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riverviewlogs2018-08-07 11:53 am
worldsaway) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-08-07 11:53 am
(open) In all the hells and worlds, the time has come.
who: Thor and anyone
what: Returning from a round trip home (IW spoilers)
when: 7/8 roughly
where: In the city center and outside the wall, in the jungle.
warnings: Pain, mostly.
i.
[Thor arrives back in Riverview late. His wounds are checked and he's kept still for a long time, making sure he doesn't have more significant injuries. He's accepting of it, he feels no reason to fight the nurses off as they dab at his grazes. There's no point in pushing them away, really.
By the time he makes it out of his point of arrival, it's very late in the evening. 3am is a time when good, sensible people are asleep. Generally speaking, his friends are good people, but they've never been sensible. Thor is in the town center when he raises his axe in the air to summon a storm, the sudden pour of rain might be a good indication that he's back but it has nothing on the loud rumble of thunder that shakes the foundations of people's homes. It probably sends a cascade of dogs howling and barking, Thor doesn't hear that. He's courteous enough to summon a bright, powerful beam of lightning from his axe, cracking the sky and giving away his location.
It's faster than a group text.
He waits there for a long while, sitting on the edge of a large fountain that occupies the center of town. Rain is falling pretty hard, but he's content to sit in it.]
ii.
[It's not the most appropriate time to be playing with his new toy, but Thor can't imagine doing much else. He's struggling with the concept of going back to his "home" and getting into his bed. It's such a strange concept, he feels himself rejecting it.
Thor takes to the jungle beyond the walls to practice with Stormbreaker. Most of it seems innate to him, when he wields it, it feels right. Perfectly balanced. Made for him. He grips the wood of the handle tightly, trying not to let his thoughts drift to where it came from.
He's starting fights with the beasts in the jungle, very pointed and precise in his execution of them. He doesn't waste time with lightning or thunder, he's aiming for the head when he drives his axe down.]
iii. Closed to Loki
[It's not long after he leaves the facility that he heads to Loki's apartment, there's a low rumble of thunder to alert him. Just not enough time to really escape before he's knocking on the door. In the crevice of his mind, he's aware that turning up to Loki's door in the middle of the night with a great, big axe resting on his shoulder is a little foreboding. He can't think of anyone else he'd rather show the weapon to.
Especially because Valkyrie is far too likely to steal it.
He doesn't wait too long before he's pushing on the door to try open it himself. He's lacking in the patience department.]
what: Returning from a round trip home (IW spoilers)
when: 7/8 roughly
where: In the city center and outside the wall, in the jungle.
warnings: Pain, mostly.
i.
[Thor arrives back in Riverview late. His wounds are checked and he's kept still for a long time, making sure he doesn't have more significant injuries. He's accepting of it, he feels no reason to fight the nurses off as they dab at his grazes. There's no point in pushing them away, really.
By the time he makes it out of his point of arrival, it's very late in the evening. 3am is a time when good, sensible people are asleep. Generally speaking, his friends are good people, but they've never been sensible. Thor is in the town center when he raises his axe in the air to summon a storm, the sudden pour of rain might be a good indication that he's back but it has nothing on the loud rumble of thunder that shakes the foundations of people's homes. It probably sends a cascade of dogs howling and barking, Thor doesn't hear that. He's courteous enough to summon a bright, powerful beam of lightning from his axe, cracking the sky and giving away his location.
It's faster than a group text.
He waits there for a long while, sitting on the edge of a large fountain that occupies the center of town. Rain is falling pretty hard, but he's content to sit in it.]
ii.
[It's not the most appropriate time to be playing with his new toy, but Thor can't imagine doing much else. He's struggling with the concept of going back to his "home" and getting into his bed. It's such a strange concept, he feels himself rejecting it.
Thor takes to the jungle beyond the walls to practice with Stormbreaker. Most of it seems innate to him, when he wields it, it feels right. Perfectly balanced. Made for him. He grips the wood of the handle tightly, trying not to let his thoughts drift to where it came from.
He's starting fights with the beasts in the jungle, very pointed and precise in his execution of them. He doesn't waste time with lightning or thunder, he's aiming for the head when he drives his axe down.]
iii. Closed to Loki
[It's not long after he leaves the facility that he heads to Loki's apartment, there's a low rumble of thunder to alert him. Just not enough time to really escape before he's knocking on the door. In the crevice of his mind, he's aware that turning up to Loki's door in the middle of the night with a great, big axe resting on his shoulder is a little foreboding. He can't think of anyone else he'd rather show the weapon to.
Especially because Valkyrie is far too likely to steal it.
He doesn't wait too long before he's pushing on the door to try open it himself. He's lacking in the patience department.]
ii.
Which hasn't stopped him from taking it for a spin every so often. It's responsive in a way he hasn't quite forgotten about, faster and more dextrous, even without taking the upgrades into account. So maybe it's not quite putting it through it's paces as he twists through the air over the jungle, but it isn't entirely joyriding either.
At least not enough not to notice movement in the trees under him. It seems too purposeful for just animals moving, and Tony darts down just in time to see something nearly lose it's head to a broad...axe? Before the urge to put his own hands up defensively even registered, the familiar face at the other end of that weapon flickers into view on the HUD. ]
Thor?
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Thor removes his focus from the beast once his axe is removed a second time, he steps a little closer to Tony, curiously.]
What brings you out here, Stark?
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[ The helmet suddenly melts away from his face, down his throat as he makes his way closer. There's just a slight hesitation to his step, but it's not because of Thor. Or not exactly. Not the man himself. Whatever's behind the look in his eyes right now, that's something to worry about. ]
I could ask the same about you.
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[The answer is curt, only because he's not sure what else to say. He gives the axe a gentle shake to clear some of the blood off, Tony should know that it's new even if he hasn't seen it before.
He considers saying something vague, but opts for once to be perfectly frank with Tony.]
I've been home. I returned last night.
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[ Oh. Oh. Tony looks him over, catalogs the beaten-down exhaustion written all over him and just knows. How could he not? He's seen that exact expression in the mirror often enough. ]
How far did you get?