Plain Jane

Hello! I'm Dr Jane Foster. I spend most of my time at the hospital, but sometimes I wind up in the middle of a god fight. ...It's an interesting life. (( comicverse!616 Jane Foster for the Gods and Monsters RP. Will play with anyone! ))

[inmyyouthicourtedwar]

Finally looking up to Jane and taking the mug, he felt nothing, even as the hot liquid escaped from the cup as she handed it to him. A god that could find comfort sitting on top of the sun without breaking a sweat, a cup of hot tea was nothing. He took a sip in silence as she asked him the matter. He knew it was bound to come eventually after her trying to speak of other things to distract their thoughts.

“Sif, she… I…” as if he even had the right to complain about a broken heart to the one woman’s life he managed to turn upside down, and not completely for the better. He just couldn’t say it to her. It was so wrong for him to try and pretend that his heart was any heavier than hers.

[tooplainjanedoe]

Oh.

"Oh." Jane nods with a deep, sympathetic understanding. "She Thor'd you. Yup. She's you, and you're me, and it's awful, and you wanna die--" She throws both her hands, as though shoo away her own words. "Not that I wanted to die! I mean, I did, but not very much," she adds quickly. "It was very brief. For an Asgardian, I bet it was like an Asgardian blink even." She's not helping. 

She finally sits, rubbing her open hands quickly up back and forth on her thighs.  "I'm sorry." Jane reaches out, and awkwardly pats his knees. "Whatever you need, Thor. And hey," she nods to the plant on the counter. "This one's a trooper. 

"Could name it Sif." She smiles again. "I find them very helpful."

[inmyyouthicourtedwar]

He doesn’t take a seat or really moves much for all that matter, but leans against the door he shuts again. Thor was still processing the events that occurred. Of all things to come to pass, another broken hearted thunderer in despair. There were battles to be fought, foes to be defeated, lives to save, yet, he in his own selfish thoughts merely thought of the pain in his chest. A god was allowed to mourn himself once in a while, yes?

Allowing Jane to take over, he finally moved himself to the couch facing the fire place as he leaned into the cushions and said nothing.

[tooplainjanedoe]

Thor's heavily silence is palpable behind her, and Jane does her best to make a lot of noise and talks, chattering on, turning off the filter to her brain to make sure there's never a pause. She's just started explaining cellular decay when the whistle from the tea pot she unearthed cut her off. "I really feel like this is a Camille situation, but," and she pours the hot water in to the very large mugs. "I think you'd like Pomegranate more. With honey. Lots of honey. Food of champions." Stirring, "True story: Alexander the Great had his casket given fill to the brim with it, and sealed with wax. Did you know Alexander?"

Jane lifts the mug, making a small 'w-whoa!' at how heavy it is. "Geez," she breathes. She pulls her sleeve over her palm and uses her covered hand to to keep the too big mug balanced. "This is gonna be hot, you know," she holds it out to him, not trusting her balance to sit down without scolding herself. He just sits at first. She clears her throat. "So." She looks around with an awkward smile. 

"What happened?"

[inmyyouthicourtedwar]

Hearing the door open a crack, Thor takes to his feet once again to greet someone at the door. Immediately, he heart begins pounding in hopes it was none other than his beloved coming to apologize for foolish words and asking for him back. 

Stepping back a moment in slight shame, he saw Lady Jane Foster before him. How that was a ping enough in the chest. “…M’lady…”

[tooplainjanedoe]

"Heya," she starts quietly, before moving Thor VIII to her front. "Just wanted to come by and...and..." She notices his blotchy face, and how hoarse he sounds.

"Holy moly!" She starts pushing on the door, barging in. "Sit down, sit down, I'll make tea." Jane looks around the room for a place to sit Thor VIII down. "Do you have stuff for tea?" she asks without checking behind her. "Never mind." She plops Thor VIII on the table, reaching for her purse as she moves into the kitchen. "I'm always ready for tea emergency."

[inmyyouthicourtedwar]

[Just lays down at the door and doesn’t move]

[tooplainjanedoe]

Boy, can she not wait to show him! Thor the eighth is doing just dandy at the office. Well. 'Office'. In her labs. Well. Not in her labs, but in the building the labs are at. It's in the lounge, where the assistants can take care of it, but also she is taking Thor home on weekends, and he remains lovely. 

She thought she'd share the good news with the man himself, seeing as how he had shown so much concern before about his prickly plant brethren. Jane knocks and waits. There's nothing, so she tries again. More nothing, and now she shifts Thor VIII to her hip and tries to open the door (would he mind? nah, he wouldn't mind. Right?). Unlocked, but it barely opens, hitting something and prompting a grunt. Startled, Jane peeks in curiously.

