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Thor Odinson, God of Thunder, King of Asgard ([personal profile] pirateangelbaby) wrote2019-06-15 09:04 am
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Even a God Can Need a Friend [Open to friends]

[OOC: This post and its threads may contain Endgame spoilers. Potential trigger warnings include depression, alcohol abuse, and suicidal thoughts. (See the bottom section of Thor's updated permissions page for more detail on relevant warnings, Thor’s triggers, and a disclaimer about his narration style.) If you intend to tag Thor and are sensitive to this kind of content, please let me know before we begin so that I can provide a safer roleplay experience for you. Individual threads on this post will not be warned for on a case by case basis.

Thor has left his current address with the remaining Avengers, Loki ([personal profile] coldsong), Prometheus ([personal profile] liverfree), and Sif ([personal profile] lady_sif). Other close friends are welcome to visit by getting coordinates from those listed, which may be done offscreen (of the Avengers, Rocket is the most likely to be out and about in the Nexus right now) - if in doubt, please ask the relevant mun. This post is intended to provide Thor with moral support as he grapples with his mental health; each thread will be treated as though it is a different day entirely so his mood and the immediate setting may vary. I do not mind slow tags, and this post will be perpetually open for a long while, so don't worry if you can't get to it right away but still want to play.]


Above the Arctic Circle, in the far north of Norway, the village formerly known as Henningsvær sprawls out across a tiny chain of islands. Despite the approach of summer, the weather is cool and overcast, sea breezes often sweeping through the narrow streets. For those approaching by road, the small single-lane bridge leading from the mainland now boasts a hand-painted sign in Norsk and Asgardian runes welcoming visitors to Asvera, which the local humans have taken to calling New Asgard. Population: 832.

Though much of the world still feels half-empty and apocalyptic, there is little of that here. Asgard has filled the empty spaces, each house claimed and occupied, as well as several hotels that once served seasonal tourists. Fishing boats come and go from the harbor, dock workers hard at work learning to repair nets and lines, others processing the day’s catch for consumption. There is no market, no selling of goods; everything is distributed communally through the grocery on the main island, every citizen entitled to a share, every citizen expected to work to support the others, save for the children who are too young.

The village is quiet, but busy. There is always work to be done, or new skills to learn to survive in their new home. The king, however, may not be so easy to find. Here in the tiny Norwegian village, there is no golden palace to give visitors a place to start looking. Perhaps it’s best to ask for directions.
rogueinladysclothing: (Ready For Travel)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-07-10 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
She hadn't expected to hear much from or about any of the Avengers who had stumbled into the Nexus after losing so much of their universe for a long time. The news that Thor had settled, truly settled, with what remained of his people in a place that was both suited to them and so similar to the origins of her own home city made Amelia all the more eager to offer any assistance she could. It was a touch selfish, though she barely even admitted that to herself, but Thor was a friend of Steve and that was reason enough to put her hands to work for his cause.

Stepping out of a portal atop a hill above the city, the rogue has to take a moment to ground herself.

It was so strange to see the sea again. To look out over the horizon and know that the other side was so far that it wasn't possible to reach it with her own two feet. It takes the breath from her lungs as she stares out at the deep blue waters and breathes in the heady scent of salt and life that exist only in places like this. Turning from it feels impossible, and for a few moments the rogue allows herself to dwell on thoughts of the place that was once her home and how much this place makes her ache for that.

But she's not here for herself today. If anything, she's here for the distraction that helping others will bring. Thor has suffered as much as Steve, and that helps keep Amelia's thoughts where they need to be.

Tucking her hands into the pockets on the inside of her light cloak, the rogue makes her way down the hillside toward the center of the town. Every step feels like one closer to where she came from before running into the Nexus, and it brings an unwitting smile to her face as she watches the Asgardians at work in the market and out on the harbor. Her fingers twitch with excitement at the prospect of doing things she grew up learning and watching, and she eventually takes down the fancy braid crown she did for herself to put her hair into a more laid-back, over-the-shoulder French braid that's better suited to the work she hopes is ahead of her.

"Excuse me," she calls softly as she approaches the market. A few faces turn to her, and she finally remembers to quiet her smile into something more appropriate for the mood of the city. "I'm an acquaintance of Thor and I was told I might be able to help you all while you settle into your new home. Do you have anything you need assistance with until I find him?"
rogueinladysclothing: (Happy Smile)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-07-12 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Amelia's clothes are a mix of modern and old as well today: sturdy jeans are tucked into her usual leather boots - daggers included - and are accompanied by a basic black long sleeved shirt under a leather underbust corset. She feels all the more at home as she notices the amalgamation of clothing styles, but her attention doesn't linger on it for long.

