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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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For the briefest of moments, she thought about everything that had happened over the years - she'd dragged him in as a bounty, sold him, helped his brother, then stood with them both as their world crumbled to ash, burned as if there was no tomorrow. Something inside cracked - She hadn't really grieved for the loss of Asgard, or the loss of Loki. She'd stuffed it all down because she had a job to do. She had a people to take care of.
And suddenly she felt the weight of the losses crush down on her shoulders. She found she had always had room in her heart for both of them. She had a unique bond with Loki, but Thor had worked his way in without even trying and now, years after she'd lost one brother, she was staring down the other. And part of her didn't know what to do with this situation.
"You are not the only one with work to do." Val ran on spite, anger, pain, and alcohol. That was what made up the entire core of her being, pulling that apart to admit anything else was hard and unwinding the fibers that made her soul up she had a lot of introspection to do.
"Thor," she said with a roll of her eyes, "I suppose, that might be one of the questions, sure. And that? That is on you." she stared down at him, canting her head a little. "You have to decide what you want. You know me, I am an honest person - what you see is what you get," not entirely true, "I do not play games, I absolutely refuse to do that."
"What you let others see is a very small portion of what I want from you, Shield Maiden." He kept his hand still despite the urge to slide it further up her muscular leg.
"I do not play games with people, Hilde." He noted the amount of alcohol left in Valktire's bottle, levered himself off the floor, "Where is the rest of the alcohol, Valkyrie."
She couldn't deny the fact when she felt anything it was with the full force of her ability. She did nothing in halves. She looked at him, as if puzzling something out, sorting out something that shook loose things she hadn't let loose in a very long time. "A very small portion, hmm?" she repeated back carefully, amused, the lilt of her tone gave that away. And intrigued.
"Kitchen, bottom cupboard, left of the sink." She had well stocked herself, thank you, there was plenty in there. And most of it as hard as she could have purchased in the state. She pushed herself up after him, glad his back was to her as she wobbled a step then sat back down with a huff.
"Oh, Valkyrie. I have dared many, many things. I do not trifle with you, not out of fear, but because, " He took a long drink, belched, "TO ASGARD"
"Because we have stood together in the best of times and the worst of times."
He leaned back against the couch and stretched his long legs out in front of him. "A very small portion."
"Of course." She gestured to the cushion beside her. "To Asgard." She took a pull from the bottle, then looked sideways at him.
"We have, and that's unlikely to change." Though now she was watching him through partially closed eyes, curious and thoughtful.
She stretched out, inwardly grumbling that she was so short, how was that even fair? "I'm going to need a new couch," she remarked as they got comfortable, both still covered in gore.
Valkyrie examined her bottle, before she addressed him, still looking at the bottle. "There is a lot no one sees. It isn't all pretty."
"Do you remember, Jane?" Thor took another drink, smiling at the way that the warmth had begun to pool in his stomach, "She was uncomplicated. She was very pretty."
He made a circle with his the fingers of his left hand, miming Korg's second favorite pastime. "After a very short while, pretty becomes dull."
The lines around Thor's eyes crinkled, "You are never dull, Hilde."
Valkyrie looked at him sharply, trying to figure out where he was going with this "Well. No. I never met her. But I've heard about her." But she knew of her, and she knew their past.
"Pretty is good for people who live simple lives." She noted after a moment, knowing full well they did not lead simple lives.
"I couldn't be dull if I tried," then a slow dawning realisation across her face, "Oh."
"Yes, also true." His face itched weirdly, Thor scrubbed the back of his hand over it and managed to wipe off a chunk of what looked like Bilgesnipe gall stone from his cheek. Wiping it on his sweats, he took another drink.
She tipped her bottle back as she sat with that knowledge for a moment then side-eyed him. "I need to buy incense. My apartment is going to stink to Hel." she grumbled as she settled in.
Having someone to fight with was a really fun thing, and while things might be a little awkward feeling, she was overly pleased to have someone here with her who understood her.