[IC, open to all] Thor Fight Club

[pirateangelbaby]

It's a beautiful spring day in the Nexus, rolling green hills boasting bright splashes of color where flowers have blossomed in all their glory, birds singing in trees sheltered with new green growth, and the sun is shining merrily through puffy white clouds, the breeze only a little on the cool side.

In one of the flatter fields out towards the Wilds, however, things are not quite so peaceful at the moment.

There's an enormous rough ring marked out with scorch marks in the grass, large enough to rival the gladiator arena on Sakaar, and on the edge of the ring there's a cloth laid out with a small variety of weapons that look... well, very second-hand, to put it mildly. But enough to give a good selection of swords or axes or hammers, with a shield or two for protective options.

Thor stands to one side, checking his armor to make sure it's securely fitted before battle, training session or not, and can't quite chase away the grin on his face in favor of a more serious, kingly expression that he probably should be wearing. Learning to compensate for his missing eye is a matter of life and death, probably, whether his or someone else's, but he can't help but feel excited to face something other than a half-assed training dummy shoved into the corner of the cargo hold.

Right, then, who's up for a little sparring with the god of thunder?

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[pirateangelbaby]

Thor tends to expect his (typically) smaller opponents to use their agility and speed to their advantage, but the quickness of Spider-Man's opening assault still surprises him. He finds one fist fully ensnared in sticky webbing in the time it takes to blink, and it's fortunate his hands are far enough apart that the other isn't caught in the same trap, though it's a near thing.

Either way, he has little time to work out how to free his fingers before there is a red and blue blur streaking in his direction, low and fast. It's a familiar angle of attack, and Thor jumps on reflex to avoid it, though he misjudges his opponent's position and gets one boot clipped for his trouble, making him stumble a little as he lands. Thor pivots the moment he has his footing again, and attempts a return kick though he suspects - even before he turns - that Spider-Man has already left his reach, and swiftly casts an eye around to find where the youngster has gone.

His webbed hand is little more use than a club at the moment, but Thor is experienced with all sorts of weapons of war, and his hands have always qualified regardless. Still, having use of his fingers is far more helpful than not, and he spares a moment's attention calling lightning to coil around his fist, attempting to burn the webbing away.

[websnextdoor]

"Holy shit. You mean like actual from the sky lightning!" Not like electric powers or anything like real actual nature lightning.

Peter had a plan of attack but he's been completely derailed watching Thor burn the webbing away with more energy coalescing around him than Peter has ever sensed before ever in his life.

He's honestly in shock. But the awe inspired kind not the getting too close to a living God of Thunder kind. If Thor takes a swing at him it's going to connect squarely right now.

[pirateangelbaby]

Ah, there he is. And foolishly gaping at the admittedly impressive lightshow instead of launching his next attack, a mistake that Thor immediately exploits. One hand still aflame, he uses the other to strike out at Spider-Man and hits him squarely in the chest, sending him flying toward the edge of the ring.

Nor does Thor assume that this has his opponent down and out so soon, rapidly closing the distance again to get in close as he can before Peter can recover, pressing his advantage with a flurry of body strikes. Think fast, Spider-Man!