Thor & Kate | 2230 hours | 2nd floor of Da Skep
Headache. Large, and throbbing. He'd been flying rounds around the city, memorizing everything. He'd encountered nothing but shadow after shadow. The people were not even real. It was endlessly perplexing, but he'd accepted it and headed in the direction of the arctic instead. It was familiar and he had hoped to contact Heimdel, or get Mjolnir to summon the Bifrost, but neither attempt succeeded, and he'd headed in the opposite direction deep into a forest, only to fail again. He hadn't gotten any sleep for a couple days and his body was drained and mind irritable and weary. He had half a mind to smash everything in sight and get his father's attention that way.
At least he knew he and a room to come back to, and wasn't going to have to fight anyone for his place to sleep. Apparently they could be claimed upon arrival, and he was glad to have stuck with the strange group he'd first encountered long enough to learn the basics of the 'hotel' and what order and management the guests here had amongst themselves so far. He knew there were others, others he hadn't met. But he hadn't cared to because he'd been very much hoping on getting OUT of here.
Failure depressing him in a rebellious and internally furious way, he sulked and loudly made his way to the second floor, towards his room.
At least he knew he and a room to come back to, and wasn't going to have to fight anyone for his place to sleep. Apparently they could be claimed upon arrival, and he was glad to have stuck with the strange group he'd first encountered long enough to learn the basics of the 'hotel' and what order and management the guests here had amongst themselves so far. He knew there were others, others he hadn't met. But he hadn't cared to because he'd been very much hoping on getting OUT of here.
Failure depressing him in a rebellious and internally furious way, he sulked and loudly made his way to the second floor, towards his room.