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[brosif]

[The orb comes up, and Sif is surrounded by a small but dedicated throng of villagers. All of whom are waving pieces of paper about. Her hair is disheveled, and as she brings a hand up to tug on her necklace there is a very audible crack as her elbow connects with the nose of a young maiden. It is accidental, but satisfying.]

What in all the worlds has gotten into the townspeople, this day? My autograph has been requested more times this morning than in the past month.

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[shiromadoushi]

Yours too...?

[[Here he had just thought it was another stage of the annoying cloud of fangirls... but if they were pestering others...

It may be worthy of note that Bakura is safely inside Hero Headquarters at the moment. It's safer that way.]]

[tatra]

How strange! I've been asked for my signature as well, although it's never happened before today. [ Because who asks princesses for an autograph? ] And nobody seems to want to say why.

[brosif]

[It takes Sif a moment to respond, because she has broken into a full out run.]

Yes. I do not understand the practice.

[shiromadoushi]

Back home, mostly fans asked for signatures of famous people, almost like proof they'd met them.

...we haven't done anything that would get us to be that famous since yesterday, I don't think...

[brosif]

[Aw, Tatra -- Sif is sure your handwriting is so much better than hers.]

...That is indeed suspicious.

[tatra]

I don't see that it could hurt anything, but I am rather curious.

[ladysarmour]

Your...autograph?

[brosif]

Have the villagers been accosting you as well, Lady?

[Does Sif have to smite someone?]

[brosif]

Like a token. Yet, we are considered part of this community. In a way. There would be no need to collect proof of our visit.

[ladysarmour]

I am rarely outside the castle.

[brosif]

It is your name, Lady. Surely that must hold some power.

[Foolish -- foolish of Sif, to give hers out so easily.]

[brosif]

Today would be a good day to keep to that habit.

Has anyone asked for your signature?

[tatra]

A name is simply that. A gift, from a parent or loved one, nothing more. [ Not her true name, not in the magical sense, nothing that can be used to do her harm. A royal family of magic users would never give such power so freely. ]

[ladysarmour]

Now that you mention, some handmaids begged me write for them. I thought it strange because I would not think they could read.

[brosif]

[Tatra, nothing you are saying makes sense.]

One's name is a bond. Or are the merits of your promises carried only on the strength of a cup of tea?

[brosif]

How many times did you write your name?

[ladysarmour]

Only two or three.

Is something wrong?

[brosif]

Sign it no more. And fire those handmaidens -- you can trust them not.

[ladysarmour]

I won't - I mean, I won't sign anything, but the handmaidens are under the king's employ, not mine. Please, tell me what's wrong.

[shiromadoushi]

I wonder if something's going on...

[bondsoflove]

I've been setting the papers on fire.

[halfwitch]

Maybe they think you're pretty.

[tatra]

The strength of a cup of tea, perhaps, or the strength of one's honor. Neither of which are as simple as a written word.

idk why these asgardians are so hard on him D:

[brosif]

You wonder? All evidence states that something is.

[brosif]

[Now, this is interesting. From a distance, Sif has taken Tatra's slavish devotion to manners as a sign of a simple mind. Perhaps there is more to it.]

So you are unconcerned by what may be happening?