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[notyet_king]

Characters: Thor + Loki + anyone else!
Open? Yes
Where: taking a short rest, more for his steed than anything else, somewhere North.
When: Day 10, noon. He's been riding almost as soon as he had woken on Day 9, night.
What: determined to find some sign of life in the realm he's now been thrust into, Thor is on the lookout for friend as well as foe...
Warnings: if threatened, things could escalate to violence, but he will not be the first to land a blow most likely - he's not here to make enemies.
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Thor pauses, still in the raise of his hand to the mane of his horse. Eyes glancing sharply behind him at the sound he thought he had heard - "Who is there?"

His hand may have been on the hilt of his sword, but he would not draw first. Not unless he had to.. He takes a step forward, tilting his head as he looks into the thickets ahead...

"Speak. If you be not an enemy, I will not attack!"







[ooc: forward-dated before day change - thanks to Fran for permission!]

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[notyet_king]

The grip is perhaps a little warmer, stronger than a humans would be, Thor maintains his godliness more in appearance and manner here.. and it's something that, while a little irritating, he isn't strange to, so he can bear it for now.

"The honour is mine, Captain." He reverted to the codename for now as he found himself not familiar enough to address him otherwise, although he would have liked to. The barrier of formality, here was a little disconcerting; Thor liked to be with people generally. Whether for his own attention or better company.

"I have one also.. I have not looked to it, yet, however..."

Perhaps he should start, he thinks, at Steve's words.

[like_a_gerbil]

Even though the rank had been hard- earned over the years, Steve didn't believe it was always necessary. Especially not with someone who he had hoped, if he eventually agreed to that offer that Fury kept trying to tempt him with, would become a friend. "You can call me Steve."

He considered the information he'd learned so far. None of it giving a full picture of why they'd been brought here, but it was a start. "I'm not sure how much the book will help. It seems more like stories, but sometimes truth is stranger than fiction."

Which didn't seem that improbable when he was talking to someone who was the main character in certain myths. "This kingdom is being overrun by thorns. We were brought here to find a way to stop them."

[notyet_king]

"But it is not Midgard - Earth." Thor frowned a little, folding his arms a moment as he surveyed his companion lightly. "We have not a duty to be bound here as there... and as far as I can see - are they in distress?"

The people here... he didn't think so. If anything, it seemed a contest, a glory hunt. If one truly felt oppression, couldn't they rise on their own to defeat it. His father had done so. But then -

He nodded at him, "what... are thorns?"

[like_a_gerbil]

"I haven't been able to get a straight answer about where we are or what's going on except that they keep dragging people here to find someone to save the kingdom."

Despite all the attention he'd been getting for being a knight, he hadn't thought of this as a competition. His main focus after getting adjusted to another reality was to find a way to stop the thorns so they could all go home.

"Some plants on Midgard have defenses to keep them from being destroyed." Even if it wasn't the name for Earth that he was used to, it seemed right to use when talking to Thor. "Jagged points to keep things away. The thorns here are destroying entire villages."