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Are they aliens or robots or humanoids or gods?
When; SUPER-BACKDATED to June 18, around Darcy's arrival
Rating; PG
Characters; Darcy and Thor. Thor's roommates can come too.
Summary; Darcy had about . . . exactly 5 problems but Thor ain't one of them. Doubly so now that he's offer her a couch to crash in while she can get "OH GOD I'M IN ANOTHER WORLD" issues out of the way. That and finding a place of her own.
Log;
So it turned out Homeless Guy was not what Darcy thought he was. Apparently he's a real, honest-to-God . . . Viking god. Who knew? Darcy sure didn't.
The fact that she took down the god of lightning with a taser was like ten times more hilarious now. That's like seducing the god of love or something. Which made her wonder how the god of thunder fell out of the sky all hammered, pun totally intended.
It had taken her sure enough nearly an hour to figure out the map, mainly because this city was bondafied fucking bonkers and she had no real landmarks. That and there were riots here and there and, in an effort not trying to be arrested, Darcy was forced to take detours here and there. Major pain in the ass, and it made her wish that maybe she could've asked Thor for maybe an escort. His biceps are like the freaking riot police themselves.
Whatever.
She finally managed to get to Thor's apartment. She's at the door, looking down at the bare floor. She got her taser out, fingering it. Would she need it?
She remembered the size of Thor's biceps again, and realized that nah, she wouldn't have any need for the taser. She hoped that's the case, anyway, as she shoved the taser back into her pocket.
Darcy knocked on the door, hoping it will be Thor who will answer.
Rating; PG
Characters; Darcy and Thor. Thor's roommates can come too.
Summary; Darcy had about . . . exactly 5 problems but Thor ain't one of them. Doubly so now that he's offer her a couch to crash in while she can get "OH GOD I'M IN ANOTHER WORLD" issues out of the way. That and finding a place of her own.
Log;
So it turned out Homeless Guy was not what Darcy thought he was. Apparently he's a real, honest-to-God . . . Viking god. Who knew? Darcy sure didn't.
The fact that she took down the god of lightning with a taser was like ten times more hilarious now. That's like seducing the god of love or something. Which made her wonder how the god of thunder fell out of the sky all hammered, pun totally intended.
It had taken her sure enough nearly an hour to figure out the map, mainly because this city was bondafied fucking bonkers and she had no real landmarks. That and there were riots here and there and, in an effort not trying to be arrested, Darcy was forced to take detours here and there. Major pain in the ass, and it made her wish that maybe she could've asked Thor for maybe an escort. His biceps are like the freaking riot police themselves.
Whatever.
She finally managed to get to Thor's apartment. She's at the door, looking down at the bare floor. She got her taser out, fingering it. Would she need it?
She remembered the size of Thor's biceps again, and realized that nah, she wouldn't have any need for the taser. She hoped that's the case, anyway, as she shoved the taser back into her pocket.
Darcy knocked on the door, hoping it will be Thor who will answer.
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Darcy is the opposite of that. To her the stars might as well be fireflies in a big blue black thing, but she can totally read people. If Darcy was a superhero, reading people would totally be her superpower; that and her boobs. Also: taser.
So she can tell she totally said the wrong thing. Whoops? That might explain the genetics line from that other guy in her network post. She can tell there are already rules in this house (apartment) that You Shall Not Talk of Thor's Brother in Front of Thor. She can do that, even though it makes her super curious as to what the hell just happened between two Viking gods to be so irritated with each other. She figures not much, but what would she know? She thought Thor was a crazy homeless guy until an hour ago.
Darcy raises her hands slightly in meek surrender as Thor got over her faux pas and walked over to the suspiciously hairy couch. She sits down next to him, but not without a respectable distance as one can get with a couch. ]
Cool, I love dogs.
[ Even if she's more of a cat person. Some days she wished Jane was more like a cat when it comes to assisting her. ]
Sif - that's the woman who spoke to me? She seems to recognize me but I haven't got a clue who she is.
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He apparently decides to reward her great understanding by picking away at each and every dog hair visible on the sofa. It's a long, arduous and sacrifice-ridden task, but one Disney princess-haired superhero has to do it. ]
That is she.
[ His hand pauses over a reddish hair, and he frowns down, vaguely recollecting his thoughts on a particular subject; then he continues. ]
You... are not come to us as you should be.
[ Wrong... way to begin... ]
You are...early? Earlier. Compared to us. You are - she has met you. That is what needs known, she has met you, you have met her, and neither of you has shamed your ancestors.
[ ...he thinks. ]
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We have met?
[ She can't help but repeat that.
Like this happened in the past for Thor. But it has not happened to Darcy. So what the hell does that mean? She can almost hear the Twilight Zone theme song jingling in her head -
oh shit. ]
You're from the future? Like, my future right now and your past are, like, the same thing? Is that what I'm getting that here?
