#leiptrhaut

                               “ God a’Thunder, huh? My ex was the Clown Prince a’Crime, which is kinda the same sorta thing. ” She was totally screwed if this guy and his friends were determined to keep her from stealing that rock thing over there- which had been her plan until a moment ago. She had a buyer for it, although she had no idea what it really was. But the look of this guy made her back off a little in a way that the Bitsy Batsy had never managed to.

                   “ Tell y’what. Don’t throw me out t’window, and I’ll even say it’s BETTER than that little greasepaint shitstain’s claim to fame. How’s that for a deal? Sweeten the pot, I’ll back away slow, and go out the air ducts the way I came, and y’can forget y’even saw lil ol’ me. ” 

❛ so... ❜   rey starts, glancing between his hues & the HAMMER,     ❛ if i’m not deemed WORTHY, i won’t be able to even pick it up? ❜

“Oh, uh - CUTE!, that’s cute. And, uh, pointy.”

The Grandmaster’s smile froze in place, eyebrows coming thunderously down as he lifted his chin, unbothered by the blade levelled at him from the, mmm, DISGRUNTLED-looking guard. He’s quick to spot the guy he’s come all this way for, though, psychic tendrils reaching out and wrapping themselves subtly around the chords of his focus to bring Thor’s attention around to him. He doesn’t exactly shy away from making eye-contact with the god either, one long, blue-lacquered finger gentle pushing the tip of the offending blade away from himself.

Diana was in awe to say the least as she skidded in her tracks and tried to keep her balance as best she could, this was a sight she had never seen before in all her years in the world of man. It was like Zeus himself had appeared before her and of course that was impossible. She slowly adjusted her grip on the hilt of her sword, eye’s trained on the blonde man taking down the armed guards that had decided to turn on her when she went to stop a robbery in progress at a museum. 

She was impressed but very confused about him, how did he know there was trouble here and more importantly how did he wield the power of Zeus himself. When the fighting finally began to die down, most of the guards began to stand down after he joined the fight. 

“Who are you?” Diana questioned, sword still drawn in case things turned ugly, she didn’t know if she could trust this man yet. 

              “If you FAILED the first time you faced him, why would you think you could possibly walk away from facing him a second time?”