Call forth the thunder

“ That’s just their lingo, man. A little joke of a phrase they use with each other. Though there’s definitely people who live that kinda life. ”

DAMARA: NO. YOU NOT UNDERSTANDING THEM. DAMARA: YOU SMOKE ASS. EAT GRASS. DAMARA: SKATING FAST IS A CONSTANT. YOU CANNOT SKATING SLOW. YOU WILL DIE.

     Red-faced, Rey takes Thor’s overwhelming praise with stride. Her mission had been to try to get used to his compliments, but no matter how many times she heard them they always seemed to get the same reaction. The bartender himself doesn’t seem to know what to do, but Rey shakes her head softly as she pulls Thor out of his seat. “I’m not here to drink. I’m here to take you home before you run these poor people out of business.”

     “And it’s just Rey. You know it is just Rey.”

“Oh, come now. Certainly the good proprietor of this establishment is more than willing to take up a few more hours of my time!”

Behind Thor’s back, the bartender simply mouthed ‘thank you’ towards Rey, tears streaming down his face. Poor guy must have had a rough time with Thor drinking the place dry. No doubt it’ll be a good week before they could open up for business again.

“At last! An activity I can actually enjoy!”

     This wasn’t her first festival, but it was the first festival one the island. Taking advantage of the many beaches, whoever created this event had many fire pits strung out across the shore. The salty smell of the ocean is overwhelmed by the aromas of cooking meat and sugar. Of course those things had her attention.

     “I thought they only gave out hot dogs.” She points to the strange meat that Thor had put on a stick and handed to her. “What is this?”

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“I haven’t the slightest idea. But it seems edible enough, doesn’t it?”

Thor always was more of an ‘eat first, ask questions later’ person. It certainly helped that his stomach could handle event he most exotic of foods that would prove hazardous to others. But in this instance, he was fairly certain there was no need to worry about edibility. Midgardians were ridiculously soft when it came to their eating habits. Poor fools couldn’t even handle troll’s flesh without burning a hole through their stomachs.

“Ah, love. Love comes in many forms and is expressed in many ways. At times ones love is proved through the act of self sacrifice. Placing another’s life before even your own. At other times love manifests in bed, with one’s pelvis broken through the sheer force of the other’s hips crashing down into their--”

“Slay beasts? Aye, I suppose this is an endeavor worthy of Thor. Still, I cannot help but feel as though there is more to this than is being told.”

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scavengess:

     It is almost impossible not to look utterly disapproving, confused and annoyed, but Rey somehow handles the situation with grace. By rubbing the bridge of her nose, she hides her face as Thor declares his title and promise with thunderous volume. It made sense, but it was completely unnecessary. The scavenger says nothing, choosing to let him get out his boast before turning to the stranger and child she had also decided to team up with.

     “Hello, I don’t believe we have met!” Rey speaks, putting forward a smile as she talks to Seras. Rey glances down at the boy whose face is suddenly red with anger, and she attempts to pull his attention to the two women beside him and not the self proclaimed god. “This is Atreus. I have only recently met him, but I have been told he has quite good aim. Hopefully we will all be able to work together… for whatever is about to happen.”

     So many questions for something none of them had answers for. Rey had been in the Hive for many years before it’s sudden demise, and she had yet to know if this ordeal would be the same like the ones she had faced before. Still, it was good to work with those willing, so she wanted to start this with everyone being on good terms.

     “Alright. Don’t we need a team name? And a location? This feels like a trap, but I suppose it can’t be helped.”

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         HEART-HEAVY, CAST OUT IN a world he’s never known, Atreus realizes, for the first time, that he isn’t inexplicably alone. It’s taken every recalcitrant bone in his body to insist that he string along with Rey—she doesn’t mar his place here; she’s familiarity and good fellowship; and he thinks he doesn’t have to wonder at it: that she has malicious intentions. He likes helping others; and, even more, he likes detecting the good in others.

         —but when he speaks, a thousand fanged thoughts sting him; he hates this being. He hates the Aesir for their particular manner of browbeating; for their refusal to leave him and his father alone; for making all Giants (his blood) flee and welcome death’s chilly embrace; for the way Magni and Modi spoke of his mother (and, to excite bitter feelings; at him: ’half-breed; freak’).

         —he wishes for nothing more than for his father to help him raise Hel upon Thor. But, he remains tight-lipped, the glower on his face dark as thunder; and it only softens once he is appreciative of Rey’s manners.

         “Uh—yeah. Hello,” his eyes smile, but his lips do not, for he still tries to calm the blood roaring in his ears like flames, “Rey is right; it’s probably not a good idea to stay here? In one spot?”

         “And if we need a team name, I can offer some. Maybe we can all,” he glares at Thor, however, “—maybe some of us can vote on it?”

godxfthunder | scavengess | talonbow | @notapolicegirl.

This tension in the air, you could cut it with a knife. Though he seemed to want to look like he wasn’t bothered, the boy was absolutely furious. Why? She didn’t know, but it seemed that the other woman with them was trying to keep some semblance of peace. And Seras? She felt like she was caught in the middle. She was an outsider looking in, and she didn’t quite know what to do.

At least Rey was quick to introduce herself and the boy. Rey is greeted with a smile of Seras’ own, hoping that whatever was going on between them would ease up a tad bit. ❝We haven’t! It’s a pleasure to meet you both. I’m Seras. I hope I will be of some use during this … whatever it is that is going on at the moment.❞

As harmless as everything seemed in that moment, she knew things would not remain like this. Her previous experiences with things like this made her cautious, and it seemed that everyone else was just as alert. ❝You’re right. We shouldn’t stay in one spot. I doubt things will remain this calm for long.❞

❝As for team names, I’m happy to hear some suggestions.❞ Her gaze shifts between the other three. Seras didn’t miss the glare, and it seemed that Thor was the source of Atreus anger. It made her curious, but she wasn’t about to ask. No need to add fuel to the fire.

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“Excellent. Seems we have our team then!”

It seemed as though Thor was the only one who hadn’t been overly concerned with the situation at hand. Well, face enough dangers in your life and you learn to power through even the most dire of circumstances. All he needed to do was protect his teammates from whatever dangers may lie ahead of them. And having laid eyes upon the girl associated with their captors, he couldn’t help but feel as though they’d be fending for their lives soon enough.

“If you feel the need to humor the girl’s request for names, then feel free to do so. We’ll set off to finish our task as soon as you’ve decided. It seems this device itself will point us towards our destination.”

Thor glanced over towards the others before settings his sights on the boy. And casually just.. handing the gun over to him.

“You seem a trustworthy sort. We’ll task you with handling the device. The rest of us will be your shield and protect you from any harm. ‘Tis the duty of adults to look after the young ones, after all.”

“Held captive again, I see. This place is no less infuriating than the last. And I suppose we have no choice in the matter.”

Still, even if the child did not have such potent protections around her, Thor would not have thought to strike her. A foolish point of view, perhaps, but the thought of attacking a minor left a bad taste in his mouth. With that in mind, his options were very much limited. Go along with this absurd farce, or risk incurring whatever wrath fell upon those who did not obey. 

Thor agreed to the girl’s terms and was left with the item required to accomplish his task. Or rather, their task. She demanded that groups be formed for whatever reason and he could not help but feel as though there were sinister motivations behind it. But if that was the case, then..

“Hear me, my friends! Those of you seeking companions are free to join with the Mighty Thor! Son of Odin and God of Thunder. Whatever trials await us, I swear upon my life that I shell let no harm fall upon my companions. What say thee?”