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I'm on a roll this time;

Jan 08, 2011 06:05

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

( I feel my luck could change. )

robert reynolds | the sentry/the void, † thor odinson | n/a

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couldbeavoided January 8 2011, 11:30:22 UTC

The words carried easily even if Bob's hearing hadn't been superhuman, and he turned his attention to the God near him. He didn't respond immediately, standing and letting the wind carry his cape and his hair around him.

After a long moment, he inclined his head, flying over to Thor and hovering, before him.

"What's the matter?" He asked, jaw set in a frown. He didn't land on the roof beside Thor, remaining in the air some feet apart.

godofnicehair January 8 2011, 20:37:53 UTC

In the silence, Thor considered his battlefields. He wanted nothing more than to take this to some high mountain, a Midgard imitation of Hlidskjalf, where the Sentry could see all the things he might destroy - but mortals now built their shelters on the tallest peaks and the harshest tundras. Only one place would be far and lifeless enough.

"There are things you must know," he said, "but first we leave this land behind us."

It occurred to him, as he swung his hammer and let it pull him away, that even the moon might be too close. It wouldn't take long to reach it; what would stop the Sentry from returning just as quickly, if he lost himself? Nothing - except Thor, and he would have to do that at any cost, he told himself, even if it left him unable to return. With luck, the Sentry would do nothing stranger than hear where most mortals could not.

couldbeavoided January 8 2011, 23:49:33 UTC

Frowning, Bob watched Thor carefully, trying to discern what was wrong by his expression. It told him nothing -- Thor was solemn, his thoughts hidden behind stern eyes. So Bob nodded, gliding up further into the sky. His cape flapped behind him like a wing.

"What is it?" He repeated, an ominous feeling settling in his chest. "Is this about the skrulls? Or..." About me? was how he would have finished that sentence. He didn't, leaving off in silence.

godofnicehair January 9 2011, 07:18:32 UTC

"No," said Thor after a moment. "Not skrulls."

That was all the talking he would do on the way out of the clouds, into the icy emptiness beyond.

He set down on ragged plateau, studded with rocks - not so different from what he'd hoped for, but there was little in the flat gray of the lunar floor that reminded him of either Asgard or the Northland of Midgard. Even ice had more life.

"The Avengers," he began, setting Mjolnir on a boulder carefully, "are not of one mind concerning you. Many of us are from another time." He paused. "We are long since finished with skrulls, and we have seen things which, for you, have not yet come to pass."

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