Wedding issues

Feb 28, 2008 22:02

The fight with EvilVictor and Ultron was over. They were still in one piece more or less. There were cuts, bruises and some major ouchies, but no one was seriously hurt ( Read more... )

molly hayes, thor, sif

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thor_odinsson February 29 2008, 03:04:35 UTC
Thor nods, putting himself back together as best he can, recovering his hat, checking his injuries... then looking towards Molly. "Aye, methinks tis a fine idea."

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lady_sif February 29 2008, 03:07:48 UTC
"Perhaps it wouldst be better to take the child aside?" A puzzled look crossed her face. "For some reason the child calls me Xena. Doth know this Xena?"

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thor_odinsson February 29 2008, 03:09:44 UTC
"Nay, I fear I know the name not. But indeed we shouldst. Come then." he calls, heading towards Molly. "Child, hath thee time to join us for lunch? Methinks thou wouldst be hungry after such a fight."

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bruisingmolly February 29 2008, 03:32:35 UTC
Molly's been tugging some debris around, helping some of the other heroes clear a bit of the evidence of the chaotic fight off the streets. The half-totaled car gripped above her head gets crumpled and compacted and tossed into side dumpster.

"Yeah, I'm hungry!" Strangely not yet sleepy though. She looks back over her shoulder, noting the Frog still parked away. "I don't think we're going anywhere soon yet. I don't know what we're gonna do with..." She doesn't want to think about Victor yet. How do you deal when one of your friends goes evil, tries to kill everyone around him, becomes not-evil (again) and still face him?

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bruisingmolly March 10 2008, 22:19:26 UTC
Once the food is collected and the three are guided to a booth, Molly digs in. One hand is waving two corn dogs smothered in chili-cheese mustard, while the other is carefully and territorially guarding a gigantic cup in the shape of a large plastic imitation of an ale tankard. Three scoops of ice cream - vanilla, chocolate peanut-butter with almonds, and mint-oreo were her choices- and all mashed together and doused in fizzling root beer.

Her winged helmet is bowed in respect and her whisper is worshipful, "The FLOATY..." announcing it's awesome presence to her fellow warriors.

She's almost sorry she has to eat the corn dogs first.

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lady_sif March 11 2008, 04:16:01 UTC
Sif eyed the fare warily and she wasn't sure what exactly to make of it, but given the youngster's enthusiasm for the food it had to be okay.

Tentatively she took a bite of what the girl called a corn dog. Interesting was a good way to describe it. Sif had never in her entire life tasted something like this.

Right. Floaty. Sif put the corn dog down and picked up her own imitation tankard. A trial sip.

"Princess Powerful, this is indeed a delightful beverage. I thank thee for thy recommendation."

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thor_odinsson March 11 2008, 04:37:22 UTC
Thor tries a few of the various... things, seeming to find them passable, if not quite to his tastes, but playing on enjoying them anyway for the child's sake.

"Aye, mine thanks for the introduction to this feast. But now that there ist floaties and food aplenty, we hath a most important question for thee."

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bruisingmolly March 11 2008, 23:19:46 UTC
Ohmigod, how come I never tried dunking the corndog in ice cream before?! Her cheeks are swelling like a chipmunk, so stuffed they are becoming with food. Still, she nods vigorously- first in silent 'you're welcome' to Sif, then to Thor to indicate she's listening to him in her best grown-up capacity.

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