[video] un; thunderer

[worldsaway]

[When the feed flicks on, Thor's face engulfs it before he notes to move it back a little more. He's alright with technology, but not great.]

Hello. [He says, and he needs to pause because he feels like he's talking to himself.]

In amongst recent.. events, I thought it might be of some use to offer training in strength and combat. We are well protected, to be sure, but a new start in life can be enriched with new skills. If you are interested in learning, I can make myself available.

And on that note- [The camera shifts as he stands, and he swivels it to pan over a sad, indoor collection of potted plants. All in varying states of death. It's a horror movie for plant-based life forms.]

In the interest of learning new skills, I have begun to garden. I am aware it has not gone to plan. [He swivels the camera back to himself, unimpressed.]

I need a hardy plant, one that can withstand my novice abilities. I've no care for something pretty, I just want it to live. [The saddest request he's ever made, he's sure.]

If you have experience in this area, I'd be interested to know why my plants have made a murderer of me. I can provide coffee for your services.


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[fearofspiders]

[ And there's Vikings here? Honestly, will the absurdity never end? She shakes her head with a disbelieving huff. ]

I have met you but a moment, and still I have no doubt of this. [ pacifists don't immediately go and offer combat training, ok. ] Now I, I do not fight. I have left things like that to my husband. But seeing as I have done so, I do have an eye for what skill looks like in a duel. Perhaps I could watch one of yours.

[worldsaway]

[Thor makes about five expressions at once when she mentions husband. Surprise, skepticism, confusion, disappointment. It's a face journey.]

Why leave all the fun to your husband? [Thor raises a brow.] You are welcome to observe lessons, but I am afraid I've not had a serious battle since I arrived here. [It's probably for the best.]

[fearofspiders]

Really, Thor, is that the excuse you will use — and so preemptively, even? It's so common. No one can be blamed for a poor performance if he "wasn't really trying".

[worldsaway]

It's not my performance I'm concerned about, it's your expectations.

[fearofspiders]

I will keep them low, just for you, monsieur.

[worldsaway]

And we shall rue the day you must raise them for me.

[fearofspiders]

Will we? Do I not look like a woman ready to be impressed? Hopes high and expectations low, it is the way I have learned to handle men.

[worldsaway]

And what does your husband make of this outlook? Or is he the exception to the rule?

[fearofspiders]

As a renowned military man, the rule is most strictly applied to him. Someone must keep his ego in check.

[worldsaway]

And how long have you kept him in check, if I may ask?

[fearofspiders]

Three years, so far. Three years I suppose on hold, but it is true we will return home eventually, no? I can wait.

[worldsaway]

I wish you luck, then. It is not easy to love from afar, from different worlds. [And he's both the authority and the failure on that front.]

[fearofspiders]

No? That sounds like experience talking.

[worldsaway]

It is. I do not mean to sound jaded, however. I'm sure most anyone could do better than I.

here's where i start to realize these icons only cover like 3 expressions, sigh

[fearofspiders]

Possibly. If it is not too sad, and does not pain you too much, will you tell me about it?

[worldsaway]

If it interests you, I can. [He's not sure pain is the word he'd use now. It feels a little more hollow.]

This is not the first time I have been placed into a different world. The first time, I met a woman and fell for her. Instantly. [He adds, perhaps a little tersely.] Suffice to say, when I went back home, absence made the heart grow fonder. When I returned, we did not know how to make it work, then I was to leave again.

[He pauses, then adds.] It would have been better for the both of us, had I not pursued it.

[fearofspiders]

Oh.

[ she looks immediately sympathetic, a hand going to her chest. ]

That is very sad, monsieur. You have my condolences — nothing disappoints the heart more than a passionate flame that burns out even itself. But can you really say you should not have lit this flame at all? You keep at least the memories of its warmth with you.

[worldsaway]

[Thor feels a little uncomfortable with the pity, but he doesn't let it reflect outwardly. It's a normal reaction.]

No, I suppose I don't regret what I had. Merely how long it was drawn out before it ended. [He shakes his head.]

No matter. It hardly resembles your experience. For all we know, your husband could be brought here at any time.

[fearofspiders]

That is understandable.

But oh, monsieur, I do hope you are right. Perhaps my wistfulness is insensitive in the face of your story — but I feel so very certain he would love to meet you, and probably feel a strong urge to test his skill to yours. I suspect he would embarrass himself delightfully.

[worldsaway]

If you were married before you came to be here, then your foundations are already stronger than what I once possessed.

Then I hope to meet him soon, if only to best him.

[fearofspiders]

I am sure I would be remiss not to say that he would give you some challenge, I hope. Still, no one has mistaken him for a god.

[ a pause, where she realizes she is ... going on at great length about a guy who isn't here, to a guy who is probably being polite to care. with a sigh: ] Ah, but we will see that when and if we get there. And in the meantime, you'll tell me the next time you put on some fight for me to watch, won't you?

[worldsaway]

I will. [He cannot read her thoughts, so he cannot assure her of his sincere interest. Particularly in her, in her past and her thoughts.]

Until we meet again, then. It has been a pleasure. [He smiles, but he wonders if it will be the same next time.]

[fearofspiders]

Au revoir, mon loulou. Until then.