Bless my soul [open]

[worldsaway]

WHO| Thor Odinson and OPEN
WHAT| Thor around the mall, beverages, roombas and shirtlessness within.
WHERE| Water fountains, food court, anywhere you want him.
WHEN| Week 3
WARNINGS| Standard Hunger Games stuff. He's dressed like this.

[Food Court.]
Thus far, this Arena has proven to be slower than the last. Thor wants to say duller, but deep down he knows admitting that would be coaxing chaos. The food court explosions had been eventful, but not in the way of a spirited battle. It's almost funny to him, how good he probably would have been at this sort of thing when he was a hotheaded fool. He's certain he would have fought any who opposed him, but he probably would have traipsed into a trap long ago.

He thinks this and yet, he's wandering back into the scene of the carnage from a few days ago. It seems as if all has settled for the moment, but he searches around curiously for anything that could be of use, keeping an eye out for anyone who might still be here. His searches bring him to cans of what looks to be drinks served alongside meals. The bright colours make him wary, but the promise of UNLIMITED ENERGY is tempting indeed. He packs some away to share, cracking open the gaudy can to try it. He wasn't sure what he expected, but the sweetness of it almost has him sputtering. He cannot deny that the flavour is appealing, so he'll keep hand of it as he travels.


[Chasing Roomba.]
The promise of UNLIMITED ENERGY was not folly, Thor feels abuzz with enthusiasm and adrenaline and he stalks the mall for a target. When it becomes apparent that the robotic creatures have become aggressive, they seem as good an opponent as any. Thor charges at them whenever he sees one, kicking and seeking to destroy the vicious little machines. He has weaponry, but he seems to prefer crushing them with his feet and arms.

The excersise is refreshing and he enjoys himself, so don't be too surprised if a wall of thunder god bellows at you to be wary, rapidly approaching with what looks to be hoped up energy drink. "This drink is most excellent." He assures, pressing it into the hands of strangers before taking it upon himself to protect anyone and everyone from small vacuuming robots with weirdly aggressive tendencies.

[Washing off/Fountains.]
A sugar crash is a most awful thing to experience. Two or three cans had him on top of the world and eagerly bounding through the mall, now he feels as if he could sleep for years or more. He can't afford the lethargy, so he decides his best course of action is to wash. He strips his dressing gown and armored shirt off entirely, realising he ought to replace the garment now that the weeks have progressed.

He splashes the cool water of the fountain on his face after cupping some into his hand, repeating the motion a few times over his face again and his chest. He certainly feels more refreshed and far more alert, so he'll flick his hair aside to listen for any approaching with a suspicious look. When he feels safe, he isn't inclined to put the gross and well worn shirt back on, so he'll continue his travels without it and in search of new coverage.

Comments

[worldsaway]

A lot of modern Midgardian terms rise expectations more than Thor would like. He's started to stop taking terms like 'super' and 'ultimate' sincerely, which lends to his suspicion of the beverage initially. Oh how wrong he had been, it is delicious. Like nothing he has tasted and everything he needed.

Thor doesn't carry himself too warily most of the time, but with the recent attacks on the food court he does choose to be cautious. He tenses when he hears the very faint sounds of approach, but he turns and appraises her casually like they're two friends and not potential enemies.

"They are as sweet as they promise, refreshing too." She looks rather familiar, but he can't place why. He places a full, pink coloured can on the table and slides it toward her. "Have we met?"

[rediscover]

The man before her is certainly intimidating in stature--indeed, he reminds her a lot of the depictions of the gods in her childhood storybooks.

Oh, Anna, how ironic could you possibly be?

She gives him a tentative grin. "I can't argue with a pitch like that," she admits, leaning forward to pick up the can he offers her. She cracks it open, sniffing warily; it smells like candy. Good enough for her. Between sweet, delicious sips, she considers his question.

