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A great battle

Thor's heavy footsteps echoed. His gait hindered by the wound still healing in his side. He would not escape this time. He let out a low growl as he swung Mjlonir, smashing it into the rock face. "Loki me sweet. I've found you!" He laced as he stepped through the dust, boots thumping as they crushed rock beneath heel

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What does a dishonoured cow look like?

This is what a dishonoured cow looks like.

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Beginning of the end w/ Lokithegood then Deceiver-of-fools

The sky had been black all day, many people afraid of the possibility of a hurricane coming in. Miami's council had been quick to start repairing the damage that had been cause by the two gods going at it. The wind blew a few rouge newspapers along the boulevard. 

And then it came, the sound cut through the silence, it sounded at first like metal groaning. Then came a cracking through the air, static building. People started fleeing from the beach again. There were screams now as he came into sight. Lightening and clouds following behind him.

He landed with a crash into the street outside of Loki's house. Lightening cracking around him as rain started to pour. A new golden arm was shoved into the socket, fused into his shoulder.

"OH LOKI, COME HERE MY PET!" Thor called out, grinning as he swung his hammer around again

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Found you w/Lokithegood

The hustle and bustle of Tokyo frustrated him. Too many people. Too much noise. Stupid fucking mortals, thinking they're so grand! He tugged at the coat that covered him, scarf wrapped tightly around his neck. He knew his brother was here somewhere. Where though? He had no clue.

He slipped past a group of teen girls. Skirts too short. Skin too orange. And... were they bleaching their hair white? Thor snorted at he got lost in a group of business men. He stood head and shoulders above the rest, blonde hair pulled back into a little pony tail as he crossed the street, ignoring the girl that cried out as he bumped into her.

He could see him, see him sitting there, out in the open. He wish he had a gun to show him how much of an idiot he was. Thor smirked as he entered the shop, sitting opposite his brother.

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Welcome to hell w/ Chernya---vdova

The air was still in the apartment. Heavy boots surprisingly light this time. Thor smiled as he toed them off, slipping a leather glove over his golden hand. It wouldn't do to make the child cry when he was trying to use her. 

Thor's steps were light as he went up. He pressed his hand to her door as he slowly opened it, vibrations being muffled from the pressure of his hand. He stepped in, ignoring the figure in the bed, instead coming to gently pick up Irina.

"Mmm, daddy has you sweet one," He said, lifting her to his chest as he pressed a gentle kiss to the newborn's forehead. he gently stroked her cheek with the back of one of his fingers.

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This is It w/ Deceiver-of-fools

Thor lands with a heavy thud, sand around him shaking with the force of impact. He revels in the startled cried of beach goers as they start to flee, sun bouncing off his golden arm. He grins at the chaos starting to form around him. Blankets, baskets, umbrellas, all left behind in the rush to leave. He slowly starts his climb out of the impact zone, shaking some of the sand out of his shoe as he reaches the Miami street. 

"OH LOKI!" He calls, tone mocking as he swings his enchanted hammer a few times from the strap. He grabs it quickly, sending a gust of wind hard enough to shatter glass at the nearest diner. "COME OUT COME OUT FROM WHERE EVER YOU ARE!"

He laughs loudly, thunder echoing through his chest as it started to drizzle, clouds appearing from nowhere around him. Moljnir's power was crackling below the forged steel. He smiled as he flexed his golden hand, plates no-longer grinding together from his 'short' trip to the dwarves.

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Hunting Trip w/ Darklystark

His landing was more controlled than usual, through when the God's solid frame hit Stark tower, the whole building shook to its foundations. "ANTHONY!" Thor's booming voice echoed as he started his walk into the sleek building. 

"YOUR BUILDING STILL LOOKS LIKE A PHALLUS," He laughed as he put Moljnir on his dinning room table, smirking as it buckles and breaks under the weight of the dwarven forged tool.

"Where are you friend! We have much to discuss since we last met!" Thor called out as he sat heavily on one of Tony's couches, putting his feet on the coffee table infront of him as he waited for the genius to emerge from where ever he was hiding this time.

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