Thor Odinson ☈ (
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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.]
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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[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.]
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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.
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[He shakes his head. It gives him a headache to think about it too long.]
As you said, too many variables.
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[--he says as he lays back in the grass, yes.]
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[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.
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[Though he's lying down, his demeanour changes immediately when Thor says the latter.]
-And did you speak to him?
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[For one moment though, Thor had felt hope. He still half expects Odin to come riding out of the Bifrost to drag the two of them home.
He ponders Loki's first question for a moment before answering.]
I do not think you have anything to fear from the other Thor, although he may be reluctant to speak to you. I would venture a guess that his relationship with his Loki is just as...
[He struggles to find a word that could possibly describe their relationship before settling on one that is probably totally inadequate.]
Complicated.
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It's a very long pause before Loki says anything -- one might be under the impression that he would have fallen asleep if not for the fact that he suddenly says:]
I do wonder if it's fate. That things shall always be... 'complicated'.
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It's almost a relief when Loki finally speaks and breaks the unnatural silence.]
Between us? Or between every Loki and Thor in every world?
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[He sits up, staring out into the gardens, looking at nothing in particular.]
You are no doubt aware of the stories that mortals tell of us? Some that are correct, and some that are absurd?
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[There are a couple tales that come to mind immediately... Don't ask him about the horse. Don't ask him about the horse. Don't ask him about the horse...]
I would love to know how they heard the story of you dressing me as a bride in order to retrieve Mjolnir.
[He has his suspicions about that one.]
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you better not ask him about the horse, damn itThe most innocent little brother look you have ever seen.]
I would like to know as well. It remains a mystery.
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What of their tales?
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[Do not ask him about the horse. Do not...]
So in some other universe, there is a Loki who is mother to Sleipnir?
[... Oh well. Hey, he's still a big brother. Teasing his little brother is occasionally impossible to resist. At least he didn't imply that his Loki is Sleipnir's mother.]
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Funny.]
Ha ha. I certainly have never heard that implication tossed my way before. [SARCASM.] And I choose not to answer your question, for I know it was not asked in seriousness.
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He searches his memory, trying to recall more of the tales told by Fandral.]
Perhaps there is also a universe where Thor is the son of Odin and the spirit of the earth, instead of Frigga's son.
[He'd scoffed at that tale when he first heard it. He remembered it again after Loki fell, and suddenly it was not so amusing.]