Thunder rolls

[thepowerofthor]

Thor was standing stock still. He had felt the shift, the disconnection. It was like being hurled through the rainbow bridge, backward, powerless. His teeth were clenched and his arms bunched, his hands fists, and Mjolnir in one hand as if to ward off the bad old memories that rushed to his mind. But his eyes opened to see the place he was in and he knew this was not like the nightmares about being cast down and no longer being himself. He felt the reassuring heft of Mjolnir in his hand and the rush of power in his body and mind, and knew he was still himself. But where was he? And how had he gotten there?

Thor held out a hand casually, and a man in a uniform bumped into it, turned to angrily say something, and stopped, then looked up, and up, at Thor, staring. "Excuse me, good sir. Where am I? Is this Midgard?"

He hoped it was, because if it was not, he knew he was in very deep trouble. The next minute, fear faded and a grin fell into his face. Trouble could be fun, right?

Right.

The man stammered, shook his head, and fled before something odder and above his paygrade. Thor sighed but shrugged. Time to find some answers.

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[element_wizard]

Alec has no paygrade. He does shit for nothing because it's entertaining. When he sees the man fleeing, he obviously has to go and see what the man is fleeing from.

Obvious logic.

And so there's a skinny elf-looking pretty boy with no fashion sense wandering towards Thor with a curious look on his face.

[thepowerofthor]

Thor's elves are much paler and with largely sharp ears. To Thor's view, Alex looked a little like a half-breed, and a little like a human. Or something.

In any extent, with the man coming close, Thor spoke, smiling.

"Good sir, where are we? And what strangeness brought me here?"

[element_wizard]

Alec is fey-touched (go back far enough and there's a fully blown arch-fey in his lineage) so the "or something" works.

And while Alec never really considers him self a 'good sir' he still stops to answer. "We are in space! On a starship known as the Enterprise and the strangeness was a strange being by the name of Q, because he's too good to have more than one letter in his name."

[thepowerofthor]

Thor was good at getting things somewhat right and somewhat wrong. He was trying to be better at it, really. Well, at the getting things right part. Not so much the other.

"Space? Good. But Enterprise? A starship?" He squinted, then snapped his fingers. "A ship that rides the Aether! Of course!" He frowned then.

"I did not think that mortals had come so far in their understanding of the universe."

[whereishe]

Yuna had met Thor once before. Though it slipped her mind that he might not remember her much like Steve and others she's met here. Still she had sweet memories of the god and times they spent together. He had taught her a lot though she had a strange feeling that he had been trying to set her up with his brother at that time. Even so she was happy now.

"Thor?! You're here too?"

[thepowerofthor]

Thor smiled as the young woman came up to him and greeted him in a very friendly fashion. she seemed rather bouncy and he grinned at her. But... he also did not know her. "I'm sorry, but I do not recall our meeting before." Had he somehow fought with her elsewhere?

"Do you know where we are?" This place was as confusing as Midgard had ever been.

[whereishe]

Yuna light scratched her cheek. Of course he didn't know her.

"Um... Yeah. I'm sorry. This is the Enterprise. It's a starship that has people random show up due to someone named Q." She tried to sum it up quickly. "I didn't mean to be so formal. I've met you but it's a different you, I think."

She was pretty sure she was only confusing things.

[abyssum_invocat]

Sitting by herself with a pile of marbles in hues of undulating silvery white-blue, Sinthia's head rises and halts as she stares at Thor.

She recognizes the look of that hammer, and that means the man holding it must be...

"You're Thor," she says, loud enough to catch his attention. (She hasn't really thought about what to say past that, though.)

[thepowerofthor]

Thor's smile was immediate, a grin of warmth, a touch arrogant, but friendly and welcoming, nonetheless. He stepped toward her and nodded. "I am." He eyed her, then smiled wider.

She was a Midgardian, at least in appearance, and young. Might she be from one of the worlds he had dreamed of? Or another world like his where his dreams were fictions? "Who might you be, young one?"

[abyssum_invocat]

She was still cautious as she eyed him, but answered his question anyway. "My name is Sinthia," she says, turning her hand and sending the marbles shifting, forming into a pyramid, tightly stacked and though the glass bits are all perfect spheres none move.

"I don't think you've dreamed of me."

[magnetic_magpie]

It's Mjolnir that rings in his senses before anything else does. He's meters closer before he feels something which feels like a person, and feels like a storm. It reminds him of Ororo, and yet it's still different enough that doesn't believe it's her.

He rounds the corner - a man. A large man. A large blond man with a hammer on his shoulder. It's not his Thor, or his Mjolnir, but he's instantly comparing the differences in the feel of them. "Thor."

It's not a question. He doesn't believe he could be wrong.

[thepowerofthor]

Thor knew that voice, as if from shadows and mirrors. It was memory and yet not, and he knew where it was from. One of his Dream selves knew this man and while he did not recall any fierce dislike, he knew a sense of curious worry. He shook his head, and dispelled the shadows and smiled, holding out his hand to the other man. "I am Thor, yes. And you, good sir?" His smile was warm and wide and he stepped closer to the other man as he settled Mjolnir firmly to his hip, leaving it there as if attached, and it simply stayed as he did so.