"Mm, no, I don't think so!" She cocks her head. "But maybe you've met my sister, Elsa. She looks a lot like me, only blonde." She might normally add 'and pretty,' but Steve debunked that idea with his very sweet compliments, so she's feeling a tad more confident about her own looks lately.

[worldsaway]

From what Thor can already judge of Anna, he's sure she'll have no objections to the drink. Really, he's the one who looks like he has no business drinking something so sweet, she looks like she could use it.

"Elsa, yes." He parrots with a moment of consideration. "We met last Arena, in her house of ice. It was a most impressive sight to encounter in the heat." He offers her a small smile. "If you are her sister, then you may consider me an ally."

[rediscover]

Anna's face splits into an even wider grin. "That's my sister! Aren't her ice powers wonderful?" She doesn't even pause to think before throwing back a bigger slug of the drink in her hand. "I wish I could've seen the castle she built here. Her one back home was amazing." Even if the memory makes her a little sad, still.

His mention of the word 'ally' strikes a chord with the princess, and she draws a little closer. It's dumb of her, in a way; she doesn't know this man, nor does she know that she can trust him. But she likes to think that her gut instincts have improved considerably, so she holds out her hand to shake his. "Great! I'm Anna. It's nice to meet you, mister..?"

[worldsaway]

Thor can't help grinning in return, her enthusiasm is infectious. "To this day I recall it as the most generous act I have come to witness within an Arena." The grin fades into a more somber smile and he nods at what Anna says, he can only imagine what Elsa would be capable of when unbridled by gamemakers, heat and haze.

He makes no moves when she draws close, he allows her to approach at her ease and focuses on his drink until she's ready. Once her hand is extended, he will recall the royalty of her family and take her hand, raising her knuckles to his lips for a ghost of a kiss. "Princess of Arendelle, I take it? Thor Odinson, of Asgard." He'll let her hand go, maybe so he can pick his drink up again.

[rediscover]

Anna giggles. "That's Elsa. She's so kind," she enthuses. It's clear how much she adores her sister just by the way she talks about her, with her eyes wide and worshipful. But when he introduces himself, taking her hand and kissing it in a manner so very flowery, Anna can't help but get a little starry-eyed. She can't help it if she has a weakness for muscly blonds.

She giggles. "That's me. It's so very nice to meet you." She takes her hand back reluctantly, and then his words meet her ears properly. "Wait, what? You're--you're really him? You're Thor, God of Thunder?" Anna looks vaguely awestruck. "That is so cool."

[worldsaway]

"A family trait, I'm sure." Though he wouldn't necessarily say there's a defining trait like kindness between he and Loki, he can definitely see the same earnest and sincere sweetness in Anna that he did in Elsa. Maybe a little bit of the starry-eyedness too, but he gets that a lot.

"I only wish it could be under better circumstances." He laments, a little surprised at the question but again, he's used to it. "Of sorts. From my understanding, I'm not precisely the one of legend." He gives his big shoulders a shrug. "I suppose that depends on how you know me."

[rediscover]

Anna claps a hand to her cheek, looking so very impressed. "Even if you're not, that's...that's amazing! I read so many books about you growing up. Or, well, not-you, or something."

She looks up at Thor with wide, curious blue eyes, the definition of guileless. "Do you really live in Asgard? With Odin and Frigga and Loki and Lady Sif?"

[worldsaway]

Anna's awe just earns a low, rumble of a chuckle from Thor, the grin on his face growing all the wider as she goes on. "You are not the only one." He assures. "There are vikings among us, after all."

He nods along at her question, but his smile falters when she mentions Frigga and Loki. "I did reside in Asgard, yes. Before I was brought here I had made the choice to live in Midgard with mortals. Lady Sif has followed me here along with some iteration of Loki." He wonders if he should mention Frigga's death, but it almost seems cruel to say. "Odin remains in Asgard." Perhaps she will come to her own conclusions.

