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[schrodingersghost]

 [Danny had been doing a lot of thinking since getting back to the castle.  People had died, and without his powers he hadn't been able to do anything.  And that was something he just couldn't accept.  It shouldn't have happened.  And he had come to the decision that he could not allow something like that to happen again.  He goes back and forth trying to figure out how to phrase it for a bit, before finally just jotting a quick line down in the journal.]

Let's say that I wanted to learn how to fight.  Like a human.  Does anyone know how I could get started on something like that?

[Later you'll find a ghost sitting on the roof, silently forming ice crystal after ice crystal and stacking them in a small pile.  Bother him?]

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[schrodingersghost]

[He rolls his eyes.]

Fine. I'll come up with something.

[And a cylinder slowly begins to take shape.]

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[livinglavidaloki]

Alright, then. [Loki watches patiently and appears entirely unenthusiastic. Just what was he going for here, exactly? Hopefully more than just a cylinder.]

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[schrodingersghost]

[If there was one object that Danny knew, it was the thermos. After so many months carrying it he knew every wire and every ding and scratch. Slowly, it begins to take shape.]

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[livinglavidaloki]

[Oh, good--

Wait, what is that? He looks at Danny questioningly, but doesn't say anything, resolving to wait until he was at least finished to say something. An item from his world, probably.]

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[schrodingersghost]

[The thermos begins to take shape.]

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[livinglavidaloki]

[Nope, still not familiar to him. He gives a patient smile and questioning look. His patience itself was diminishing.] And... What is this supposed to be, exactly?

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[schrodingersghost]

Thermos. [The answer comes absently.]