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A Wandering Thor appears!
(In the few hours after this)
Today has been a day of odd occurrences, and just enough of them to make Thor thoughtful. The arrival of the new strangers, and the conversation had with one of said strangers, had made Thor remember Orange County, a lot, and the feeling one would get there, right before something very odd had happened. Like an alien invasion, or half of Anaheim becoming Wonderland, or evil twins showing up, or even sex-swaps happening. That feeling would not leave Thor, now, like an itch at the back of his mind, and a prickling of his the hair on the back of his neck. Something odd was up.
For Thor, it had been a truth that if he got this feeling, if a day like today happened, then it meant that something odd this way came. And usually, something not very nice, really. His hand had been on Mjolnir more than not, not really because he wanted to use it, but because he had a feeling he might need it. Maybe. He sighed. Maybe he was just getting old. Having been in a coma as long as he had, and having the memories and physiology that he did, he would not doubt that.
It didn't help his feeling of something odd that he was feeling a bit run down. He normally didn't get tired. At all.
And now he was a little. Odd. This perhaps made his thinking a wee bit muddled. And so he was wandering, thinking, and passing through the ship almost on autopilot.
(ooc: Okay, dokay! Here, have an infected Thor, but not yet Kiddified, wandering the ship. Feel free to have yours encounter him in any of the open areas, from turbolifts to the shops. remember that skin contact is necessary to pass the infection, so that will need to happen if you want your pup to catch it from Thor. Slowtimed tags and backtags are more than welcome, and placeholders are fine, as well, if you don't have time for a thread right now.)
Today has been a day of odd occurrences, and just enough of them to make Thor thoughtful. The arrival of the new strangers, and the conversation had with one of said strangers, had made Thor remember Orange County, a lot, and the feeling one would get there, right before something very odd had happened. Like an alien invasion, or half of Anaheim becoming Wonderland, or evil twins showing up, or even sex-swaps happening. That feeling would not leave Thor, now, like an itch at the back of his mind, and a prickling of his the hair on the back of his neck. Something odd was up.
For Thor, it had been a truth that if he got this feeling, if a day like today happened, then it meant that something odd this way came. And usually, something not very nice, really. His hand had been on Mjolnir more than not, not really because he wanted to use it, but because he had a feeling he might need it. Maybe. He sighed. Maybe he was just getting old. Having been in a coma as long as he had, and having the memories and physiology that he did, he would not doubt that.
It didn't help his feeling of something odd that he was feeling a bit run down. He normally didn't get tired. At all.
And now he was a little. Odd. This perhaps made his thinking a wee bit muddled. And so he was wandering, thinking, and passing through the ship almost on autopilot.
(ooc: Okay, dokay! Here, have an infected Thor, but not yet Kiddified, wandering the ship. Feel free to have yours encounter him in any of the open areas, from turbolifts to the shops. remember that skin contact is necessary to pass the infection, so that will need to happen if you want your pup to catch it from Thor. Slowtimed tags and backtags are more than welcome, and placeholders are fine, as well, if you don't have time for a thread right now.)
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(She is, after all, what and who she is.)
"I'd love to see it," is what Natasha actually says, and she's being honest. An alien city? For a woman who has been a geek for seventy+ years?
Yes. Yes. Please.
"And not always a bad thing, recognizing your old home isn't one anymore."
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He nodded again at her last words. "You may be right. Another lesson for me to learn when I had thought I had learned more than enough. Midgard and it's champions teach me much, and I am in awe of you all."
The head nod he gave her then was almost a true bow, despite being a head nod, for the respect and honor in his eyes.
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"We're always learning. But it makes life interesting."
And she's going to, provided she doesn't get killed, have a long one. But...
Maybe between Steve and James and, now, Thor, she might not be as lonely as she'd always assumed.
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"I know that now. Not too long ago, I thought I had become much better and stronger, and now I know I will be learning more until I die, I hope."
He nodded.
"Perhaps we could spar sometime, when you are free."
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"We could," she says, thoughtful. "If you're careful with me, Odinson."
She's tougher than a normal human woman, but still. She's not exactly an Asgardian.
And yet, sparring with an Asgardian? She might be able to push herself a bit more.
(And now harm in learning how to fight one.)