[accidental video]

[flipsalltables]

[The feed comes on as the phone is stepped on, after being left in a jeans pocket and cast aside at some point the previous evening. Thor is alone in his room, having wanted to sleep alone, and he's seated on the edge of his bed in just his boxers, the angle exaggerated from the device being left on the floor. It's dimly lit, everything painted in

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[cunningcrow]

[ Well, there was a face Damon hasn't seen for a while. And vice versa, he was sure. ]

[ So he pulls a slight, characteristically self-assured smile, although the complete obnoxious smugness seemed to be a bit more dimmed down. But only the slightest. ]

Well. Long time no see, Thor. [ A lopsided quirk of his lips. ]

Any success with getting some advice out of that--[ pause. -- it? [ No, probably didn't seem right either. ] -- ugh him?

[flipsalltables]

[When Thor responds, he's in the kitchen with coffee made by Captain America, and he smiles lightly to him.]

I could say the same to you, Damon. [He shakes his head a little, looking off to the cat cleaning himself on the floor out of view.] No, he is not the wisest creature. [A pause.] Have you been well?

[cunningcrow]

[ A nod hello. Another smirk, though he brings his own mug of whatever to his lips. No guarantee its just coffee though. ]

[ A snort. ] Well, then I'm sure he'll fit right in with my little brother. [ More of a light-hearted insult to Stefan, though nothing more than that.

And a shrug at the question. Though he can't help a frown. ] I went home for a bit. Caught up on the timeline. Literally.

Apparently, not a good thing.

[flipsalltables]

[Thor is thankfully okay with it if it's blood in that mug and not coffee. He doesn't want Damon to die, after all.]

You have a little brother? [Oh, goodness, there's another one? Another like Damon? Is that even safe?] Ah... I had wondered where you were. Is all well now?

[goodinleather]

[Thor had a nasty habit of leaving his bedroom window open. She could take this opportunity to get into the house, grab a few things she needed, then get out as quickly.

Shouldn't be too hard, even when his window was on the second floor of the house. Not for the Black Widow.

In moments she was already scaling the side of the house, agile form moving expertly up. If she didn't already have a job, she could have been a gymnast, or a full-time assassin. Who knows. She slid into his window, feet silent against the carpet. The room was empty, thankfully, but she was silent enough and Thor was a heavy enough sleeper that it wouldn't have mattered anyway. Carefully and slowly, she grasped the doorknob, pulling the door open ever so slightly to give a good look at the hallway. She waited a moment for any movement. The lights downstairs were on, but that didn't bother her. She should have enough time to get in.

She pulled the door open more, sliding out into the hallway.]

[flipsalltables]

[Thor lets Allcat run down along the hall, rolling his eyes at the creature, as he heads for his room again. Pausing at the sight of a figure, Thor's fingers twitch, preparing to catch Mjolnir if he needs to deal with an intruder, but then he recognises the person.

The cat runs up to Natasha first, and Thor follows, crossing his arms over his bare chest. He still hadn't bothered with a shirt.]

You have returned? [He keeps his voice low, not wanting to alert anyone else in the house.]

[goodinleather]

[If she had been startled, she didn't show it. Her gaze goes down to Allcat first, then going to Thor. She really should have timed her movements a bit quicker.]

I need a few things from my room. [She starts, keeping her voice low.] I'll be quick.

[flipsalltables]

[He gives her a long look, then shakes his head in disappointment.]

As you wish. At least give Steve your greetings before you leave. [And he's already turning for his room, pushing open the door to let the cat in first.]

[ironfail]

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[Tony had a terrible, terrible hangover. Which wasn't surprising, but that didn't mean he couldn't be angry about it. He'd attempted a hangover recipe and was wandering around the house with a glass of greenish-brown looking goop that wasn't helping his hangover at all. Without really thinking, he made his way upstairs, figuring he might as well try to sleep before he just passed out any old place again.

Which is how Thor finds him, standing in the hallway and staring at the bedroom doors.]

[flipsalltables]

[Thor pauses at the sight of him to watch him, raising a brow. What are you even doing, Tony?

He waits for a minute or so and finally moves towards him, crossing his arms and looking to the doors curiously, wondering just what he is staring at.] Is something wrong with the doors? I believe that one [He points to Tony's door.] is yours, is it not?

[ironfail]

[Tony starts when Thor speaks, almost spilling his hangover cure mixture all over himself. He hadn't even realized the guy was there.] Ohh, yeah. Thanks.

[flipsalltables]

[He pauses for a few moments, not sure what to even say to him, then points to Pepper's bedroom door.] That is Pepper's bed chamber, as well, Tony. [He's giving you a mildly exasperated look. Come on, just go and make up/out with Pepper already. The fighting in this house is ridiculous.]

[curepotion]

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Tea helps.

[flipsalltables]

Thank you for the suggestion.

[curepotion]

You're welcome.

No idea what could've got you down, [ because Riku knows tired laughs, and those are the kinds he hears from every now and then from his friends when they're trying to be cheerful but just can't. ] but maybe listening to... Allcat? Is a good idea.

[flipsalltables]

I am sure that the cat cannot give me the advice I need but that matters not.

Again, thank you for your concern.

[motherofgodbro]

[Video]

Ya know, Thor, they say cats are actually the best listeners.

[She shrugs]

Well, cats and strippers. So, what's wrong?