All of them forever. In my mind Roomie-Loki and Jane are going shoe-shopping to balance the feelstrickstertongueJune 29 2012, 16:06:16 UTC
I know not. [the smile is soft, almost fey] Though I would have given much to have had it been possible.
That -- is correct. [he frowns, biting his lip, not entirely comfortable with his brother's woman discussing the truth of his nature] No, Asgard would never accept the thought of such lesser creatures as we as in control of the Realm Eternal's fate and fortune. Though I had not thought it so serious so quick between you and your thundering suitor; had the idea of queenhood been discussed and dismissed between you already, or had this been a private line of thought with which you had not yet bent his ear?
I beg to differ. It was you. Oh, he cared for other people before your tender influence on his heart, cared for them as they met or failed to meet his needs and flights of whim. But you, Jane Foster -- you broke something within him. The shell that held back the decency that puts others' needs before its own. You tore down the wall that stood between a vain and selfish man and his more noble feelings. You are the reason that he is now prone to sentiment's corrupting touch.
And yet -- I still do not feel he will make the king that Asgard needs. Oh, this is a pretty part he plays right now, concerned and caring and seemingly responsible. But I know Thor of old. I know his reckless spirit, I know that when the battle is to be joined the song of war sings in his heart and takes away all thought of consequences. I know that he is quick to take offense, and quicker even still to take his satisfaction of those who offend him. And yet to others he seems grown, a brave if brash man who has bloomed into one of kingly passion; but it is not so. His impetuous nature coupled with this new tenderness of heart he's learned from you will have dire consequences yet for of Asgard, and all the Nine Realms.
[His words are soft, a strange and almost overwhelming compassion in them -- and while he speaks to Jane a part of him, a part that he doesn't even consciously realize -- is also speaking to himself] And then, though it were never your intent, it will be on your head, Jane Foster, when Thor fails and the Realm Eternal falls.
That -- is correct. [he frowns, biting his lip, not entirely comfortable with his brother's woman discussing the truth of his nature] No, Asgard would never accept the thought of such lesser creatures as we as in control of the Realm Eternal's fate and fortune. Though I had not thought it so serious so quick between you and your thundering suitor; had the idea of queenhood been discussed and dismissed between you already, or had this been a private line of thought with which you had not yet bent his ear?
I beg to differ. It was you. Oh, he cared for other people before your tender influence on his heart, cared for them as they met or failed to meet his needs and flights of whim. But you, Jane Foster -- you broke something within him. The shell that held back the decency that puts others' needs before its own. You tore down the wall that stood between a vain and selfish man and his more noble feelings. You are the reason that he is now prone to sentiment's corrupting touch.
And yet -- I still do not feel he will make the king that Asgard needs. Oh, this is a pretty part he plays right now, concerned and caring and seemingly responsible. But I know Thor of old. I know his reckless spirit, I know that when the battle is to be joined the song of war sings in his heart and takes away all thought of consequences. I know that he is quick to take offense, and quicker even still to take his satisfaction of those who offend him. And yet to others he seems grown, a brave if brash man who has bloomed into one of kingly passion; but it is not so. His impetuous nature coupled with this new tenderness of heart he's learned from you will have dire consequences yet for of Asgard, and all the Nine Realms.
[His words are soft, a strange and almost overwhelming compassion in them -- and while he speaks to Jane a part of him, a part that he doesn't even consciously realize -- is also speaking to himself] And then, though it were never your intent, it will be on your head, Jane Foster, when Thor fails and the Realm Eternal falls.
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