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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]

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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: (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.
rogueinladysclothing: (Hide Yourself Away)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-08-04 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Thor... honored? That isn't the reaction Amelia was expecting. Her eyes widen briefly at the statement, and then she turns her gaze away from him slightly when she notices the guilt cross his face. She hadn't meant for casual observations to cause him any distress. These are simply the kinds of things she notices because of her background. A woman raised in a port city and groomed to take over a business that flourished because of trade over the sea? Of course the docks caught her notice. Of course she noticed the ships sitting moored during the peak of the day rather than out on the water. These people are still getting settled, though, so it makes sense that not everything would be working at peak efficiency.

"I wasn't a sailor myself, but I know the basics from traveling across the sea my home was settled next to and speaking with the sailors who ran ships for my family. I'm not certain I could teach your people to sail well, but I'd be happy to help as best I could." Organization has always been her strongest skill, but a refresher from a few books and some videos from the library should give her enough to help these people. She hesitates a moment before adding, "This all only if you'd like my help. I wouldn't offer if I wasn't willing to follow through on all of it, but I don't want to appear as if I'm taking anything over from you or your people. This is your home; I'm merely a guest who wants to offer their assistance."

Assistance the also allows her time near the sea again. Dreams, it would be good to own up to that right now, but Thor's gone through enough already. This isn't her home and this isn't the time to ask for space in it beyond that offered when she's here to help. Anything more can come later when things aren't so tumultuous.
rogueinladysclothing: (Strong)

[personal profile] rogueinladysclothing 2019-08-04 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods slowly, grateful to hear that she's not about to be turned away. It means more time here and the chance to actually help those who can use her knowledge to make things better for themselves. It's such a small thing, but it means absolutely everything to the rogue. A small smile returns to her lips as she sits up straighter.

"I'll do everything I can to help with that. What help I can offer every day when I return will be yours." And she will return every day until she's certain the people of Asvera are confident in their own knowledge and abilities. She'll help them forage from the hillsides around the town, teach them about the uses of all of the plants they find and grow in their greenhouse, and get their vessels out on the sea. It will take time and patience both from herself and the Asgardians, but Amelia is certain they'll find a rhythm that works for all involved.

And if the rogue gets to enjoy more of the view and feel of this place while she aids them on their journey to self sufficiency? Well, that's simply a perk that the rogue will keep to herself while she smiles her way through all of the toil and struggles of teaching everyone her voice can reach.