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CHARACTERS: Thor Odinson & Anyone
LOCATION: Oxygen Gardens
WARNINGS: None for now.
SUMMARY: Thor is exploring the ship and found his way to the gardens.

level one

[The cold, mechanical atmosphere of the ship has become somewhat oppressive. Thor is not used to living in such sterile surroundings.

He had heard that there were gardens on board, and decided to see for himself. However, when he finally locates and enters the gardens, the vast room he finds is not at all what he expected. There is plant life, but there is also the ever-present technology, keeping it all running.

He wanders down various pathways, gazing at the various plants and their attendant machines with obvious confusion, but also great interest.]

level three

[The overgrown wilderness of the upper levels is more what Thor was hoping to find. The hum of the ship is still there, but it's muffled by the greenery and plant life. He finds a small clearing and sits, leaning against a tree with his eyes closed.

Of course he never could remain still for long. Eventually he sits up straighter, taking Mjolnir into his hands. There has been a strangeness to the hammer ever since he arrived on board, and he wants to try calling its power, in a small, very controlled way.

After a few long moments of concentration, he succeeds in calling sparks to the hammer's head. He only holds them there for a moment before letting the gathered energy dissipate harmlessly. The frown on his face seems to indicate that the attempt was not as successful as he would have liked.]

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[He looks at Mjolnir from where he stands, an air of both condescension and curiosity emanating from his demeanour.]

We had assumed that such would be the case from our earlier conversation, if you recall. I would offer to take a look at it myself, but, well.

[Hard to do when you can't lift the damned thing.]

I imagine it irks you so.

It does indeed. I dislike being in an unfamiliar and possibly dangerous situation such as this without the full power of Mjolnir at my call.

[Using Mjolnir is second nature to him after so many years. Not knowing how the hammer will respond will be a weakness if they find themselves in a battle.

Thor nods towards the hammer sitting at his side.]

You have my permission to examine it, if you think that will tell us something.

[He knows Loki can't lift the hammer, but he's not sure if that's necessary for whatever Loki has in mind. Surely he can use his magic to examine it without needing to hold it?]

[Loki's frown deepens slightly, his gaze following Mjolnir. It's the principle of the thing, Thor.

Still, after a moment, he takes a step forward and crouches down, hovering both of his hands over the hammer. He really does hate the blasted thing, but that doesn't seem to be altering his focus and concentration in any way.

A longer moment passes without him speaking, and suddenly with an exhale of air he drops his hands. In one movement he allows his weight to drop back and he sits in the grass, legs out and bent at the knee in an almost reclining manner.]

Something dampens its power. That is all I can tell you. [There may be a slight murmur of frustration in his tone, but he hides it mostly well.] And it is as specific as I can get. It is the same that stifles my magic, something that the ship undoubtedly creates for those within it.

[Well, it was worth a try, even if it didn't tell them anything they didn't already know. Thor frowns at the hammer, and then looks back at his brother.]

Something very powerful, if it can suppress both Mjolnir and your magic.

[Something on the same level of power as Odin, which is a truly disturbing thought.]

This seems to be a common problem on board. I spoke with a woman earlier who reported a similar issue with her own abilities.

Something does not want anyone on this ship at their full potential. Is that truly so surprising? [It isn't to Loki, but it certainly can be frustrating. He plucks at a piece of grass, idly, turning it about in his fingers as he speaks.]

Less of a chance for those here to cause any undue amount of mischief.

I'm certain you will find a way to make mischief anyway. You always do.

[It's said with something that's not quite approval, but definitely isn't condemnation.]

It's obvious that brute strength will not be the answer to finding a way out. If it was, there are many others here who could have freed themselves by now. I believe your methods are better suited to this battlefield, brother.

Well, yes. I always do. [The grin that flickers across his face at the remark shouldn't be unfamiliar to his brother. When Thor speaks of methods and the like, he continues.] And I believe they are more suited to it, as well. The issues lies, however, in identifying the enemy in question.

[Thor nods in agreement.]

I have seen no sign of our captors, other than these odd memories of those who were on the ship before. I would discount those as being of the past, except it seems that things from the past of this ship do not always stay there.