"Hello? Thor...?"

[cptstevengrantrogers]

He disobeyed direct orders. I’m not gong to take kindly to anyone, god or not. We had a plan, and now we’re scrambling to pick of the pieces. He knew what was at stake here. [Rubs face] Sorry… Stress.

[tooplainjanedoe]

Oh is that all he did? Aha--[notices his fac and clears her throat]--ah, sorry. I just--I mean, that is so him. I'm sorry he left you in a bad spot, though.

[cptstevengrantrogers]

Actually… A few days ago. He’s been missing though. Lost is locator, or destroyed it. Not exactly happy with the fella right now.

[tooplainjanedoe]

[Has it already been a few days since she'd seen Thor? Maybe. But... No. She won't worry about him. He's Thor. He's fine. He always is. He has to be.]

M-mad at him, huh? Seems just like him; always bringing out the extremes in people.

[inmyyouthicourtedwar]

[Pokes the side of her head, smirking] For a doctor, thou art not using thy brilliant mind very well. Of course I wished to see thee. Do not twist my words.

[Smile fades and furrows his brow.] Do not jest of such things. If thee knew the vile words he spoke of mortal kind, I do not think thou wouldst have spoken such. Thy place is figure out what thee needs, o’er thy wants. ‘Tis my opinion.

[tooplainjanedoe]

I'm sorry. You know how my mouth just kind of works without my brain sometimes. [The corner of her lip twitches with an uncommitted smile. She hesitates after reaching out, but finally places her hand on the side of his face gently. It's a more intimate gesture than maybe he could appreciate, though she means it reassuringly.]

I needed to see you again. I was going crazy with it. You gave me that. Everything else that follows after... doesn't have to matter.

[cptstevengrantrogers]

I miss those days sometimes, but you gotta do what you gotta do. At least I can manage to tuck myself away for a while.

I’m fine. Just, uh, tackling with some Avengers stuff lately. 

[tooplainjanedoe]

O-oh yeah?

Seen... Thor around then?

[inmyyouthicourtedwar]

So what art thou to do now? What shall thee do to go on? Because I do not want… anything more of us, I still care for thee. Understand that much.

[tooplainjanedoe]

Probably what I did before. Bury myself in research. Got a job offer I really like, and found a place to live. Finally. 

Maybe not as happy as I was at the start of this conversation, but much better than I was before. [She misunderstands him though] I'm sorry. I didn't realize you didn't want us to meet again. That was presumptuousness of me, sorry. [she laughs, shaking her head] Really need to learn my place. Maybe I should talk to Loki so he can put me in it, right? Haha. 

[cptstevengrantrogers]

New York’s a tough town. Even the not-so-tough gotta grow a thick skin around here. It’ll get better, trust me. Lived here my whole life. Well, uh, most of it? Something like that.

[tooplainjanedoe]

Haha, I know what you mean!

I actually like how much attention people aren't paying me. Don't think I'm much of a 'limelight' person, you know? 

How are you though?

[letnotthyheartbeheavy-archive]

[Sif didn’t know much of the mortal occupation of healing.  She only knew of Asgardian practices and craft; the Lady Sigyn and her eldest sister Nanna are healer, after all.  But she of death.  Often, it is a friend, scouring the battlefield that she would lay asunder and picking piece by piece of both the warriors she had called friend and foe.  She had watched people die, and in her own way she understood Jane Foster’s words.  She may have grieved for loss, but her grief did not last long and never did she show it.  Death was a part of war and strife.  It was never meant to be appealing or pleasant.  Only the victory and nobility after death was—the chance to enter the gates of Valhalla.  A warrior’s death.]

[But the shield maiden’s understanding of the mortal woman waned with the constant talk of Thor.  It did not matter so much that Thor was discussed upon at all; rather, what happened was the way Jane Foster spoke of him—as though she had no purpose but to love him and that her existence depended on his.  Discovering colour…  Tch.  Sif wants to scoff.  The words gnaw on the warrior, the mix of the romanticism and the lack of self-worth irritating her to no end. Her gaze remains unreadable, but deep inside, Sif seethes.  She has no place to judge or speak her mind, but in truer words, it offends the goddess of war.  The mortal’s words insult the fact that they are both women and both women loving the same man.]

[The Lady Sif understands Jane Foster.  She understands.  But in this, she cannot—will not.  A woman’s existence should not depend on a man.  That is what she thinks.]

