riverviewlogs | [open] My fickle fortune beckoned.

who: Thor and OPEN
what: During the amnesia event, Thor reverts back to the spoiled, impulsive, war-mongering asshole formerly known as Prince (of Asgard). I'm taking him mentally from just before his attack on Jotunheim.
when: Start of Amnesia Week.
where: Around town!
warnings: Nothing particularly bad going on here.

Floor 8:
Thor awakens with a start, as if he had been doused with ice cold water. The room he shares is empty, save for himself, but it's entirely unfamiliar. It lacks the decadent architecture, the furs, the stone and wood and the familiar smells. It doesn't take Thor long to realise he's been either been abducted or he's fallen prey to some form of sinister trickery. The real mystery is how someone was able to subdue someone as powerful as him with ease.

Thor is quickly reaching maximum levels of anger, he throws himself out of bed and takes absolutely no care in the fact that he's shirtless with a pair of pajama pants on. His manner of dress is irrelevant, but his hammer being on his bedside is a small comfort.

With his hammer in one hand, his other hand is free to accost anyone he happens to run into outside of the bedroom. He'll be grabbing people by the shirt collar and ramming them against walls if he runs into them in here.

"Tell me where I am!" He barks. "How did you bring me here?"

Wandering the Streets:
For some time, Thor wanders shirtless, in his pajama pants. He soon comes to terms with the fact that he's under dressed and thus, thrusts his hammer up into the air to semi-dramatically summon the quintessential cape and armor onto himself.

Nothing to see here.

He'll continue to walk around, and it's clear that he has no idea where he is. He's peering around, staring into storefronts and getting intimately close to shop windows. He walks in the middle of the road, he glowers at strangers and he'll get ballsy enough to take food off people's plates as he passes through.

Every so often, he'll decide someone knows something. He has no reason to believe they're privy to any more secrets than he is, but he doesn't like the look of them. He'll be intimidating, he'll get up into people's personal bubbles and block their paths.

"Are you held captive here as well?" Answer carefully.

The Bar:
After burning a considerable amount of energy on being angry, Thor mellows out enough to enjoy a drink at the local tavern. He asks for their largest ale, and he isn't terribly disappointed in the size. The liquor itself is weak and he downs it, smashing the glass to the ground before he orders another, loudly. After a few of those, he's a little closer to feeling agreeable. He may even feel a little merry.

He soon realises eyes are on him, perhaps partly because he just smashed a glass and partly because he's a giant, blond man in armor and a cape.

"I'll have another. Everyone will have another, its on me."

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"You don't remember?" She asked as if 'remembering' was the key. Kate had already spoken to a few people who were forgetting things. She didn't know if this stranger was new or if he had simply forgotten.

"This is Quarantine. We were brought here by a malfunctioning portal. They said it'd take a few years for us to get home." Except that Kate didn't want to go home.

"I remember none of this. Last I recall, I was home, fighting a war and suddenly I awoke here in a bed I've never slept in before." He feels he's oversharing, but he's desperate to know why he's here and what's happening.

"I cannot afford to be here years. They do not possess the power to hold me here for so long."

Kate hadn't heard of that happening before, except when she had woke up in the hospital but even then there was someone there to tell her what had happened and where she was.

"Are you able to go home without using their portal? All we know is that it's broken..." Kate wasn't sure what to do but she wasn't going to lie to him about his situation, unless he knew of a way back, he was as stuck as they all were.

"Portal?" The word is strikingly familiar, but he doesn't understand it in this context. "What Portal? I travel by the rainbow bridge between realms. Heimdall will hear my plight and bring me home, make no mistake." He says, as if this girl is keeping him here, he realises he's being absurd.

"Do you not wish to be home?"

"I-" That was a really difficult question for Kate to answer. "If I go home I'll be dead." So, no, she didn't want to go home.

Well, that does soften Thor's approach a little more. He's a pompous asshole, of course, but he's not heartless. She's just a young girl, and her response brings him concern.

"Will they kill you if you return?" He is, admittedly, a little confused here.

Kate shook her head. She knew that it had been a lot to say but she wasn't a fan of lying and she didn't know what else to tell him. If he didn't remember why he was here then he had no reason to listen to her anyway. "It isn't that simple." How could she explain?

"Before I arrived here I was shot twice in the back." She paused, exhaling a long slow breath. "I was dead. I felt it but then I woke up here in the hospital like it had never happened." Kate still felt the sensation like a creeping discomfort that twisted and pulsed down her spine. She really couldn't explain what being shot felt like. It had burned but after a while, she had felt nothing at all.

"So, I don't know how but I think it has something to do with how we got here and why we can't go home. Even those who are used to it." Kate was young but she wasn't the same innocent church going girl that had left Texas almost a year before.

"Whoever thought to shoot you in the back is a coward, and they deserve a fool's death." He assures her, as if she needed his assurance. He doesn't want to pity her, and he's sure she doesn't want it either.

"I do not think I am dead back home." This is a somewhat awkward conversation, however, his train of thought is chugging along now. "Last I remember, I was heading into battle."

"He was a coward." She spoke with strong conviction in someone who was as small and fragile looking at Kate. The man who short her wasn't human. He had corrupted her brother and used people as shields towards his selfish goal. Even now, Kate wasn't afraid of him and it was because Carlos was a coward. She wished it had ended a different way but there was no changing the past.

"You might not be." Kate confirms with an encouraging smile. She liked Thor, if only because he was straightforward and held principles that involved shooting people in the front. "That was the case for me but a lot of people arrive here as they are, the portal brings us here and my understanding is that no one can control it."

Kate didn't believe that but since she had no proof it wasn't worth bringing up yet.

"I should hope not. I've had enough revelations for the day, I'm in no mood to hear of my own demise." It's said dryly, almost wearily. He's barely been out a few hours and he's already exhausted.

"I suppose for people like you, in situations like yours, this could be seen as a welcome opportunity. It is no such thing for me, but I can appreciate the concept." He offers her a small smile, a big change from the way he approached her initially. "I'm glad for you."

Kate wasn't sure how she felt about her situation at home. She hadn't thought it'd end like that and she found her thoughts often drifting to her brother or the Gecko's. She wondered how they were doing and hoped that they were okay.

"Thanks." It took her a moment to reply but she smiled back at Thor. "Anyway. It isn't permanent. Those who want to go home can but it'll take some time. That's what I've been told anyway."

"Does time pass back home while we are here?" He's not okay with being here, but he might be able to accept a wait more readily if he knows his homeland isn't being torn apart by frost giants.

"I don't know." Kate hadn't heard of anyone leaving and returning. She knew that some people disappeared but she had no idea what happened to them. They could have returned home or died or something far worse.

"I don't really have any answers for you. I'm sorry."

"It's no matter." Thor says, he offers her a weak smile. He looks away, and he has a thousand yard smile for a long moment. He shakes his head and steps back.

"I'll pester you no longer. Thank you for your time." He nods his head politely, so much calmer now than he had been. He's starting to accept that everyone is as confused as he is.

Kate nodded her head in return. "It's no trouble. If you need help again my name is Kate Fuller. You'll be able to find it in the phones that they give us. Everyone's contact information is already loaded." Just in case he needed something else.

With that said Kate waved a hand and turned to continue on her way home.

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