:x he's apping into a game and his Thorness is.. being squeezed out of him :c

[god_of_thunder]

Mun,

How dost thou expect me to keep thy title of God of Thunder in a world in which I can not call forth the thunder? The lightning?

And thou has taken from me the ability to even cause hurricane from mine own breath!

Nay, I say thee nay mun!! And I will retain my strength! Think no more on that matter, mun.

No more! I have need for a drink, some mead...

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[neveracoward]

[Most people like being liked. She's playing to that exact idea.]

Well well, I'll wish the same, then.

[god_of_thunder]

If ye would, I would know thee name?

[neveracoward]

[Aren't you a charmer!]

Mystique. Pleasure to meet you.

[god_of_thunder]

The pleasure is mine. Mystique, a beautiful and befitting name that is ever inclining to yourself.

[neveracoward]

Oh, honey. You don't have to butter me up.

[god_of_thunder]

[He chuckles.]

A-..aye.

[neveracoward]

[You're a cutie, Thor. Too bad you don't realize the enemy when you see her, huh?]

Well. I'll see you around, I'm sure.

[god_of_thunder]

I bid ye a farewell.