[rediscover]

"Vikings?" Anna looks thrilled at the idea. "I had no idea!" After all, Vikings are a big deal when you grew up in magical Norway with a library full of books.

She can't help but notice when Thor's expression falls, and she feels awkward. Did she say something wrong? She hopes not; she'd hate to offend Thor himself just as she's meeting him. She goes with "Oh," trying to make it sound lighthearted. "Well, at any rate, it's an honor to meet you!" She even drops a neat little curtsy, though it feels out of place to do it in jeans and not a gown. Ah, well.

[worldsaway]

"Of course! Three of them. Spirited fellows, of course. No less tenacious than the warriors of Asgard." Clearly he's very proud of the people he's taken under his wing. He has a feeling Anna may find her way under there soon.

"And I you." He says agreeably, dipping his head into a very casual, stooped bow. "How have you and your sister fared so far? I'd intended to find her, but it is rather difficult without ice."

[rediscover]

"Wow," she breathes. "I need to meet them!" She's obviously jazzed at the very idea of meeting a real live Viking, let alone three of them. That might also be the energy drink talking; it's about half gone and definitely starting to kick in.

She takes a big old gulp of it as he asks his question. "Mm! Pretty well. We're hiding out in the store that sells stuff with our faces on it." It's ridiculous. She's literally using a plush of her boyfriend as a pillow right now. "It's on the third floor! But mostly we're just trying to, you know. Avoid dying as much as possible."

[worldsaway]

"That you do." He smiles, he's very proud of them, but his face does become a little stern. "Approach with caution, of course. They will be protective of one another and we cannot fault that." Her excitement is still endearing, he really doubts she would threaten them so much as to warrant an attack.

"I'm surprised I've not seen you yet. I've stayed in a store of similar goods, centered around the people here from my world. I believe Stark has taken to it better than any of us." He can't help letting out a laugh at that.

[rediscover]

"Oh. Right! Of course." She's gotten rather better at being cautious thanks to her Arena experiences, but she still has a tendency to run into things headfirst without thinking, so his warning is well-timed and well-taken. "I'll make sure to be extra-careful. I'll be totally cool about it, don't have to worry about that!" Yes, Anna, because that's what he was worried about: being uncool.

She giggles. "Stark? You mean Tony?" Anna shakes her head. "It doesn't surprise me. He seems like the kind of guy who'd love being surrounded by a bunch of shirts with his face on them, or tiny figurines of himself." She waves a hand, by way of explanation. "Him and me are allies, too! He told me that I could be an honorary superhero."

[worldsaway]

"Of that I have no doubts." He picks up on those strange priorities of her, but he just smiles wryly for her trouble. He'd be the last to try and burst her bubble after he feels that he's nagged her the appropriate amount.

"That's right." He confirms when she assumes and can't help laughing as she continues onward. "That is precisely the sort of thing he enjoys. Have you seen him as of late? He is dressed head to toe in clothing with our likenesses emblazoned upon it." And now he just can't help giving her a knowing smile. "So you're the princess who befriended him? I was surprised to hear it."

[rediscover]

Anna covers her giggle with her hand. "Oh, not that I mean anything bad by it. But I'm glad I wasn't too far off the mark." She can just picture it. It's probably hilarious. She'll have to make fun of him for it, later on.

His question catches her off-guard, though. "I suppose I am! Did he say anything about me?" She twists her hands together. "All nice things, I hope."

[worldsaway]

"For all his intricacies, he is a terribly predictable man." Says Thor, God of You Fall For It Every Time. He would wholeheartedly encouraging teasing, if he had any idea it was in the works.

"A brief mention, when the prisoners were taken from the tower. He worried for you, though I'm sure he would not say." So it is clearly Thor's duty to go tell people how Stark really feels about them.

[rediscover]

Anna smiles, despite herself. "That's so sweet. I'll have to find a way to do something nice for him when I get out of here!" The wheels are already turning. Maybe she'll make him a flower crown--that's suitably princessy.