I'm on a roll this time;
WHO: godofnicehair and couldbeavoided.
WHERE: The moon. No really.
WHEN: Friday night.
WARNINGS: It is a mystery.
SUMMARY: Thor brings Bob up to date. There is no good news. BOB THROWS THE MOON INTO THE SUN not really
FORMAT: words
At first Thor had asked himself what Odin would have done, but the answer, in this case as in many others, was useless to him. Odin's solutions had always been good solutions, but he had been a man with secrets; and Thor, as much as he measured himself against his father's legacy, was not. He doubted he ever would be: it was struggle enough to keep something as harmless as a separate identity. The more he thought about it, the stronger was his conviction that the Sentry deserved to know what would happen.
Thor put his trust in the Norns, far away somewhere, and Odin's watchful eye, and that - as far as he knew - was how he found the man. He was close enough to the mansion that Thor might have waited and followed him; but the mansion was in the heart of the city. There were better places to have this conversation.
Veering close as he caught up, he spoke over the wind: "Come with me." He turned sharply and lighted on the nearest roof.
WHERE: The moon. No really.
WHEN: Friday night.
WARNINGS: It is a mystery.
SUMMARY: Thor brings Bob up to date. There is no good news. BOB THROWS THE MOON INTO THE SUN not really
FORMAT: words
At first Thor had asked himself what Odin would have done, but the answer, in this case as in many others, was useless to him. Odin's solutions had always been good solutions, but he had been a man with secrets; and Thor, as much as he measured himself against his father's legacy, was not. He doubted he ever would be: it was struggle enough to keep something as harmless as a separate identity. The more he thought about it, the stronger was his conviction that the Sentry deserved to know what would happen.
Thor put his trust in the Norns, far away somewhere, and Odin's watchful eye, and that - as far as he knew - was how he found the man. He was close enough to the mansion that Thor might have waited and followed him; but the mansion was in the heart of the city. There were better places to have this conversation.
Veering close as he caught up, he spoke over the wind: "Come with me." He turned sharply and lighted on the nearest roof.