1504/Coffee after Punching

Coffee after Punching
Date of Scene:	16 July 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Sublime, Thor

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Sublime has posed:
    It's later at night, with the crowd at the illegal fights breaking up, or scattering, depending how you want to look at it, before one of the many vigilantes in the city manage to track down the location. The group at the table sort of broke up, but not after touching off a discussion of whether you could really have more than one god of war, and if it counted for Thor giving that he's really primarily a LIGHTNING or storm god. Well, everyone else has peeled off by this point, but they did end up at Mario's before doing so. Leaving Thor and Rachel by themselves, which is...really kind of making the young woman a bit nervous, having TOTALLY not expected to be ending up at a restaurant alone with a thunder god. "Um...so...why were you at the fights?" she wonders, mostly to restart the conversation that's flagged while both were chewing down on the remains of the pizza ordered.

Thor has posed:
Thor Odinson is at ease, pleased to be out and as you ask the question he looks up, a hint of a chuckle on his features. "Where else would I be? The thought of a good fight, there's not much better as far as I'm concerned. I had said it there. Good fights, good...well..there was ale...." and for Asgardian it is likely to be about as potent as water...."Friends...well new friends but still the comeraderie of enjoying the fight together...so yes I enjoyed it." And so he leans back, looking to you. "Why were you? Is there a prize? Or did you just want to have the chance to show what you could do?" He doesn't sound dismissive of any of the options. He is very impressed by the fight, by those who stepped into the ring.

Sublime has posed:
    Rachel sniffs a bit at that. "Mmph, not very good ale, but I guess..." she says, a little dismissively of what she considers the 'poor' beers available there. But then, it's not like the people drinking it really notice most likely.

    She stirs a bit at the question, then lets out another huff. "Yes. There was. And an entry fee. So I didn't even break even, since I lost my first match..." she grumbles, reaching out to snag the bottle of Corona she's settled for here. "If I'd at least gotten to the second round, I might have gotten into the real money there."

Thor has posed:
"How much was the entry fee?" He looks at you. It could be thought that he's looking you over for it's not a...shy inspection. From head to toe you can feel a perusing, sweeping, assessing gaze. But this is a man with incredible senses. A man who can see an arrow in flight like he's watching someone slip out of bed in the morning. His gaze moves over you and he assesses truly what he perceives to be your strength, any injuries from the fight, any weaknesses, anything that one can pick up just by 'looking' at Rachel. Of course, it does mean that you definitely get a thorough inspection by the mancandy as you called him earlier, his arms folding casually across his lap, resting atop a thigh that's crossed ankle over knee. "And how did you lose? You were pounding the snot out of her. What was it that kept you from seeing her little trick with the blade coming? I mean not too tease you too badly but it is in her name....' though at the last he smiles, trying to soften the blow of the question.

Sublime has posed:
    The blonde girl squirms a bit in her seat at that look, very aware suddenly of just how mussed she looks after a fight and no real time to clean up after the fight. "Um, it was....$300, and I wasn't expecting BLADED FINGERS were, like, allowed!" she protests, her right hand coming up to rest her fingertips at her chest, the very picture of aggrieved annoyance. She sniffs. "Besides, I got a good hit on her before that. If I'd had my staff, she wouldn't have even got that close.

Thor has posed:
"Staff?" Canting his head to the side, this draws a grin from Thor as he leans forward. And no, he doesn't make a 'so you're good with the staff' joke. "You're trained in weapons then as well, are you?" This makes him grin, because well, he knows of a few women who are good with weapons. Hell, one of them is family and one of them probably wants to be. So he is intrigued. "I have to say I enjoy this aspect of Midgardian evolution...the changes that are bringing you on par with the rest of the universe - intelligence, speed, strength, the mystic...still in its infancy but the passion with which you have all embraced your different roles," he says and that accent of his, that way of speaking makes everythign he says just sound...better. Like when you listen to a news broadcast or an in-dash navigation and you get to change the voice to one you like. "Still. No excsuses. If I fought you, even if I did nto know you had or were good with a staff I would still need to be ready for the unexpected."

Sublime has posed:
    Rachel nods, snagging one of the lone remaining pieces of pizza. "Sure, Jeet Kune Do mostly...three section staff, specifically. So I was, like, totally handicapped in there." she says with a sigh, then grins at him, nibbling on the edge of the pizza. "Oh yeah..." she says, after swallowing. "I'm full of suprises....were you planning on fighting there? Or just enjoying the fights?" she wonders.