The work she's offered is as close to perfect for her as it could be in a place like this. Dreams, she can be truly useful to these people. The thought warms her smile and she nods as she takes a few steps closer to the young man who spoke. "My family's business is spice trading. If you show me the plants and herbs that are unfamiliar to you, I can identify them for you and teach anyone who has the time to hear it." She tucks her fingers into fists and clenches them tightly to keep from getting ahead of herself. "Can someone show me where these plants are? If no one has time to stay with me today, I can harvest some and bring them back to explain over a meal later. If any of them interest your people, I can return and teach as many as you'd like everything I know."
rogueinladysclothing: (Lady)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-07-15 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
It'll be a tough hike for the rogue - it's been a while since she had such a challenge laid out in front of her - but nothing that can't be conquered with enough determination and stubbornness. She smiles when he bows and returns the gesture with an incline of her head and shoulders. "Amelia Ronsam," she offers. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Vidar. Please, lead the way." She motions for him to do so, falling in step with him as soon as he begins making his way toward the mountain.

"If you can," she begins after they're a bit further out from the crowd, "can you tell me what needs you're hoping to have met with the plants that grow here? I can focus my search on those that would be most useful to you today if I know ahead of time, and I can come back to look through the rest another day." Whether or not that ends up happening, Amelia already knows she'll be back. From the general look of the village, the Asgardians are still getting set up and settling into their new home, and that's something she feels confident she can help with. This is like the place her heart wishes was still home and any knowledge she can pass on to those who actually do live here is something she feels should be done.
rogueinladysclothing: (Concern)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-07-23 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
It's kind of Vidar to keep to her pace, as it gives her enough time to think more carefully about his ask. It's been a long time since she's thought about herbs and spices for much else besides pain and the occasional wound to prevent infection before she's able to seek more practiced medical help. The times anyone in Masarra would ask for things to help with their anxiousness, sadness, or despair were very few, and the requests often came from concerned family or friends rather than the person who needed the help. Amelia can only hope that the few herbs she's found are common in the multiverse grow wild in this area - or can be quickly cultivated in the cooler climate.

"We'll have to see what's on the mountain itself, but have you heard of the flowers called lavender or chamomile? They may have other names locally, but both are good for soothing the mind and helping to relax the body. I can't promise they'll have the effect your healer is hoping for, but many people I've met speak of feeling lighter after drinking a tea made from either."

The idea may be one given in vain, but it's worth a try. These people have been through a lot in the past few months and anything to relieve their burdens, if only for a little while, is something that shouldn't be discounted.
rogueinladysclothing: (Hopeful)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-07-23 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Amelia's glad to see her knowledge is useful to these people. Too often it feels as if everything she learned from her family's business before coming to the Nexus is useless and out of date. Here, at least, she can be helpful to people outside of herself, and that is a powerful feeling the rogue carries as they make their way along the road.

Once they're actually foraging for plants, Amelia points out everything she can think of. Dandelions, juniper, sage, henbane, among several others. There are still a dozen or more than Amelia doesn't know, but she takes a picture of each as Vidar collects them and assures the man that she'll investigate the names and properties of each of them once she returns to the Nexus. The library there will have everything she needs to at least find out the names and what the people of Earth use the plants for.

It takes over an hour for the rogue to exhaust everything the two of them are able to find easily. They're turning back toward the village when she suddenly stops Vidar with a word and then motions for him to follow as she steps out into the knee high grasses off one side of the road. Ahead of Amelia is a small patch of small white and yellow flowers, which she crouches down to examine once close enough. She picks a single flower from the group, rubs a white petal between her fingers long enough to destroy it, then touches her finger to her tongue to taste it. A bright smile comes over her face and she quickly turns to Vidar.

"This," she says, pointing to the flowers, "is chamomile. If there's some growing here, there's likely to be more spread throughout this field and downwind from this area. A bit more exploration of the area will be necessary to find it, but I'm confident there's at least a few more flowers hiding among the grasses."
rogueinladysclothing: (Magic)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-07-29 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
The Asgardians may not know much about the plants in their new home, but they certainly know the basics of horticulture. It'll be enough to get them started this season when combined with greenhouse they've already built. Amelia's only hope is that the plants will be able to help these people the way they're all hoping.

The greenhouse itself is a work of art unlike anything Amelia's ever encountered before. She's read about them fairly extensively, but she's never actually been inside of one, much less one that's producing so well so soon after its construction. It's an impressive sight, one that captures her attention long enough that it takes her a few extra seconds before she nods to Vidar for his assistance and steps closer to Thor.