[ Her brain is going to explode any minute now. Holy shit she feels like Einstein for figuring this out. ]
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Your present... is my past... and we are... in a different world.
[ He really oughtn't look so very pleased with himself for having figured this out. But he does, oh, he does. ]
Yes!
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Oh my god we are both geniuses.
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You are mortal. I expect no less of you.
[ Cue: smile. ]
Now, tell me: I do not know what is wanted for your care, but I trust all can be found and fetched. Is there something you would have need of?
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A pity that you give more credit to Thor than is due.
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Yes, I am tiny, but I can make a mean cup of coffee. And brilliant, but people tend to gloss over that.
[ And to not!brother!guy, who may have startled Darcy just a little bit by his appearance: ]
Dude, we just made trans-dimensional discover without the aid of Jane and Dr. Selvig. No raining on the parade just yet.
[ And then : ]
Those two are my bosses. Who aren't here, apparently. Totally weird because I was with them before getting yanked here.
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All the same, you are here now. And we are gladdened to have you.
[ And his voice steels just a little. ]
There are but few rules in this household. The first: we do not sever time, or space to make appearance without summon. The second: we do not maim, we do not kill and we do not bloody on these grounds. The third: ...only I touch the hammer.
[ Smiiiiiiiiiile. ]
This is agreeable to you?
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But the expression is soon gone and she focuses on Thor now. ]
You won't have to worry of me breaking Rule One, as that's way above my pay grade. And I promise not to use my taser against anyone here or you again.
[ She smiles wryly. ]
Only you?
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Only I.
[ But he is a noble and generous soul, and so his growing grin betrays. ]
Although, if you are willing and able, you may polish it.
[ And now, to think the matter over - ]
Cloth of velvet. The great Mjölnir is not opposed to it. ]
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Yes Darcy, if you are willing and able, you may polish his hammer. [And he's just going to give her a wink, because there's entendre there, too.]
Quite the wit, he is, wouldn't you say? [He's ignoring the rules of your house because he does what he wants and distorting time and space to appear as he pleases, without summons, is something he wants. You ought well be grateful, Thor, that he is deigning to visit you.]
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Darcy frowns at the comment about Jane. Is that a future thing? Darcy isn't sure; she's not a genius 24/7, but it does sound like a future thing. She gives Loki a brief, hard look when he mentions Jane; it sounded like he's not friendly toward her boss at all. Jane is not the easiest person to get along with, but she's not a crappy person. In fact this guy looking more like a dick, and it's barely two minutes into the conversation.
No wonder Thor is so stressed out about him.
And then it's back to addressing Thor again like his brother is never there, if if she flushes a little bit at the wink. Ugh, getting into awkward territory here . . . ]
Don't worry about Mew-Mew. I'm not sure if I can afford velvet now.
[ well, not the nice kind anyway. ]
[
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Or perhaps it is, as Thor oh-so-gently reaches an arm back to try to offend the sensibilities of his dearest brother's stomach.
It's so precious how they can keep aiming all their conversation Darcy's way, bless her heart. ]
What my brother surely means to give say, is that we are thankful for your aid, however it may come. And for your company, as stands.
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Hard.
And smiles at Darcy, the expression a bit unhinged.]
Ah- mew mew?
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Mew-Mew. Or whatever it is Thor calls his hammer. [ Or penis for that matter. ]
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....all right, so there's a little soreness involved, because weasels hit like --- , but no one mention that.
His smile stays, gentle-giant-like, as he bows his head slowly. ]
Mjolnir. It is my father's name to it, and the same it is proud to bear.
[ Briefly, he rewards said hammer with an affectionate glance, before reviewing his two guests. ]
Stay here. Settle. I owe search to what was lost to me, but I always return with evening. Take rest - [ and this, more for Loki's benefit ] - without trouble, and we speak upon return.
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He inclines his head at Darcy.] You are an odd thing, but tolerable, I think.
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Girls, it just so happens I both a taser and really awesome shoes to deal with a little brotherly tussle.
[ Well, maybe not, but she also has excellent skills in running the hell away.
She gives Loki another smile, just for that compliment. ]
Play nice and I'll be more than tolerable.
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Take your tussle with the silvered tongue in my wake. If he gives trouble -
[ ......his fingers pointedly pinch at air, while Thor does his very best imitation of either a prolonged taser-ish bzzzzzzzzzt, or the dying song of a long lost Asgardian creature. ]
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But says as an aside to Darcy.] I believe his mind has shorted itself out.
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Don't judged, being tased has that effect.
[ Then brightly back at Thor. ]
Have fun on your quest!
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You .. tased him?
[He chuckles and inclines his head at Thor.]
Worry not, I shall take care of her.