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who: Thor, Val and Kara.
what: Thor slowly moves his girls into his house.
when: Presently.
where: Thor's house.
warnings: General Warning for Valkyrie.

[Although Thor’s house had once been a source of great pride and happiness for him, it has become something of a standing reminder of what he’s lost recently. He’s not usually the sort that succumbs to throes of despair, but the peacefulness of Riverview makes it difficult for him to really throw himself into any challenging busy work.

It’s a big house for one man, one dog and a goat. There are multiple rooms, some of which go untouched for days on ends. Thor occupies his space well and his clutter begins to expand beyond his room as he realises he has nothing to prove to anyone. He spends enough time there that he isn’t neglecting the animals he’s caring for, but he spends as much time as he can out of the house and away from the knick knacks that remind him of the fact that he used to share this house with someone else.
But he’s doing fine.

He gladly accepts the invitation to spend a night out with Valkyrie and Kara. Although his stance with Val has been altered, he still feels perfectly comfortable with her. The longer they avoid talking about it, the easier it gets to move on with their lives.
His home happens to be the closest when they end the night late. Or early. It’s some bleak hour of the morning when they roll in and situate themselves across the large collection of couches and beds. He sleeps easier just knowing they’re there and when he wakes up, he feels a strange sense of peace having other people in the house with him.

The night wasn’t enough to knock him down for long, so it’s not long before Thor drags himself off the couch and moves into the kitchen to start cooking breakfast and making coffee. He manages to plate up and set the table without waking them, somehow. He’s impressed, but he walks into their final resting place to judge them before he raises a metal spoon to a frying pan and slams them together.]

Morning.

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[A piece of bacon was the Priority but eventually Kara actually dishes herself up a proper plate, she's still mostly using her hands, or using toast as a utensil to scoop everything up. She knows what table manners are she just doesn't care.]

You wanna listen to snoring you can have my bed, I ain't using it.

[A lack of table manners makes three of them. It feels right. None of them are going to judge the other for wolfing down their food or talking with their mouths full.]

Do you just not sleep?

She sleeps alright. [Thor scoffs.]

But where do you usually sleep? I thought you lived in the communal dorms.

Don't need much of it.

[She sort of gives Thor a look like she's not sure if she's being insulted and she's not sure that she can do anything about it, even if she is.

After a second, she shrugs.]

The forest, if I gotta. Nothing out there annoys me.

[A great place to sleep that don't involve being surrounded by a bunch of strangers. Monsters lurking? Totally fine. Some weird human she doesn't know? No Trust.]

You're sleeping out in the forest? Seriously?

[Val looks mildly impressed, and a little rueful.]

...Shame I didn't think of that.

Why would either of you sleep in the forest? [Thor sounds scandalized by it.]

If you're going to sleep in the dirt to avoid people, you can at least sleep in my garden. [He offers, between a sip of coffee.] Or in a bed. I'm not picky, as long as it's not my bed.

I've got a bedroll.

[Seriously, Thor, she's not an animal. Says the woman with toast crumbs on the side of her mouth.]

You want us to stay here?

[Just checking that he's not joking, because she doesn't know this Thor as well as she knows her own.]

I'd not go anywhere near your bed.

[Except she would and they both know it, but that's neither here nor there.

Her brows raise.]

Seriously?

[It comes out more like "smrslm" though because she has a mouthful of egg.]

Want is a strong word. [Especially when it comes to Valkyrie. No offense, she just doesn't have Star Roomie air about her.]

I would prefer for you both to stay here, rather than sleeping in the woods or pestering other innocent people. [He says it easily, stifling the fact that this idea is really growing on him.] Besides, I like this place too much to leave it, but it seems ridiculous to have such a big house with one person in it.

[Ah. She gets it.

At the end of the day, Kara isn't sure she'd deny a request from Thor, even one that he's sort of dancing around actively making. This, at least, she understands. It's hard to ask for company.]

Sure, got nowhere better to be.

[Letting him keep up the pretense this is just a convenience thing.]

You want rent?

[She isn't actually sure if he owns this place or just rents it so - she can chip in. All she does with her money is buy booze and she's earning more than she really needs.]

[Val glances at Kara, and then back at Thor, and she thinks she gets it too. After Bryn left, she knows Thor has been sort of just...on his own here. Val might be okay being a solitary creature, but something tells her Thor is too gregarious a being to live in this big old house on his own.]

Might as well. Be nice to have a little privacy.

[The girls know him disappointingly well, but Thor isn’t quite privy to that yet. As far as he’s aware, they’ve all come to the conclusion that it’s a good idea with no ounce of pity for him. Brilliant.]

No, rent won’t be necessary. I own the place, anyway. [Thor shrugs.] You could chip in for food and utilities. Replace the booze you drink, that sort of thing. [His eyes fall pointedly on Val when he says that.]

Do you want to come and claim a room, then? [He’s pretty much done with his food, so he’s rising from the table.]

[Kara has the sense not to glance at Val, if only because she knows it'd be a little hypocritical, even if she does most of her own drinking in private.]

'Kay.

[It's a response to both statements; she'll chip in for groceries and utilities and she'll pick out a room, although she does grab one last piece of bacon as she gets up.

To Val:]

You wanna pick first you can, I ain't fussy.

[A room is a room, really.]

[She only makes a rude gesture at Thor's pointed inclusion of booze.]

Fine by me. I keep my own stash anyway.

[Damned if she's going to get stuck as a teenager again and be caught empty-handed and unable to buy her own.

She grins at Kara, standing up from the table and slamming down the rest of her coffee as she heads up the stairs. The first room she comes across gets a brief glance of approval; good view, not too much sunlight.]

This'll do.

Suits me. [Thor says, with a shrug. It’s not too close to his room, which means he doesn’t need to feel awkward when they inevitably bring booty calls over. It’s also close to his room, in case booty calls ever means each other again.

He doubts it.]

I’ll show you the next one. [He leads them over. It’s not a huge room, it’s nicely lit (just as the whole house is) and very simply furnished.]

Do you like it? [He looks at Kara, wanting her approval.]

[Look, honestly, it's a room? Kara really meant it when she said that she isn't fussy.]

Nicer than most rooms I've had.

[They aren't high standards, she's spent most of the last decade living out of shitty motel rooms.]

Why'd we sleep on the couch last night when these were here?

[Sort of a legit question, sort of a joke, she doesn't remember much of the 'getting back to Thor's' adventure so it's entirely possible there was a logical reason she's forgotten.]

[From behind the two of them, Val has to stifle a laugh with her hand. Thor is so eager to please, like an overgrown puppy.]

Yeah, what the fuck? You could've carried us up here and stuck us in bed.

Because you weren’t the only ones who got drunk.

[Thor folds his arms over his chest, an unimpressed look on his face.]

Besides, once you both settled in I couldn’t stand to move you again. Mostly because I was worried you’d start throwing up.

[Kara also shoots Val a look at the "carried us" because... no ty]

Haven't done that since I died, don't even think it's possible.

[She's definitely been intoxicated, usually with the help of magical alcohol or drugs, but she's never hurled.]

[Val rolls her eyes, shrugging off both their looks. Let her live, it was an offhand comment!!!

She does, however, look incredibly offended at the thought that she might have thrown up.]

Say that again and you'll taste my steel. I never puke.

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sorry im slow garbage

you're our slow garbage <3