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[Thor hadn't expected the weather himself, while he should have, though he wasn't about to stop it. He'd felt this building for a long time now and it was finally happening, and although the hammer causing a storm wasn't something foreign to him, it still surprised him. The rain had started yesterday evening, and it had built and built. He knew it'd only get worse before it got better, and the rain now wasn't particularly light right now.
He'd headed out to the park, and with the thunder rumbling in the sky he actually felt a bit smug, and just a bit exposed, given at least two people in this world would know exactly why there was a storm happening. Hopefully, everyone else would assume it was just a freak weather incident and not worry about it much, or figure it out.
Sitting himself under a tree, he rested Mjolnir beside him, his hand on the hammer as he just enjoyed the rain, the thunder, and the occasional crack of lightning, resisting the huge urge to just summon more electricity in the sky.]
He'd headed out to the park, and with the thunder rumbling in the sky he actually felt a bit smug, and just a bit exposed, given at least two people in this world would know exactly why there was a storm happening. Hopefully, everyone else would assume it was just a freak weather incident and not worry about it much, or figure it out.
Sitting himself under a tree, he rested Mjolnir beside him, his hand on the hammer as he just enjoyed the rain, the thunder, and the occasional crack of lightning, resisting the huge urge to just summon more electricity in the sky.]