Thor has posed:
He is listening, enjoying the conversation. Of course, he has no idea what Jeet kune Do is. "OH," he says, as you talk about the three section staff for that he is familiar with - that he understands. Looking back to you there is that smile, that little bit of amusement and as you ask what he's planning, there's a moment, a pause, as he ponders. "I don't know. At first I was not sure that it would be worth it - that there would be a challenge. Now...I'm intrigued. Disappoitned that there are no weapons still but it is an act I enjoy - the fight, the competition. I would go ahead and join, now, if I could make one. See where it leads, if they have any more initial entries. If not, then I will sit and enjoy. Perhaps bring something real for you to drink next time. If you're up for it," he teases, before taking a bite of pizza.

Sublime has posed:
    She grins at that, as she gnaws off another bite of the pizza. She exercises, carbs are not an issue, darn it! "That'd be something to see...um, you fighting. The booze is nice too." she admits, a bit curious what he'd bring. Asgardian drink? Talk about top shelf! "I guess I get to stay in the crowd if I'm there at all now..."

Thor has posed:
Thor Odinson laughs quietly. "It is nice. You'll only get a small taste. Anything more than that," he says. "well, i've been told I will get into a significant amount of trouble if I try to give any more than that to you all," he says with amusement, teasing. "Apparently you all are not quite capable of handling it. Perhaps in time you can have more than a sippy cup worth," he says, quoting something he heard someone else talk about before looking back to you. "But the crowd is not such a bad place to be. I'm there," intones Thor with a playful jest in his voice, a 'of course' sort of tone, indicating that if he's there where else could be of any value or import. "Your strength...the thing you did with your kick to make it hit harder than it should. How did you come into that? If I may be nosey?" I mean, people don't typically ask him how he got super strong, or super fast, or...well, so damned handsome. So it could be considered a rude question.

Sublime has posed:
    Rachel wrinkles her nose at the idea of a sippy cup...then again, some is better than none. "I'd guess I'm not going to be quaffing something like that, yeah...not quite up to Asgardian levels, just Midgardian ones..." she says with amusement. She stuffs the crust of the pizza past her lips, chewing and swallowing. "Oh, you caught that, huh? It's my talent. I couldn't use it all out, or I would have got tossed from the fight." she says thoughfully. "So I was just using it a little bit. I can adjust my density."

Thor has posed:
"Interesting...." he says. "So I could put you into a catapult, launch you towards something, and by the time you it it, you'd be strong enough to break through it? I'm goign to have to keep you around,' he says, having definitely found a way now to appreciate your talent. See? A nd people say Thor doesn't pay attention to details. He does! He just...doesn't talk much with people. And so, as he sits back, regarding you then after that bit of conversation, his gaze on you, it's easy to imagine what's going through his mind at the thought of you flying through the air and taking down a castle wall...or a mountain. "You must have been quite fun at swim parties, jumping off cliffs into the water only to splash everyone off to the side watching." Because on Asgard they don't have pools...well they do but they call them baths. Your swim in nature!

Sublime has posed:
    She looks a bit bemused like that. "....technically, yes, but it wouldn't necessarily be fun for me." she confirms. "Though I do get a bit heavier the denser I get....though, I can go the other way and be very insubstantial. So...poof! Right throught the wall and out the other side."

    However, when she mentions swim parties, she gets a slightly odd look, then forces a smile. "No, I couldn't do this back when I went to swim parties....would ahve been fun though..." she admits.

Thor has posed:
Thor Odinson grins amusedly and stands up. He still has half a slice of pizza left though but apparently has decided between the fight and the restaurant, he has been still to long. "Come then," declares Thor. "Let us meander. Mosey. Sashay....whatever you call it." You know...walk. He makes his way out, towards the door, holding it open for you, stepping thorugh so you don't have to do that awakward brushing past him thing, not that you couldn't still if you wanted to. He just isn't the creepy guy who lingers in the doorway so you -have- to! Cause...that's what he'd need on Twitter - #creepyThor. And so it is a beuatiful 75 degrees righ tnow, a light breeze, and a perfect night to be out for a walk.

Sublime has posed:
    Rachel hmms, then drops a tip on the table before she follows after. "Sashy where, exactly?" she says, a bit bemused. Now she's wandering around with a god for a walk at night. Though...it is a nice night. And by this point, she's more than a little buzzed, so her inhibitions and worries are a bit farther pushed back in her mind. She nods as the door is opened, stepping out. "So...where are we going?"

Thor has posed:
"Good question," he says as he walks outside and he looks to the left and right. His lips pursed, as he regards you, as he stares to you for a moment, and gestures. "That way," he says, and with that, he turns left. "We're going that way," he says with a grin. "maybe we'll run into something like people being dumb or harming other people and we'll get to harass them and encourage them to make better life decisions." He seems eager to run into trouble, as he hasnt' been into a fight for quite some time. It's been a very, very long time. "Do you know this part of town?"

