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Oct. 5th, 2020 at 10:15 AM
Who: Dudebrocheezwizard and Valkyrie
Where: Saks Fifth Avenue
What: Fight things.
When: Right after Tony's announcement.
Status: Complete
Warnings: Y'all Asgardians play hard. There are entrails. And bits of brain. Booyah. Thor and Valkyrie did not kill one another.
Saks under attacks
Mjolnir in one hand, Stormbreaker in the other, it had only taken Thor a few minutes to realize that Midgard had been invaded. Not by mere mortals, evil though they might be, but by creatures so foul that their reek had altered him to their arrival almost immediately.
Leaving the tower, Thor heard the unmistakable, deep throated bellow of a Bilgesnape..... and then a moment later the answering roar of a fire troll. The thought of what those beasts could do to the fragile bodies of the Midgardian people enraged him.
Striding up Fifth Avenue, he felt the presence of another, "Shield Maiden," he acknowledged as they approached Saks and the chaos that had erupted in front of it.
He gave her a brilliant smile, "After you," as the familiar rush of lighting crashed through his veins.
Where: Saks Fifth Avenue
What: Fight things.
When: Right after Tony's announcement.
Status: Complete
Warnings: Y'all Asgardians play hard. There are entrails. And bits of brain. Booyah. Thor and Valkyrie did not kill one another.
Saks under attacks
Mjolnir in one hand, Stormbreaker in the other, it had only taken Thor a few minutes to realize that Midgard had been invaded. Not by mere mortals, evil though they might be, but by creatures so foul that their reek had altered him to their arrival almost immediately.
Leaving the tower, Thor heard the unmistakable, deep throated bellow of a Bilgesnape..... and then a moment later the answering roar of a fire troll. The thought of what those beasts could do to the fragile bodies of the Midgardian people enraged him.
Striding up Fifth Avenue, he felt the presence of another, "Shield Maiden," he acknowledged as they approached Saks and the chaos that had erupted in front of it.
He gave her a brilliant smile, "After you," as the familiar rush of lighting crashed through his veins.
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She adopted a walk that put weight on her toes, not her foot, and kept most of it off her calf, but she was sweating by the time they got to her rooms. "Sweet Norns, this is ridiculous." She opened her door and let him guide her inside, elbowing the door shut.
Then, and only then, did she gracefully collapse (it was not, in fact, graceful) into a heap on the couch, fingers already moving to unbuckle her boots and take them off, Stormbreaker rested against the side of the couch. "Knife from the kitchen, there's a med kit in the bathroom." she didn't even think to say please, just rattled off what she needed to deal with this mess.
By the time he got back she was sitting on the couch in a bra and underwear (she did not wear anything fancy enough to be called panties, let's be fair), leg propped up on a table, twisted so she could look at it. It was ugly - the troll had cracked the bone, burned her skin, and it was purple even under the dark warm tones.
He'd seen worse, but this looked both painful and potentially nasty if they didn't take care of it. He opened the medkit and began looking through it, "Do you want a drink now or after?" He said as he searched through the supplies.
When he handed her a bottle of something to drink, she handed the washcloth to him, it cost her a touch of pride to admit having help was useful. "Bone's fine. It'll heal straight. But Bilgesnipes are not clean creatures and I waded through enough of them to fill a pool." she lifted her leg so he could actually see what he was doing even as she leaned over to dig through the box. "Note to self: Valkyrior salve is a must. This shit just isn't going to do enough." She pulled out the aloe for the burn, then dug around for an ace to wrap it and non-stick gauze, while trying to keep the leg still for him.
After trying to get the same spot clean three times in a row only to have her move as she dug through the kit, Thor stopped and looked up, "Valkyrie, just drink and let me attend to your leg."
He wished that he could do something that would ease the pain she was in, instead he raised an eyebrow, "This would not be a girlish ploy to keep me kneeling before you, would it?"
He pulled the medkit out of her reach and began applying ointments and aloe, "You can kick me if you like, but I will remind you. I have a very hard skull and it could easily result in a need to reset the bone "
His words made her stop moving. She bit back an apology as she tilted the bottle back to take another drink. This was clearly harder than it looked, letting someone else take care of her. It went against everything she'd ever been about. Odin wrecked her sense of trust and Sakaar had not rebuilt it. A muscle in her jaw twitched as she held perfectly still besides lifting the bottle to her lips.
Valkyrie paused to look down at him. "Now there's a thought." she set the bottle down and leaned back just a bit on the couch, giving him a wicked grin. "Might be worth it to have you on your knees."
"Hilde, you have me on my knees already." She reminded him of Aragorn....always on guard, always ready to bolt.... ever watchful, easily startled into ferocity.
He gestured toward the bottle, "Will you share or do I forage for my own.l
A beat. "Might be worth it to keep you there."
Valkyrie was the rattler coiled in the tall grass. Calm but ever watchful, ever wary. One misstep would end with her lashing out. She might be injured but that only meant she was more deadly.
As a gesture of goodwill, or that's what she told herself, she held the bottle out to him. "I will share tonight."
"And what would make me worthy, Hilde?" He thought of how she had looked as the sun risen over the horizon and how she looked now, seeing the beauty in both. Taking another swallow, feeling the warmth burn down his throat, he handed it back to her.
She took the bottle back and took a drink for herself, dark eyes closing for a moment. Savoring the burn as it slid down her throat. Then slowly she opened them, looking more like a wild predator as she leaned forward, invading his personal space. "You already are worthy. The question is how hard you'd work to stay there."
Things were getting into serious territory, which made her want to bolt. She stood, metaphorically speaking, her ground instead. "I don't let the unworthy lay their fingers upon my leg." Her hand shot down to wrap her fingers around his, dragging it up off the injury to her knee.
This woman had once tossed a net over him, slapped an obedience disc to his neck and dragged him in as bounty. She'd also stood shoulder to shoulder with him and his brother as their world crumbled to ash.
He let his hand rest where she'd put it, "Working to remain worthy is all I can do, Hilde. It's all I have left to do." Thor's smile was self deprecating, "...it is obvious, I have much work to do."
Thor knew what it was like to feel as if rage and pain were the very fibers that held the fragments of yourself in place, he knew that unwinding those fibers was not easy.
Taking a deep breath, Thor said evenly, "I think the question you are asking me isn't whether or not I will work. It's whether or not If I will wait that matters." He looked down at his calloused hand on her knee, knowing what it had taken for her to move it there, rather than slap it away, "Will I wait for you to decide whether or not I can be trusted and in what matters."
His voice was gruff as he gently took the bottle from her, took another drink and handed it back.