Thor Odinson (
rebuildyourruins) wrote in
driftfleet2018-01-01 07:58 pm
video + action.
Who: Thor + you
Broadcast: video, fleetwide
Action: the Blue Fish
When: now
video.
[The video opens on Thor. For those who've met him, it might take half a second to realise that, because his appearance has markedly changed. His long hair has been hacked short, and he's wearing an eyepatch over his right eye. It's weird. It doesn't even have a strap. Even his armor is different, much less flashy and looking worse for wear than the other silver set he'd had previously.
The look on his face is a bit harried, but he starts off with a long drawn out:]
So... [This just had to be his first address to the network, didn't it. Thanks, fate.] Hello. I had heard before that people in this place could fall asleep and end up back home for a while. It seems I now count myself among them. I have to say it's much more confusing to experience yourself. I think it's been only a few days here.
[He rubs at his chin a bit, looking off to the side in thought for a moment. This whole business on top of everything else makes him feel downright exhausted.]
Doesn't feel like it, though. [Thor returns his attention to the communicator, with a little shrug and less of a pensive look.] I'll add it to my list of grievances against the Atroma. I'm sure we'll have a library's worth to throw at them before the end.
If anything has happened in the last few days, I would be glad to hear it. If we haven't yet met, I am Thor, son of Odin, God of Thunder, and king of Asgard.
[It still sounds strange to him, though he trucks through it as gamely as he can.]
Rogers, Natasha, I need to talk to you both.
Oh-- [He smiles a bit, though it's a shade deadpan.] And happy new year.
action.
[Later, Thor sets about re-familiarising himself with the Blue Fish again, poking around the rooms and going through the kitchen cupboards. He could honestly use the distraction that pointless busy work can give, or conversation with anyone he happens to run into.]
Broadcast: video, fleetwide
Action: the Blue Fish
When: now
video.
[The video opens on Thor. For those who've met him, it might take half a second to realise that, because his appearance has markedly changed. His long hair has been hacked short, and he's wearing an eyepatch over his right eye. It's weird. It doesn't even have a strap. Even his armor is different, much less flashy and looking worse for wear than the other silver set he'd had previously.
The look on his face is a bit harried, but he starts off with a long drawn out:]
So... [This just had to be his first address to the network, didn't it. Thanks, fate.] Hello. I had heard before that people in this place could fall asleep and end up back home for a while. It seems I now count myself among them. I have to say it's much more confusing to experience yourself. I think it's been only a few days here.
[He rubs at his chin a bit, looking off to the side in thought for a moment. This whole business on top of everything else makes him feel downright exhausted.]
Doesn't feel like it, though. [Thor returns his attention to the communicator, with a little shrug and less of a pensive look.] I'll add it to my list of grievances against the Atroma. I'm sure we'll have a library's worth to throw at them before the end.
If anything has happened in the last few days, I would be glad to hear it. If we haven't yet met, I am Thor, son of Odin, God of Thunder, and king of Asgard.
[It still sounds strange to him, though he trucks through it as gamely as he can.]
Rogers, Natasha, I need to talk to you both.
Oh-- [He smiles a bit, though it's a shade deadpan.] And happy new year.
action.
[Later, Thor sets about re-familiarising himself with the Blue Fish again, poking around the rooms and going through the kitchen cupboards. He could honestly use the distraction that pointless busy work can give, or conversation with anyone he happens to run into.]

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She listens, thoughtful, letting Thor pick the details.]
Did you find him?
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[If anyone did, he figures it would be Natasha.]
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[Which is not exactly a no, but it's as close as she likes to com to admitting she doesn't know something.
If she can get away with it.]
So Odin was in New York, an you met a wizard there.
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The wizard is the one who told us where our father was - he was in Norway.
We did find him there, but... [He's quiet for a moment before shaking his head.] ...he died not long after.
[It's still hard to think about, even with a few days passed. It had been sudden, to Thor's mind. Half the time he still thinks about Odin as though he were still alive.]
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[She also has to wonder how it happened. Rushing that part of the story in particular seems heartless, though.]
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[Thor doesn't seem of a mind to explain the why. He only barely understands it himself, with the benefit of hindsight. He looks up at Natasha once again.]
Our father's death meant the return of Hela. Our older sister.
[This... is not a thing Thor has even hinted at before. But the gravity of it is etched into his face.]
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She focuses n the one she thinks most important to the story.]
I'm not sure I follow. How did his death mean her return? Was he keeping her away somehow?
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[It isn't lost on him either that his father had also banished Thor once. Not the first time it had happened, it seems. Nor the worst.]
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[Clearing her throat.]
Is it safe to assume she wasn't happy when she came out?
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[Thor shakes his head, folding his hands together on the table.]
She knew what she wanted: Asgard. Hela broke free onto Earth almost immediately, right where we were standing. She destroyed Mjolnir when I tried to stop her, and followed us back through the Bifrost.
She threw both Loki and myself out of the Bifrost halfway and reached Asgard unopposed.
[And maybe, if Loki hadn't called for the Bifrost, things might have gone differently. But then Hela would have been stuck on Earth, and Thor has little doubt she would have set about massacring everyone there in a heartbeat to establish her dominance.]
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[A lot of this is beyond her knowledge, though the basic moves aren't that hard to grasp.
On the other hand, the practical application of what it means to be thrown out of the rainbow bridge is beyond her.]
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I was flung to the far ends of the galaxy, to a planet called Sakaar. I'd never heard of it before... it wasn't pleasant.
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[Considering Odin was dead and Thor and Loki (for whatever he's worth) both tossed aside.]
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[Run, and ruin. Thor drags a hand back through his hair, still stopping short for a moment when he runs out of it faster than he's used to. He puts his hand back on the table.]
I knew I had to get back and deal with Hela, but getting out of Sakaar proved difficult. I got captured by a woman who sold me to the madman in charge of the place, who ran forced contests of power between his prisoners. The only way he would allow people to leave is if they beat his champion in a fight.
[Thor doesn't have much of his usual flair for the dramatic when it comes to relaying this story. There are no flourishes or enhancements of the exciting moments. It's too close to home still, and it may never be a tale he chooses to tell with enthusiasm.]
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So you won the fight? Who's going to beat the god of thunder in a fight.
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And of course I won.
[Very important to note that.]
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More importantly:]
You found Bruce?
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[Carrying out full conversations with the Hulk is still a problem.]
I'm bringing him back to Earth with me.
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[Not that it makes a difference to Natasha.]
So you and him, you fought?
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[None of that is fine, just comparatively better than... literally everything else going on.]
We did. The contest was rigged though and they knocked me out before I could properly end the fight. So I had to escape another way.
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[She frowns. This is... this is complicated. Very complicated.]
So now you're unconscious with the Hulk on another planet.
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[And he imagines Natasha most of all. It doesn't surprise him that she would ask.]
Yes. Eventually I was able to stage an escape with Banner once he changed back, and with the woman who had caught me earlier. She was Asgardian, and came around to the idea eventually. We stole a spaceship and headed for Asgard to stop Hela.
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[Does everyone thrown out of a magic gateway to Asgard end up in the same place?]
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[There's a lot more to it than that which he leaves out. He scratches at his neck, seemingly unconcerned.]
I didn't have time to deal with that sort of thing.
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