Thor, Thor, Thor.  Never have I heard my Lord Thor’s name been used so many times and have felt so transfixed.  Tell me, woman.  Have you no self-worth at all?

[tooplainjanedoe]

[Jane frowns at that. It's not like she didn't take pride in work, but there's a reason it's called 'practicing medicine'. Everyone in the field is always learning and trying new things. And those things often times fail. In the world of modern medicine, there is a lot of throwing healing at the wall just to see what sticks. Hell, mankind hasn't cured something polio, in 1962. Jane's particular line of work is especially draining, since most cancer patients don't survive. There are treatments that can prolong life, even force remission, but it's never gone, not really. On average, one in three of her patients will die within half a year.]

There's nothing wrong with being happy someone in your life. There are lots of people who fell better and like themselves more when they're in a relationship. I know this isn't the same situation, but I like myself quite a bit more now that I know I'm not insane. 

Most Midgardians don't have even a sliver of the self-confidence you Asgardians do. I'm glad you are happy doing whatever it is you do, wherever you're doing it. 

But I'm one of the many that need some help.

[cptstevengrantrogers]

Well, wuddya know? Welcome to the Big Apple! Settling in alright?

[tooplainjanedoe]

I think that's the nicest thing anyone's said to me since I got here.

And yes! Now that I, uh. Have a place to live.

[cptstevengrantrogers]

Hey! How’ya doin’ Dr. Foster!

[tooplainjanedoe]

I'm doing okay. Just moved to New York a few weeks ago!

[tooplainjanedoe]

cptstevengrantrogers started following you

Oh, hi, Steve!

[letnotthyheartbeheavy-archive]

[Sif rubs the back of her neck, frowning.]

It’s not as though I don’t hold any regard for my affections, but when I think of my accomplishments, I’d rather think of my prowess in battle than a woman’s love for a man. [Her eyes only narrow slightly at the easily misinterpreted words and then at the mortal’s correction of it.]  Uh-huh.  [It had better not be his, was all the shield maiden could think. That oaf of a thunder god already had too many little children at his side, and a daughter from the future, too.  It would just be more child-minding if there had to be another.]

I understand, Jane Foster.  Your words warrant no further apologies.  It was I who had spoken rashly.  [The goddess remembers the mortal man named Keith Kincaid vaguely. Regardless of how mundane he appeared to be, his devotion to Jane Foster seemed to be genuine; no mortal has ever joined them on a quest for another like that.  But the Lady Sif knows that just as some doors to love open, other doors to such affections can close, too.]

[tooplainjanedoe]

[nods]

But see, for me, I was just going to work and watching people die. By the time someone comes to me, I can only tell them what's wrong with them, and maybe put some more sand in the hour glass for them. There wasn't life; there was just time until you die. And that was fine, it was okay, it was enough.

But then Thor came. 

And I finally got to have a life, finally got to experience living. It was like being with Thor was discovering colour. And then he was gone. [And it was terrible] When I couldn't remember him, I felt so empty, so incomplete. Like a part of my soul died. The only time I felt like I got it back was when Jimmy was born. [When little James had looked at her with those big, brown eyes of his, it was the first time in forever that Jane didn't feel broken. His tiny touch healed her heart, however briefly. And she had hoped it was a feeling that would last.

Sadly, it didn't, and there had been brief concern Jane had developed postpartum depression. She still loved her baby very much, but it just didn't feel like he was hers anymore. The empty feeling had come back.]

With Keith and Jimmy, I felt like I was living someone else's life. It wasn't until Thor can back that I knew who I was, where I wanted to be--and who I wanted to be with. I feel alive again. 

So Thor really is the greatest thing to happen to me.

[deadpools-whipping-boy]

Reblog this for an M!A

I, deadpools-whipping-boy, will personally give an M!A to anyone who reblogs this post. Understand that effects will not be immediate due to things like timezones, and such. Also, it might take longer to come up with one for an OC, or a character I don’t know over a character I’m familiar with. I will try to have meaningful M!A’s that aren’t just ‘X turns into a cat for an hour’. I will check for M!A guidelines, and won’t give any that last over a day.

[deadpoolexpress]

^—-GIVES HEARTBREAKING, AMAZING, TEAR-FILLED AWESOME AND DETAILED MIA’S.

Just sayin’.

:X~

[fangedfirecracker]

((I would like one to save for a rainy day.))

[tooplainjanedoe]

ladykeldastormrider started following you

Oh man, you guys are everywhere in New York! I should have come here so much sooner!