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[stormbrewed]

Thy choice of using his face for mine concerns me not, mun. Thou dost fixate too deeply on something so trivial. Worriest thou on matters more urgent, more of consequence, for thy choice to take me hither or nay doth concern me most directly, not which face doth don my visage so. Thou mayest place me a multitude of worlds. While thou dost take thine time in deciding I have other matters to attend to for ne'er is The Mighty Thor complacent, all I ask of thee is that thou chooseth wisely.

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[strikes_x_twice]

You're passive, aren't you?

[stormbrewed]

Nay, were I passive I would have bothered not to say what I wished to say to the mundane. There are also other matters more pressing to mine interests than these, and 'tis to those I am aggressive.

[strikes_x_twice]

But you said it, and you're fine with it. You made only a little fuss.

What does an aggressive Thor look like?

[lord_of_misrule]

Take a holiday. The realms will survive your absence... as they have ever survived your banishments before.

[stormbrewed]

Thou shouldest come on holiday with me, then, by thy logic. I could teach thee mortal pastimes, Loki.

[lord_of_misrule]

I think not.

I will keep Asgard in want of your return instead.

[predatore]

.. I think I'm in the wrong district.

[stormbrewed]

Loki? ...

Thy new styling of thyself is passingly curious.

[predatore]

You're much.. larger than my brother, but yet.. you are.

This is uncomfortable.

[flutterbies]

Have.. have you seen Loki?

[stormbrewed]

He cometh and he go by his own whims, little one. What business hath thee with mine brother god?

[flutterbies]

Oh! Oh, I.. I.. I miss him. [ She comes up close to you and reaches out for your hand, a small teary face looks up at you. ] Please, tell him?

[saintedomega]

[ Kusuriuri trots right on up to you, and gives you a proper sniffing. ]

God.

[stormbrewed]

Aye, strange creature. And what art thou?

[saintedomega]

Kusuriuri.

A simple medicine seller.

[forcedreset]

Direct as ever, I see! Give them what for, brother! Do not let The Man get you down, as the mortals say.

[stormbrewed]

The Mun in this case, aye. She shall not dwindle mine spirits any for I have hope she shall choose well enough, anon.

What of thee, Loki? How art thine spirits?

[spider_kisser]

Ohmygod, you're an actual god and one of the Avengers! How are you doing?

[stormbrewed]

I am well, thou art kind for asking, good Lady. Aye, I am Thor of Asgard, God of Thunder, some-time ally to the Avengers of Midgard.

Who art thou?

Welp, I couldn't help myself.

[princess_luna]

Ah! It gladdens us to see that early modern language, as it is now known, hath not been truly cast aside!

Verily, some are overly concerned with these tiny portraits. Such things matter not when the written word is of more concern.

LUNA <3

[stormbrewed]

Any representation of Thor would be suitable, for I am Godlike in all regard, and have no worry over mine portrait as thou sayest.

Aye, I do agree on that as well. Thy speech is most becoming, small equine.

[brosif]

"His face for mine?"

Is the mighty Thor an imposter, then?

[stormbrewed]

Nay! I say thee nay, Lady Sif. Thy jesting, may it be so, is misplaced. This face is that of the most recent Thor of the motion pictures. Mine own history is not quite the same, being as the mortals know it from graphical novels, and so too is my look.

[god_of_thunder]

I think it a fine visage, one most appropriate for myself!

[stormbrewed]

My dimensional brother, is it? [He laughs] Aye, thine visage is becoming for myself, hence why I choose not to argue o'er it especially when there are more important matters.