaguely recognizes] Well, I mean, he isn’t even fighting back. [takes a step toward the dummy, grabbing ahold of one of the arms only to have it fall off in his hand. Let’s it drop to the ground, kicking it with his shoe and shaking his head] Another fallen friend. You were awesome while you were with us, Marcus. You really were.

[watches him for a moment, swinging the mace slightly in his hand] Was this dummy a companion of yours?

[walks in and heard his comment] You’ve got that right. I’ve lost count how many I’ve destroyed.

I did not think a mere mortal could do so.

I think it’s been proven that nothing Midgardian can stand up against us. How do they expect you to train well, while here?

They obviously do not. In order for me to get a proper hour of training in I do not believe anything in this room would be left standing.

Indeed they do not, friend. I put in a complaint to the Furious One but my attempt seems to have been futile.

If the Furious One expects us to train here one would think they would acquire proper equipment.