"It's beautiful," she says softly, taking care to avoid startling him. "Not just this building, but all of it. The mountains, the town, the sea..." She exhales a soft breath and kneels beside Thor, a warm smile on her face. "You've found a wonderful place to begin again with your people."
rogueinladysclothing: (Shy Smile)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-07-31 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
The display of magic is amazing. To be able to cause plants to grow and flourish with only a thought and some focus is well beyond anything the rogue can manage. She's never seen a display of magic like this one and she's honestly a bit upset with herself that she interrupted it. If she'd known what Thor was doing, she'd have sat back and watched with wide eyes and child-like wonder.

She shakes her head when he speaks, her smile tugging wider across her face. "No need to apologize. This is a busy place and I took the chance to help as best I could." She only hopes it's as helpful as she'd like it to be.

Turning her head briefly to the door, she holds in a content sigh as she thinks over her time here. "I got to know a young man, Vidar, fairly well as I helped him identify and collect herbs and plants from the mountains the grasses around the town. He seems a good, stout young man, eager to put himself to work for the sake of all." It's noble - something she's unused to after years of selfish actions - and worthy of far more praise than Amelia can manage.

With a bit of shifting, she moves to sit on one hip with her legs out beside her. "Please, don't let me interrupt you," she says, motioning to the flourishing garden around them. "I'm happy to watch until you're done with your work. I've never seen magic like this and it's..." Dreams, it feels awkward to use the word again, but it's all that comes to mind. "It's beautiful, and beyond any words I could use to describe it."
rogueinladysclothing: (Magic)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-08-02 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"He has the capacity to learn. With some training and guidance, I think he'd do very well in the position." Vidar certainly showed his willingness to learn and take on the hard tasks when necessary. Given enough time, Amelia's certain he could become very adept at alchemy. Not that she knows exactly what's required, but enough time spent trading and bartering with alchemists when she was younger has given her a fairly decent idea.

"Fertility magic?" That would explain why she's never seen or read about its like. All of her studies have focused on elemental and defensive magics - anything like what Thor is doing now is far outside anything she even realized existed. But now he's made her curious, and her curiosity is something that's hard to let go of when she feels so... at home in a place. "How does it work? Do you instruct the plants to grow? Or is it something more simple than that?"
rogueinladysclothing: (Rueful Smile)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-08-02 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Knowing what both Thor and Loki have lost, Amelia's smile becomes more sympathetic when Thor tells her where this particular gift came from. It's both a blessing and a curse to have something from someone you loved so close to you at all times. That this one can help so many seems like a strike in its favor, though.

More distracting than all of that is the explanation of how it works. To unlock the future of something that's already destined or likely to occur is such an incredible power. Where Amelia can only bring death and destruction - and sometimes protection for things that already live, if she can manage the spell that day - Thor can bring life. He can take the seeds of it and make it into something more. It's incredible, and she's not certain he sees that the way she does. Her awe and wonder are written in her face, in the way her eyes widen as he speaks and her smile seems to become impossibly bright. This... this is the kind of gift people would kill for, even if they had no way to use it at the start.

"You shape the lives of everything you touch with this magic." It's not an accusation or a call to action; It's a statement of what she understands as truth. "You could save an entire people with this gift simply by helping them grow food in the worst of conditions. It's amazing."

She hesitates for a moment when she realizes how close that statement hits in their current circumstances. Without Thor's magic, this place won't be able to flourish and survive. Her cheeks turn bright pink and she looks down at her hands as embarrassment and shame come over her. Maybe she got a little too eager for her own good again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think before I spoke. All I meant is that I think your gift is beautiful and important, and something that should be treasured." She exhales a soft breath before looking up at him with a rueful smile. "I truly hope this helps your people. You've found a good place to start fresh with them, and I think what you're doing here will give this home what it needs to thrive."
rogueinladysclothing: (Hopeful)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-08-02 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
The telltale signs of sadness are written all over his face. Try to hide it as he might, it's easy for Amelia to see she's upset Thor on some level with her thoughtless comment. She's never been one for optimism, but a town like this, set on the sea and reminding her so much of her lost home, she can't help but feel hopeful. Tragedy is written in her blood and now it's written in Thor's, too. Even if he thinks all that's happened that's led to him settling what remains of his people here is his fault, Amelia would never accuse him of it or encourage the thought. Actions done in good faith, selfish as they can be at times, aren't a reason to drown oneself in guilt and regret.

If it were... the rogue would have drowned long before she found the Nexus. She can't teach others to justify the ends with whatever means are necessary in the moment, but she hopes she can help lift people from their sadness. In a place this beautiful, this... perfect, there's no room for self-pity and misery. Grief will linger as long as it needs to, but that doesn't mean the rest of the heavy emotions should have a reason to take hold.

