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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.

Comments

the_last_valkyrie: (Patience)
Oct. 6th, 2020 07:47 pm (UTC)
Valkyrie didn't say anything. To admit her attempt to get up had failed miserably would have been embarrassing. It was not something she was willing to do even now. So she was comfortable by the time he got back.

"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."
still_worthy: (Thor and Valkyrie)
Oct. 6th, 2020 08:06 pm (UTC)
"Probably new carpet too," he gestured to the matted places where their boots had ground gore into the wool fibers.

"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."
the_last_valkyrie: (hmph)
Oct. 6th, 2020 08:16 pm (UTC)
"Maybe I'll just see if I can put hardwood in. Carpet is just silly at this point." She eyed the tracks, and the splatter.

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."
still_worthy: (We be rollin)
Oct. 6th, 2020 09:28 pm (UTC)
"True." Thor took another drink wanted to stretch both his arms over the back of the couch. Decided he didn't need his arm wrenched from it's socket and settle for draping the one farthest from Valkrie across the sofa's back.

"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.
the_last_valkyrie: (Drink in hand)
Oct. 6th, 2020 09:43 pm (UTC)
Dawning realizations certainly did not give him leave to take liberties, and he may have lost the arm otherwise. It was smart of him to not actually stretch it out without asking first.

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.