Thor was working on being more perceptive and less quick to leap to assumptions or actions. He was not that good at it yet, but he was doing his best.

[magnetic_magpie]

He enjoys this, if he's honest. A world similar to his own and yet not. "Erik, call me Erik." He stepped closer, a friendly distance but not crowding, even if he wanted to. Not our of hostility but energy like Thor's drew him, he wanted to be up in it. He thrived in the literal eye of the storm, after all.

"You haven't been here long have you?"

[rhapsoidein]

Genesis overheard the word "Midgard" followed by the fleeing man. She decided to see just who it was because generally, people don't add a "d" to the end of Midgar. Nor do they dress like this one does.

"You are on the starship Enterprise, I take it you're not from this place," She replied, a small, amused smile on her face as she clasped her hands behind her back. He definitely looked like a warrior, but who fights with a hammer?

[thepowerofthor]

"A starship named Enterprise? I've never heard of it. In whose service does it fly?" He paused, thinking. A starship? With most humans on board? Something was wrong. "I am not. I'm from Orange County, California." Which was true, as far as it went. Thor was complicated.

[rhapsoidein]

"I believe the Captain's name is Jean Luc Picard," She answered, raising her brow at the term California. She was not familiar with every state in the US, but she knew a little from what Steve told her. California was one of the states she did know, however. And New York. He did not sound like someone from Earth, though, and plenty of people here were from that Planet. "You don't sound like you're from California. Midgar is on Gaia, however. But we Gaians don't sound like you either."

[bestpal]

Bucky's been told a lot about the rest of Steve's team, and while he does not know all the intimate details, Midgard triggers a memory. He steps up into the space the terrified officer occupied and looks up. It is possible to see why Thor would look physically intimidating to people with all of the solid muscle. He doesn't even blink, he's seen worse that Thor before.

"This isn't Midgard or Earth. Most of the Avengers are here."

[thepowerofthor]

Thor turned at the man's address and he smiled. "Bad and Good, both, then! Where do they lodge? I would have words with them on what plan we will make to return home."

Because, well, of course they would. They were the Avengers.

[bestpal]

"You will have access to their room once you are released from quarantine. I will tell them that you have arrived. Steve will not wait for you to find his room. He will explain everything to you." Bucky is sure of that.

"There are security officers who will not take kindly to your hammer."

[diamonds_are_forever]

If trouble was fun then a great deal of fun was heading toward him at top speed, her heels hammering on the floor of the bar until she was hugging him. "Oh, you had better be the right one!" Emma said, squeezing him tightly. "I've missed you so."

[thepowerofthor]

Thor turned toward her, and smiled, and then lifted her in his arms, and hugged her. "Hello, Emma Summers. And I believe I am, yes?" He grinned at her, eyes dancing with mirth and welcome.

"I have missed you as well, Emma." He glanced around. "Have you been here long?"

[diamonds_are_forever]

"Not very long. A month?" She shrugged and let go of him, smiling up at him. "You look different. Are you well?" Her expression turned to one of concern.

[caelus]

Jim had been finishing up some coffee before heading off to see what else he could help out with aboard the ship, when the man had asked the other crewman for an explanation. He seemed to balk at the guy, and---well, he guesses it wasn't a stretch to expect it. He was a big guy.

And that was without the very impressive armor and hammer he was carrying around. He was already up, about to recycle the cup back into the replicator, and headed over to introduce himself.

"Midgard? I'm not sure where that is, but---" Jim stopped, getting a good look at the guy's face, and his train of thought was completely derailed. The man looked like his father, George Kirk. He mentally shakes himself and tries to find his voice, eyes squeezing shut briefly.

"But this is a starship, USS Enterprise 1701-D. I'm Jim Kirk," he offers a hand to the one that isn't holding a ---very large hammer. Okay.

[thepowerofthor]

"Midgard, that which most of its occupants call Earth?" He mourned that Earth people had forgotten their heritage and their origins so, but he was glad for their diversity and immense potential. Many such were his friends, even as he always felt a separation from most of them. True war seemed lost to most of them, as did true honor. And his best friends often were the ones he understand least.

Thor looked to the other man and smiled at him.

"This ship, then, what stars does it sail? Which realm?"

He met the man's hand with his own and shook vigorously. "I am Thor Odinson."

[caelus]

"Right, Earth. This ship is from Sector 001, but we're further out past the reaches of our own solar system currently. Still in what we call the Alpha Quadrant."

The guy had a hell of a grip, but he shook as well nonetheless. "Thor---well, I guess that hammer of yours makes a bit more sense now."

Jim's seen quite a bit so far. Men, former friends, who'd thought they were gods due to an influx of power and ability, but he's never met an actual god from any myths yet. Even artificial intelligence that was controlling a planet and most of its people. First time for everything, he supposes.