We’re all scared of trenches. [semi-closed]

[worldsaway]

Who| Thor and [closed] to close CR/people who have arranged to meet him. Mostly Avengers/Vikings but if you have a burning need just message me!
What| Thor returns from the glorious finale and is understandably ruffled by how it went down.
Where| D2, the commons/particularly the bar area/training center
When| After Thor dies.
Warnings/Notes| Talk of a vicious death, drinking to cope

If there's any good Thor can take from this, it's that his legs don't hurt anymore. He awakes and returns to his dwellings in silence, the weight of the past few months sitting heavily on his shoulders. Self care comes first. He eats, he drinks, he showers and he tries to make himself rest in silence for at least a while. He soaks in all that he has gone without in the Arena, but he can't stay idle for long. Being alone makes him repeat everything, every mistake he made and every chance he should have used. It will be much better to be around people, his people. He hadn't expected Bro's words to stick and resound for so long, but it gives him something to strive for. To be, as he put it, selfless or whatever and someone to lean on just as Thor should be.

And so he sets off to find them, and he'll poke his head around many places in the tower. He's dressed casually in a flannel shirt over a white shirt and jeans with his hair pulled back, he definitely looks as unimpressive as he feels, but he won't dwell on that. He'll wander through the training center first in the hopes of approaching his friends, then he'll move to the commons in the hopes of catching them as they pass before moving to treat himself to a drink at the lobby bar. Eventually, he'll find himself back up in District Two and acquaints himself with the couch, knowing people will seek him out there.

Even with his friendly intentions, he can't help the fact that he's glowering for the most part. He tries to look approachable, but the stern annoyance is apparent in his expression.

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[worldsaway]

Thinking of Darcy brought up many conflicted feelings for Thor. Firstly, despite himself, she reminded him of Jane and everything they have waiting for them back home. Secondly, she reminds him that he failed to protect her properly and she suffered for it. It's impossible for him to forgive himself for that, but he won't allow himself to dwell on it in her presence.

When she wanders in, he watches curiously at her nonchalance and the packet in her hand. His expression is a little grave until he realises just what she's offering. A warm smile reaches his lips and he leans in to pluck one of the foiled pastries from the box and unwraps it. "Thank you." He begins, too eager to take a bite before he continues the conversation. "Have you enjoyed your stay?" He asks that with his dry brand of sarcasm, quirking a brow at her.

[tasermaiden]

Darcy gets that Thor's this mighty, legendary warrior who carries the world on his shoulders and tries to protect those who can't protect themselves. It's an admirable thing about him.

But, fuck, if he starts apologizing for not protecting her, she's going to give him an earful.

"It's no big. Unlike some people, I can't eat an entire box on my own in one sitting without feeling queasy." She grins up at him, fishing out a packet for herself. "Y'know, other than the being pursued by someone who's taken the Iron Man cosplay to the next level for something I didn't even do? It hasn't totally sucked. I don't have to share my room, and I never got to say that about any of the dorms at Culver. And the food's pretty good. Not sure it's worth the price of admission, but I'll take what I can get."

She can't bring herself to look at him and instead fiddles with the foil as she tries to find the right words. "How about you? I know you haven't been back as long, but how's your time been outside of the Mall of Murder?"

[worldsaway]

It's been difficult, but Thor is slowly starting to learn that people don't appreciate being coddled like that. He doesn't mean to give the impression that he doesn't trust anyone, but the fact that absolutely everyone must die, come back and continue to die over and over again is difficult for someone like him to adapt to. For anyone, really, but sometimes it's better not to think of that or any of the sadness that plagues them here. Darcy is good for that.

"All it takes is practice." He suggests with an air of wisdom not befitting the wisdom he's imparting here. He shifts when she brings up her death, searching his mind for who she might be referring to while trying to look perfectly casual about it all. "The food is most good." He agrees, zeroing in on the pleasant topic. "I've not eaten so well in so long. They keep themselves well stocked."

He sets his gaze down as well, focusing on taking another bite of the poptart and responding with a shrug. "Well enough. It is good to relax- drink and eat. The shower was well worth the wait."

[tasermaiden]

She lets out a painfully unladylike snort. "Dude, my stomach was so not made for eating contests. Though, you'd probably kickass at them." She hums thoughtfully as she mulls that over. "Y'know, we could totally enter you in one of those if...when we get home. You'd make a killing."