We will need to be on our guard.

Ah, but you forget -- I am always on my guard. [He opens his arms wide, amusedly, as if to accentuate this.]

Of course you are.

[Well, seeing as there isn't much else they can do at the moment, Thor has something else on his mind.]

I have spoken with the other Thor, from the alternate world. I saw some of his memories, and he mine. It was an ...interesting conversation.

[He amused look turns into something a bit... well. Less amused. The idea of a second Thor on the ship was always something he wasn't sure what to make of.]

And what would two Thunderers reflect upon, after sharing memories? Did you compare the size of your hammers?

[Yes, he's being decidedly flippant about it -- but he does possess sincere interest on the matter, which he's sure Thor will share regardless.]

[He has to hide a smile at that comment.]

We did not, actually, but I'm certain mine is bigger.

[The moment of humor passes as he considers what the other Thor told him.]

In his world, Ragnarok has already happened. Everyone in Asgard died, only to be reborn again, as mortals.

[Loki's grin is only slightly lopsided, though he's silent for a moment as he considers the implications of what Ragnarok means to any version of Asgard.]

And did you ask what caused Ragnarok to come about? Does a Loki have a hand in it? [It was a strange thing to say, still feeling foreign on his tongue. But the idea of multiple universes is not so easily lost on Loki.] And reborn as mortals? I imagine that's little improvement.

He said that his Loki betrayed Asgard. Beyond that I did not ask for details.

[He didn't want to know. He'd rather not hear about any version of his brother being so beyond reason that he would destroy Asgard. Because that could never happen. Not with his Loki anyway. ~~(De-ni-al.)~~]

Apparently it was all part of Odin's plan, to have them become mortal and bring the stories of Asgard back to life on Midgard.

[He sounds extremely skeptical. That's kind of a crazy plan, even for Odin.]

[~~(Oh Thor.)~~ Loki, who betrayed Asgard and led it to its destruction. That does not sound too far from the stories surrounding Ragnarok to begin with. He shouldn't be surprised. And after all that has been said and done, he disturbingly isn't.

That last part is a bit strange, though, to say the least.]

And why care if the stories of Asgard have life on Midgard? Our Asgard oft does not think of Midgard unless it has to. This other Odin is just as unreasonable as yours.

[Yours. Not ours.]

[Thor just shrugs (and overlooks Loki's pointed reference to "his" Odin).]

Who can say what was in his mind? Their world is different from ours.

[For example:]

In that world, Thor has an older brother. Balder.

[And now Loki's face shifts into something reminiscent to "oh, ew."]

Another brother?

[Another shrug.]

Apparently?

[What would life have been like if Thor hadn't been the heir apparent? Of course their world ended up with Ragnarok, so things could have ended up worse.]

[Brow raise.] Of Odin and Frigga's blood?

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Of Odin's blood. Beyond that I am not certain.

[The other Thor had also said that Loki was a true son of Odin. Perhaps he shouldn't mention that detail. Besides, it's always possible he misunderstood.]

[Good judgement call, brother.]

Hm.

[A moment of thought, then:] I do wonder how things may have been different then, with two brothers instead of one. Of course, nothing may have changed at all -- or perhaps too much may have changed, and instead we are spared having a Ragnarok because of it. Who is to say? There are too many variables that lie within a differing universe. It is likely headache enough that there is another you milling about anyway.

It was rather odd to be having a conversation with myself, as it were. So many things are different about him, yet so many are the same.

[He shakes his head. It gives him a headache to think about it too long.]

As you said, too many variables.

Perhaps one day I will have the pleasure of meeting this alternate you. I'm sure the conversation will be as stimulating as it is now.

[--he says as he lays back in the grass, yes.]

He seemed rather shocked when I told him you were on board.

[Thor raises an eyebrow as Loki makes himself comfortable. He's actually a little surprised Loki hasn't left yet. This is probably the longest conversation they've had in the last two years.]

Speaking of familiar faces, I saw a man on the network who looked like Fa... Odin.

Shocked... in a positive way? Or in a way that I should likely be wary around him?

[Though he's lying down, his demeanour changes immediately when Thor says the latter.]

-And did you speak to him?