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Hello to all,
I’m sorry to say, but I’m going to be stepping down from all of my RP accounts. I’m not deleting them (not making that dumb mistake again) but they’re going to be dormant. This isn’t a break or a hiatus. This is good bye. You all are so amazing and the best at what you do, believe me. It’s been a pleasure and honor to be part of this group and interact with you all. The truth is, for the first time in my life, life is good. Really good. So I think I need to step away from my computer and go live it. My emotions are getting away with me, yet again, and this just isn’t worth losing those who I truly care about. And so, I’ll be around on my ooc account, my aim and my phone. I still want to talk and chat and I may even lurk to read what’s going on.
Thor and I have had some good times. I’m sure you all will continue to have just as much fun.
The SHIELD Babysitter: thor-odinson: Thor winced a bit at Coulson’s obvious pain. His feeling...
Thor winced a bit at Coulson’s obvious pain. His feeling of sympathy didn’t last long, though. As Coulson spike, Thor furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “So you led us to believe in thy death for a quiet retirement? For what purpose? Did it amuse you when we mourned your…
Processing Coulson’s words, Thor watched him, unsure of how to react. He crossed his arms and sighed in defeat. “I have no grounds to preach of honesty after what I’ve done. This is a feat I could handle coming from Fury, but I never thought you would lie of such a thing.” He should be hurt and he knew, but in light of all the dark deeds around him, he couldn’t feel anything but relief to see his friend before him now.
“I am tired in in living in such despair. Aren’t you? Nay, it shall not be I who condemns thee. I would rather celebrate on such glad tidings .”
The SHIELD Babysitter: thor-odinson: Thor continued to stare, eyes darting all over Coulson’s...
Thor continued to stare, eyes darting all over Coulson’s form. As if suddenly realizing that it was his turn to speak, he stuttered a moment before giving up on words all together and pulling Coulson into a bear hug. “By the beard of Bor, I know not how such witchcraft hath…
Thor winced a bit at Coulson’s obvious pain. His feeling of sympathy didn’t last long, though. As Coulson spike, Thor furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “So you led us to believe in thy death for a quiet retirement? For what purpose? Did it amuse you when we mourned your loss?”
The SHIELD Babysitter: thor-odinson: Thor didn’t even look up when he heard the knock. He...
Thor didn’t even look up when he heard the knock. He really didn’t want to be bothered at the moment, but chances were it could be serious. It could be news of Loki or even Thanos. Not able to decide if he wanted to say ‘Come in’ or ‘Go away’, he just gave an unintelligible…
Thor continued to stare, eyes darting all over Coulson’s form. As if suddenly realizing that it was his turn to speak, he stuttered a moment before giving up on words all together and pulling Coulson into a bear hug. “By the beard of Bor, I know not how such witchcraft hath worked its hand upon thee, but I am glad for it!”
He finally pulled back, keeping his hands on Couldon’s shoulders as though he were afraid the man would disappear again. “But tell me, why has this most joyous news not been revealed earlier?”
The SHIELD Babysitter: thor-odinson: The aftermath of the fight was finally beginning to set...
The aftermath of the fight was finally beginning to set in. After he helped his friends get to their quarters so that they could heal, Thor retreated to his assigned bunk, too afraid to even look at anyone. He currently sat on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands as he…
Thor didn’t even look up when he heard the knock. He really didn’t want to be bothered at the moment, but chances were it could be serious. It could be news of Loki or even Thanos. Not able to decide if he wanted to say ‘Come in’ or ‘Go away’, he just gave an unintelligible grunt.
The door opened and he heaved a sigh, trying to prepare himself to be ready for guests. Looking up, though, he knew nothing could prepare him for this. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped as he stood. In all the fray of confusion, Loki’s words had completely escaped him.
Coulson. Alive.
“How…?”
The aftermath of the fight was finally beginning to set in. After he helped his friends get to their quarters so that they could heal, Thor retreated to his assigned bunk, too afraid to even look at anyone. He currently sat on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands as he went over everything in mind.
The weight of every stress he felt was enough to push him over the edge. Somehow, he had snapped and acted unthinkingly. Never in his life had Thor experienced such a weakness. Never had he raised arms against those who he loved most. It was something he knew he’d never forgive himself for.
After all was said and done, nothing was even solved. His distrust in Fury remained and the threat of Thanos still loomed. Loki escaped yet again, though Thor knew better than to go after him.
For now, he would sit and wait until he knew he could at least trust himself.
@Tas: on it!
agentcoulson replied to your post: Hey guys. I’m super depressed at the moment and…
OH YES PLEASE.
YAY!!! Should I start then? Just a heads up, I may not be super because I’m in my phone.
Hey guys. I’m super depressed at the moment and would like to get my mind off stuff. Would anyone up for an RP with me? It can take place after Thor gets Sif and Fandral to SHIELD.
Seeing Red [continuation of the previous plot]
As much as Fandral wanted to push Thor away from Sif, protect her even now, he knew that they both needed Thor’s help. Taking Sif’s limp hand in his own, he gently rubbed over the back of it with his thumb before giving a little nod. “She needs the stones and some rest. There are likely wounds that we cannot see.” Fandral could use a good shower and some stones of his own. “If you can aid us in this, I would be most appreciative.” It hurt Fandral how he couldn’t even speak to Thor as a friend anymore. This would likely pass with time but the wounds were still too fresh in both a literal and metaphorical sense.
As they spoke, neither man looked each other in the eye. It pained Thor, but no where near as much as the realization of what he did. At the moment, he was numb, just reacted in a way that was needed, but he knew that later the pain would truly come. He nodded and picked up Sif, knowing that while he sustained injuries, they were less severe than Fandral’s which made it easier for him to carry her. Mjolnir flew to his hand which he immediately hooked to his belt, not wanting to look anymore threatening. His head was bowed in a quiet reverence as he walked down the street, his closest friend and the only woman he ever loved, limp in his arms.