Plus, coaching him for a huge eat-off would probably be a lot more fun, and amusing, than looking over Jane and Erik's data. As much as she loves them, a person can only handle looking over numbers that eventually start melding together for so long before going totally bonkers. It's definitely one of the worst parts of being Jane's intern.

There's something comforting about the warm blanket of small talk. There aren't any emotional obligations or much in the way of worries that she'll say something catastrophically dumb that could get them both brutally murdered. "Ugh, I would do unsavory, horrible, non-lethal, but still totally illegal things to get a shower or a bathtub like the ones here back home. So many bubbles."

[worldsaway]

Luckily, Thor has very few preconceptions of what a lady ought to be, considering the ladies of Asgard can be quite different. "What purpose is there to an eating contest?" It seems a rather stupid question, now that it's out in the open, but he's genuinely curious. "What prizes do they offer?" He seems under the impression that this is a bigger and grander deal than it really is.

The talk does help. Truly. He's always been fond of Darcy but rarely had spent much time alone with her. He wasn't with Jane long before he'd been sent here, so he's not experienced much of the homelife he's supposedly gone on to live. But he doesn't like to think of that.

"A dangerous vow to make in a place like this." He chuckles. "The baths of Asgard were far more glorious, you know. Not so sterile and bland, I should think. They were gold and painted and bigger than this entire room." He can't help looking a little distant as he thinks of it. "A man needs a room to bathe in."

[tasermaiden]

"Money, t-shirts, glory, having your picture on the wall of a restaurant." Okay, maybe it isn't the same as surviving great battles, but it's a time honored Earth tradition and she'll defend it to her last breath.

She still isn't sure what's up with all the time weirdness here. Hell, she isn't sure exactly how far down this rabbit hole of wacky goes. What she's sure of, more than anything else in this crazy murder funland, is that Thor's alien god weirdness is the type of weird she's gotten fairly adjusted to.

"I dunno, that much gold sounds a little gaudy," she says with a playful smile. Nuh-uh, no sad gods on her watch. "Y'know, making the bathrooms a little more homey could be fun. I mean, if they don't count it as an act of vandalism and decide to lose their shit about it."

[worldsaway]

It's a silly thing, Thor thinks, but it's the kind of silly thing he loves about Midgard. Their customs were never as grand as Asgard, but their pride in just about anything is endearing and enjoyable. "All things I take an eager interest in." He rubs his chin in consideration. "I shall have to lay claim on as many contests as I can." He's weirdly sincere about all of this, too.

"Gaudy?" He echoes, making sure to sound as miffed as possible. "If a gold bathroom is gaudy in your eyes I should like to see the impact all of Asgard leaves upon your mind." He gives her a brief side eye for her trouble, but then he considers what she's saying with a nod. "I'm not sure I possess the craftsmanship necessary for it, or I'd have taken it into my hands long ago."

[tasermaiden]

"We could start a Tributes only eating contest." Really, it'd be fun. They could all be distracted from the oppression and terrible for a little while. Okay, sure, the Capitol would probably push it as something, but it could still be their's. "I'm forfeiting in advance. I know that I'd lose to you."

There's nothing small or delicate about the laugh that Darcy lets out. It's closer to a cackle than anything else. "Dude, please tell me that there's a swimming pool full of gold to pull a Scrooge McDuck in." Okay, he probably has no clue what that means, but still. "I'm sure between the two of us we could figure it out. Or find someone here who has the know-how. I mean, c'mon, someone here has to have some carpentry or metallurgy skills, right?"

[worldsaway]

"Most would be wise to, if that were the case." He doesn't have any reason to sound anything but smug, and it shows in his smile and in his tone. "I've yet to see another who can conquer a fridge like I can." The way he says fridge is almost awkward when strung along with everyone else he says. He punctuates it by digging his hand into the box of poptarts to pull forth another one and make progress.

"I don't follow." He says around a mouthful of poptarts, brows knitting together before his expression eases and he chuckles. "You've certainly taken a vested interest in it now. I had thought you were impressed enough with the state of your bathing room."

[tasermaiden]

"I dunno," she says before taking a bite of her poptart, "I mean, Cap's a super soldier and has a super metabolism, according to some trivia books." Which may be completely untrue, but she's willing to believe it. But, really, Thor using the word conquer for what he does to poor, unsuspecting fridges is alarmingly accurate.

"Errr...Scrooge McDuck is an anthropomorphized duck with a fault full of gold coins that he dives into and swims in." Okay, explaining it makes Duck Tales sound really weird. "Hey, just because I'm impressed doesn't mean that there isn't room to improve."