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post-snap avengers in (and out of) the halls of mandos
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He's not quite sure where he is. He's not quite sure what he is.

He's not in his physical body. Okay, that's unusual, but not unheard of. He must be in some part of the Astral Dimension very far from the Material, because he can't see anything that resembles physical surroundings. Thanos must have used some pretty powerful magic to knock him this far out of his body—I guess they don't call them Infinity Stones for nothing—but Thanos had left Titan—

Oh wait.

He's dead. Big purple bastard must have completed his quest. Then he remembers. Big purple bastard had to complete his quest. They have one chance in 14,000,605. This isn't part of what he remembered of the one successful timeline.

He doesn't suppose it would be. The Time Stone wasn't showing him his subjective experience in the possible futures, more of an overhead view. He'd known he was going to die (and come back), but he had no idea what to expect in the interim. He hadn't really expected anything. For all of their arcane knowledge, the Masters of the Mystic Arts don't really have a tradition regarding an afterlife. He'd kind of always assumed he would just cease to exist.

What is this afterlife like?

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"What."

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"My sister—Odin's firstborn—Hela, Goddess of Death—escaped her prison. She was out of control, and she drew her power from Asgard. Destroying it was the only way to stop her. It was fated to happen."

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"Huh. Well that's inconvenient."

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"Wakanda might be able to do it. I'll check."

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"Okay. Part two of the plan is we need one of the other set of shiny rocks. Apparently there's one at the bottom of the ocean somewhere on Earth—can you give me anything more specific than that, Míriel—"

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"Off the northwest coast of the major landmass of the eastern hemisphere. I really can't be more specific than that."

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"They're extremely radioactive."

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"Well, that—will make it easy to find I suppose. Banner should have the equipment to do it—is he available?"

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"No. It's late here, I'll call him in the morning and tell him to come in."

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"Sounds good. See you."

He disconnects the call and goes back to working on his suit.

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About an hour later, the Avengers Facility calls back.

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"Hey—I thought you were going to call back in the morning."

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"It is the morning."

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"What—how long has it been since Thanos snapped?"

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"Four days."

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"What the fuck."

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"Language. How long has it been for you?"

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"Hard to say—seems like eight, ten hours since I showed up here."

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"Oh, sorry, I forgot to mention. Subjective time in Valinor passes at approximately one-tenth the rate it does on Earth."

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"... That is really the sort of thing that ought to have been mentioned. We need to get out of here—every second we spend we're wasting nine—"

"Is Banner there?"

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"Yeah, I'll put you through to the lab."

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"Hey, Tony. I've been running a scan for anomalous gamma sources. There are two major ones on Earth: one on the floor of the North Sea, the other inside an extinct volcano in Sokovia."

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"Okay neither of those sound easy to get to but the bottom of the ocean sounds better than entombed in solid rock."

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"Wait."

No one knows how Olórin got there or how long he's been listening, but he's standing at the door.

"Unless I be mistaken, this Silmaril is not entombed in solid rock." Then he added wistfully: "To think that I held it in my hand—and did not know—but of course—"

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"What do you mean?"

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