#thunderclxp

      "Your hair... it is so bright...         Why is that? I have         never seen anything         like it before..."

"Are you drunk?"

     "How may I be of service to you,      gorgeous?"

{ ® } ;; —-   Using anything other than his hammer                   during training was a rare occurrence,                   and he found the small blades a little                   insufficient. Swords, these were called. "I fail to see why your warriors  insist on using such miniscule  weapons, Thor."

YOU'RE A DOUGHNUT

Stella smiled at Thor. She never really knew what to call her, but considered her a good teammate. 'Shield-sister' indeed. "Ah, Princess. What brings you back to Earth?"

For a moment, standing on the rooftop across from the now devastated SHIELD Headquarters, she doesn't know what to do. Now that HYDRA is destroyed, or, at the very least, she's been freed by them, unwillingly, she came here, to see if there was anything left of SHIELD. There wasn't, but she was searching for help. When she hears movement behind her, she turns around quickly, her prosthetic right arm moving slightly as if to hide it from view. The only reason she was even granted that privilege even had the metal arm was because hers had gotten damaged during a mission, and they needed her to be functioning well.             "Who are you?"  She asked the stranger, her voice wary.