But that's a conversation to hold another time. Thor's willing to show her more of his magic and she's eager to see it and ask more questions of it. Starting with one asked completely in earnest and with an innocence of what he's alluding to. "Your magic can affect people? What does it do? Cause hair to grow faster? Encourage growth in children?"
rogueinladysclothing: (No Way!)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-08-02 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Being an adult doesn't necessarily equate with understanding all the nuances around sex and reproduction. It doesn't help that people on her world rarely used the word 'fertility' or any of its derivatives except in the context of farming and agriculture. That Thor can help women become fertile in the hopes of conceiving a child... For all the sense it makes, it's still extremely awkward for her when he calls it out.

"N-not a problem for me," she says quickly, her face flushing a bright red. "I'm not-- I mean I don't--" Dreams she needs to stop trying to speak and just say the important part. "I've never had sex and no men have any interest in me so it's fine."

...oh dreams, that's even worse. Her shoulders tense and her eyes widen before she quickly covers her face with one hand, motioning in the direction of the plants with the others.

"Please go ahead." And cut her off from saying anything else, please. Please?
rogueinladysclothing: (Shy Smile)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-08-02 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Honestly, he could have left it at "good" and she wouldn't have minded. She kicks herself enough about not being attractive enough to get someone over her often abrasive personality to want to even think about starting a relationship with her (platonic or romantic) that someone else doing the same doesn't really catch her attention. Of course someone else would say it after meeting her when it's so obvious.

Really, though, the awkwardness of this whole conversation will detract from any feelings that might have been hurt by offhand comments. At best she'll remember how awkward they both were when it came to talking about her (lack of a) sex life. At worst she'll remember how she dug herself a really deep whole in the conversation.

The renewed use of Thor's magic is a good distraction for both of them, though. Amelia sits quietly as the god gets settled enough to begin again, her breath catching in her chest at the sight of the first signs of blue that leave him and find their way into the earth. She can't fully describe it, but it feels like he's putting an outside energy into everything around him and letting whatever his magic touches decide how best to use it. It's powerful in a way that catches at the edge of her senses, reminding her of other subtle uses of magic that were meant to encourage the body's own healing processes without doing anything directly. She doesn't fully understand it, but it makes her curious enough to add it to her mental list of topics to read about later.

When it's done, the rogue exhales the breath she had been holding and looks around the greenhouse with a renewed smile. What would have taken weeks or months, Thor has encouraged in a matter of minutes. Everything is ready for harvesting and not a day past perfect ripeness. Even if the recently crowned king of Asgard can't see what he's done for the beautiful, impressive thing that it is, Amelia can't see it any other way.

"Thank you," she says warmly when he's settled again. "I never thought I'd see anything like this in my life, and now I want to learn more about it." If not for her own use, then to bring knowledge of it to others (maybe even Thor, someday, if he wants to know). "I thought I'd come to offer my help, but I feel like I've gotten more than I've given. A day close to the sea, a new magic to research, my knowledge from my world actually being useful..." She huffs a small laugh. "I could be content here for the rest of my life, I think."
rogueinladysclothing: (Curious)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-08-03 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods excitedly, ignoring the dirt he's smeared across his face. He asked a question she's interested in answering and everything else is ancillary for the moment. "My family traded herbs and spices in a port city on my world. I studied horticulture when my free time wasn't otherwise accounted for, and when I came to the Nexus I continued my studies when I needed a distraction. I certainly don't know everything about the plants that grow wild around here, but I was able to help Vidar name and catalogue many of them while we made our way to and from the mountain. I have pictures of those I couldn't identify so I can research them at the Grand Library in the Nexus. I'll come back to share what I've learned with Vidar and anyone else who wants or needs to know."

Her smile is irrepressible as it spreads across her face. Thor may not be able to smile honestly or move forward from the grief and guilt he feels, but the rogue's spirits seem higher now than they have almost any other time they've met. Something about this place makes it impossible for her to act otherwise.

Pressing her hands to the floor next to her hips, Amelia laughs softly as she relaxes back into them. "With the right contacts and a few months' time, I could probably get some trade going through your docks as well. If not for the plants that grow wild here, then certainly for the fish that must be in the sea. This world is far more advanced than mine, but people can still be encouraged to barter and trade one good for another. At the very least, I could probably help you get the docks more organized. I didn't look closely, but any new home can use a keen eye from someone with experience to help."

Maybe she's overstepping with that last offer, but she can't help it. This place calls to everything in her blood that she's been trying to ignore since she moved into her current apartment in the Nexus. Letting go of everything that made her the woman that she was on her world has been excruciatingly difficult, and the temptation of stepping backward, even for only a short time, is something she doesn't want to resist.

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