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]

"Nor did I, and yet." He gives Bro a pointed brow raise, an amused smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. Bro's company doesn't bother him, much less the fact that he's stripping. Partial nudity isn't such a big deal in his culture, not when you're thousands of years old and have seen Some Shit like he has. They might as well be teammates in a locker room, because any approach that isn't an attack isn't too bad to Thor.

"I had not considered it, but you are generous to offer." He admits with a faint chuckle, and a shrug. He's surprised this man doesn't know of him yet, but not too thrown. "Thor Odinson." He holds out a hand for him, since that is how mortals do their introductions. "And yourself? As you say, we must be better acquainted if I am to task you with my backside."

[plushaeusrumpified]

Well there's a touche moment, but all Bro does is shrug his shoulders, his own amused smirk toying at his lips. But when Thor continues speaking, his expression almost betrays the surprise he feels at realizing this is Thor. This is Thor fucking Odinson. This is the brother of the guy his brother is dating. His face lights up and he breaks into a huge grin.

Mainly because he's gonna wash Thor's back, but also because he's looking forward to sharing the gossip.

"Oh my god," he says, and his voice is full of eagerness as he slides a little closer towards the man. "Right, okay. First of all I'm Bro Strider, but that ain't important." He does a little twirly motion with his index finger. "Turn around, man, because I've got something juicy to tell you and this shit is back-washing gossip of the highest degree."

[worldsaway]

If Thor catches that surprise, it doesn't particularly bother him. He was used to his reputation before he came here, now people know him before he needs to say his name. People talk about worshiping him and reading the tales written of his adventures and admittedly he gets a kick out of it even though he's trying to be humble.

"A viking, are you?" He smirks in response to Bro's mentions of god, he might be humble but he can't resist the line. "A pleasure, I'm sure." He gives his shoulders a shrug before turning, but he can't help looking over his shoulder at the other man with a raised brow. "That is a bold claim."

[plushaeusrumpified]

It doesn't even occur to him how silly it is to say oh my god in front of Thor of all people. Obviously he should start saying Oh my Thor. But that idea is lost on him in the midst of juicy gossip and also washing the god's back. And hot damn, but a majestic back it is. It's almost enough to distract him completely from telling Thor the news, but it doesn't. Not quite. But he will splash up some water onto Thor's back and press his hands against it.

Oh dang, he's like a solid mass of muscle. He's bringing sexy back hardcore, mhmmmm.

"Oh it's a bold claim alright," he agrees, pressing his fingers in. It's more of an attempt at a massage than it is washing, but he does try to, y'know, wash. "But it's fuckin' true, because guess what?" He's trying to build suspense. "Okay, okay, so get this. Our bros are doing the frick-frack willywack and it's giving my dawg a boner." His dawg being Dave.

"So I mean, I think you and I are gonna be brother-in-laws soon," he says, giving Thor a nudge in the back with an air of excitement. Like this is the sickest shit ever, you know what he's saying?

[worldsaway]

Despite the fact that this is the strangest moment he's scared with a stranger, Thor can't deny that it's enjoyable. It's far too comfortable of a situation for something involving a man he's never met before standing behind his back.

"What?" He asks, an impatient edge taking his voice when Bro draws this out. And then he speaks and it really doesn't make anymore sense. "..What?" He can't help glancing over his shoulder again with a furrowed brow before he has a moment of clarity. He casts a glance up and down Bro again, as if somehow it's helping him gather evidence.

"You are the brother of the pretty boy who thinks well of Loki, then?" He just barely smirks. "I'd not known they'd reached such lengths together."

[plushaeusrumpified]

Bro is used to people not understanding him. He lives his life around not making sense at opportune moments just to fuck with people, and considering he's in gossip mode right now, he's not going to make much sense. When Thor glances behind him, he just raises his eyebrows and gives his head a little tilt, as if it's the most obvious of things to him. How can you not get it?

His eyes narrow slightly when Thor speaks and calls Dave pretty. Goddamn it what is up with people being all over Dave? What does he have that his sixteen year old pretty brother doesn't have? But no, he isn't all that bothered. "I hadn't either until a little while ago, but it's true," he says, raising his eyebrows up and down. "But I guess I should clarify, I don't think they're doing the frick-frack. Mine's too much of a prude to go that far."

He lets out a dramatic sigh, before putting his elbow into giving Thor a better massage- literally, he digs his elbow into Thor's back. "The elbow is important," he says after a second. "It gets rid of all the dirty." Because y'know he has to cleverly disguise the fact that he's not washing him anymore and just giving him a massage.

[worldsaway]

Ah, Bro. How silly you are. He's going entirely on what he's been told by Loki. Whether he's pretty or not is a mystery, though he's sure he's seen him around now knowing what his brother looks like.

"Last I'd heard, they were friends. Quite surprising, actually. Loki does not often make friends." There's a lilt in his voice that reads a little like concern and a little like sympathy. Now that they've brought romance into it, it's even more curious.

"Frick-frack refers to intimacy, I suppose? They've not known each other as such for any longer than a month." Known as such referring to their relationship. "I'd wager it would take more than an elbow to remove all of the dirty from this situation." He isn't as dumb as he looks, Bro. His tone is so very dry.

[plushaeusrumpified]

"Neither does Dave! What a fuckin' coincidence. We have so much in common." Because their brothers are similar, so of course that means he and Thor have a lot in common. You're picking up what he's laying down, right? You're practically perfect for each other. "... Well, okay. I take that back. Something about being here's turned him into Mr. Popularity, who would've thought?" He's just musing out loud at this point, Thor can ignore him.

Bro gives Thor a nod at the question, though he has to resist the urge to point out that plenty of people frick-frack after five seconds knowing each other. "Color me curious, but how long do you wait to do the frick-frack?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "And hey, I mean I can break out other techniques if you think this elbow ain't doing the trick."

He has many techniques he can use, Thor. Don't underestimate him.

[worldsaway]

"Seems our brothers more than us, wouldn't you say?" He's calling Bro out on that quite quickly, because he barely knows the man. All he seems to have gathered is that he is eager to strip and to get up close and personal- okay, maybe they do have a little in common. He brushes off the observations, because he doesn't know enough about Dave to really understand why it's a big deal.

"That is none of your concern." And he says that a little darkly, just so Bro remembers who he's dealing with. You don't just ask the God of Thunder about his sexual habits, especially when said god hasn't really been getting any for a long time. "They are young, are they not? When you are young, your first romance seems as if it is precious and must not be squandered." He gives his broad shoulders a shrug. "I do not begrudge them for refraining in a place like this." He glances upward, as if searching for cameras.

"You have proven yourself sufficiently." Thor says finally, waving Bro off his back as he turns around.

[plushaeusrumpified]

Bro shrugs at the way he calls him out, letting it roll off his back. He's aware that it's flimsy, but that doesn't matter so much to him. "Yeah well, if Dave has something in common with Loki and Loki has something in common with Dave, then that means we both have brothers who have stuff in common with each other, so in a roundabout way, we have a lot in common. It makes sense if you really think about it, but don't worry about doing that."

Ramble, ramble, ramble. It's a little surprising when Thor dismisses his question so grouchily, but he guessesh e won't push the issue as Thor continues. Everything Thor says from that moment on is something he just can't relate to, because he can't even remember his first romance at all. "Well I mean, sure. Whatever." His tone is dismissive, just because he can't actually relate. "Do you even remember your first love? Because I don't. It must've not been all that important, else it would've stuck."

A small sigh escapes when he's waved away, and he reluctantly pulls back. "If I sucked that bad, you could've just said so," he grumbles, before turning around. "But hey, time to return the favor."