<div class="floatleft">(http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/jotunusmc/MAN-18279.jpg)   </div><strong>Name:</strong>Jane Foster<br/><strong>Title:</strong>(future) Stark Industries Consultant<br/><strong>Locale:</strong>Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Time:</strong>10:00 pm, Wednesday<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sometimes, she thought she was really crazy.<em>Actually</em>crazy. That she’d dreamed it all up in some delusional  fit - the bridge theory, inter-stellar travel in ancient times, other worlds, Thor, all of it.<br/><br/>But Jane Foster still had her notebook, proof that she<em>wasn’t</em>insane. Her research had basis in scientific reality, and Thor and the rest of the Asgardians were real as well. She wasn’t as certain about the status of her “relationship” with the demigod, if you could call it that. Put a whole new twist on “long-distance,” for sure, but with barely any communication between them except for a few rare visits in the years since they’d met…Jane had to wonder if she was confusing her conflicting emotions for love.<br/><br/>What mattered, though, was her research. And now she was able to continue doing what she loved (without any government influence breathing down her neck) and felt closer every day to finding real evidence.<br/><br/>Tonight, she was in another cramped camper converted into a lab and living quarters, poring over her notes from earlier in the day. She’d come to northern Ontario to follow up a new lead. Anthropology certainly wasn’t her field of expertise (though she'd loved indigenous cultures since she was a girl), but she still thought she might be onto something with the Ojibwe, and she hoped her interviews with tribal elders who still remembered the old oral histories might unearth some truths.<br/><br/>They were reluctant to speak openly to her, but what she’d learned so far was that one of their tribal legends bared some resemblance to other ancient people’s tales that might correlate with extraterrestrial visitors. According to legend, at the tribe’s origins, seven great<em>miigis</em>- radiant or iridescent beings - appeared to them to teach them the<em>mide</em>, spiritual medicine or magic.  But one of the beings was too powerful and killed the humans in its presence. The remaining six, however, remained long enough to establish the six clans -<em>doodem</em>- of the tribes before disappearing again.<br/><br/><em>Sounded like a pretty familiar story.</em>In the next few weeks, she’d arrange a visit to view some of the oldest<em>wiigwaasabak</em>and hoped she could find recorded evidence of her theories in those birch-bark scrolls.<br/><br/>Jane<em>knew</em>she was right. She just had to prove it.