WHO: Thor (OPEN)
WHAT: Hospitals are boring and there's stuff to do. Thor's gonna wander and sort out what comes next.
WHEN: Sunday, all day and into the night
WHERE: Anywhere in the city, really. Just let me know where you wanna run into him
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The vampires had thinned out since the event, and with Angel having his soul again, this wasn't the hunt that she had been doing the past few months. It was much more relaxed, much easier, and she was enjoying it a lot more. After all, wandering the city had it's moments. True, it was still Bete Noire, and it wasn't the shiny, glimmering city she had seen in her vision, but it was certainly something, all on it's own.
She was just rounding the corner when she spotted Thor. She hadn't expected him to get out of the hospital so soon, given that he had pretty much fallen from the sky, but hey -- he was supposed to be a god. Guess those kinds of things have bonuses.
"Hey!" she said, approaching him with a smile. "You're looking better."
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"I would hope so, it has been several days since you saw me last," he replied in an amused tone before moving her direction. The distance between them shrank rapidly, though he was the first to draw to a halt. It seemed he'd secured new clothing, since the hospital, whatever spare clothing from the donation bin that would fit and was clean...in this case a pair of well-worn jeans and a flannel jacket over a plain gray shirt. It gave him the appearance less of a viking god and more of a member of a Nordic grunge band, unfortunately, but free was free, and he'd needed something without a threatening amount of holes in it.
And there was something, always something just a little off. His stature, the set of his shoulders, that almost royal bearing despite his attire, something about it made it a bit easier to tell that he was no mere mortal man.
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Ahem.
Regardless, her smile widens as she comes to a stop in front of her. Another point about there being a lot of him -- there was a lot of looking up. Not that that threatened her in any sense of the word -- Buffy had to look up at everyone -- but still. Tall Norse God is tall.
"I was gonna swing by and see how you were doing, but -- apparently you found me first. Got bored being stuck in the hospital all day?"
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And after a healthy shout-off and Thor simply storming out, the doctors had had to concede.
"And I am beginning to think you, Buffy Summers, do not sleep."
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"Sleep? What's that?" she teased, before shaking her head. "I sleep. I just don't do it when normal people do. I usually work the night shift."
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"You do so unaccompanied?"
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Sometimes meaning that sometimes Faith worked with her and sometimes she didn't, but Faith still counted as a Slayer. She wasn't going to take that away from her -- she couldn't.
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Thor's eyebrows lifted, brow furrowed. "You are a capable young woman, there's no question of that. You remind me of a friend in Asgard, in fact. One of my dearest. She too would think nothing of patrolling the streets for danger, as you do."
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And now Buffy was rambling again.
"So what are you doing out here? Learning your way around?"
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"That is not the strangest part of all this, I admit. Magic is known well in my world...though I understand that mortals have continued in its study and call what they have mastered 'science', these days."
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"Don't worry. I cannot say I am well-versed in magic, either. I have always preferred the more direct approach."
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... Yes, Buffy is prone to violence. A lot of violence. It's kind of her thing.
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Of course there are just as many that Loki came in handy in, but that goes without mention for now.
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