Sublime has posed:
    She raises a brow at you at that, but shrugs, starting to wander. "Oh, so we're going to be all heroic tonight." she says, wrinkling her nose at the idea. "Well, I guess a decent fight would be nice, though..." she admits. "...so, do you..like, live on Earth...I mean, Midgard now? Or is this a major commute for you from Asgard?" She's not quite clear on how exactly gods get around, though his excitement at the idea of finding a good fight does have her walking with a faint spring in her step now. Yeah. She'd REALLY like to punch someone who deserves it right now.

Thor has posed:
"There are...ways bewteen, though they are not as easy as they once were," he explains, a bit of a sigh as he looks to you. Clearly, that question stirs just a tiny bit of discomfort. You can tell it hits him right in the feels, as it were, as he looks to you and then back around. "But yes, I do live here..." he explains. "I have a house and everything," he offers, though it's entirely likely that there won't be a chance to be heroic. And you've already had a good fight. T hor, on the other hand, hasn't had a single fight in quite some time. And he's getting punchy. His hands clasp behind his back, as he looks to you, seeing the bounce in your step, or at least, maybe the way your pace picks up as he looks about, "But yes, the commute would be....challenging..."

Sublime has posed:
    A faint smile teases her lips, at the idea of a god having a house. Does he have a mortgage? Does he play property taxes? It just seems so...mundane. (Though it may be that the Avengers pick up the bill, she supposes.) She does note the discomfort, deciding to change the subject a bit. "I'd have thought you were up at Avengers tower or something. Or wherever they're based now." She sort of lost track being on the run for a while.

Thor has posed:
"No..." he says. "the rooms there are insufficient, and not quite private. we were able to use a little bit of gold that we had to purchase a place." Of course, the transaction had to go through Tony, and Tony for sure pays the property taxes - as you said, you are definitely correct in the fact that he does not pay those things. Such would not be a good way for things to work. Not with how utterly inattentive he is to such normal happenings. And so, as he looks to you, as you walk, there's a smile that grows as he can tell you're thinking about it, thinking about where they belong...or maybe that's just him, imagining his place, imagining where he belongs. "You seem distracted as well," questions...or rather comments Thor.

Sublime has posed:
"Mmm?" Rachel says, pulled out of her thoughts and proving she's exactly that...distracted. "I guess I'm just finding it a little funny." she admits. "I mean, either place would be cool to live at, I think. And I guess less privacy could be okay if you're hanging with the right people." She claspes her hands behind her back absently, rolling her walk more heel to toe as a breeze ruffles past you. "I mean, you can go wherever you'd like, I'm sure."

Thor has posed:
But the weather occasionally reacts to Thor's mood, and it has taken a slightly melancholy mood. Not one caused by her but at the thought of home and the dangers being faced by the relams that he is unable to address. And with the breeze comes a few drops of rain, with the promise of more, the start of a light mist tht will surely turn into a full blown rain in time. He looks to you and looks up, before giving a little shrug. "Oops..." he says. He could send it away but that would cause a very interesting dilemma, one he doesn't talk about out loud just yet but nonetheless. He has a hood on his cloak and he pulls it up. You...well...are maybe less prepared for the rain though at least your top is waterproof. "I can....but when we can do what we want...it doesn't mean we should. I could overthrow much of thi splanet if I wished. There would be some challenges I'd have to deal with...but to what end? Why make the realm of Midgard my subjects when it could be my friends instead?"

Sublime has posed:
    She gets a grin at that, looking up at the rain as some drips down her nose. "I'll be fine...wanna see a trick?" she says, raising a brow. There's a shimmer over her body, then the rain seems to...fall through her. But she's not getting wet now. "It works better for hail, rain feels a bit weird..." she murmurs.

    She glances over. "On behalf of Midgard, thank you for not crushing us under your iron boot then." she says dryly.

Thor has posed:
Thor Odinson grins a bit. "You're most welcome," he says, humbly bowing towards you. There's that playful little tone, and he looks up at the rain, then over to you as it starts to slip through you, and he can't help it. He reaches forward and pokes at you. He's not very discriminate, so it can be anywhere from the shoulder to the waist that he pokes, just sort of turning to you and sticking a finger out and seeing if it can go into you, or through you, as it were. He too has sadly not seen the Indiana Jones movie or this would be a fairly amusing moment. "Well isn't that a neat trick," he says with a little bit of a chuckle nonetheless, whether he can poke into you or not. "Though it sort of seems like cheating to a certain degree."

Sublime has posed:
"Buy a lady a drink - oh wait, you did." she says amused as she glances over, watching you poke your hand into her. "If you're not cheating you're not winning, in my experience." she says, bemusedly watching as you poke in various areas. There's no real resistance to running your hand through her form that you can tell. "I mean, if you want cheating, I could be partially like this and partially super dense at the same time. Though it's more tricky."

Thor has posed:
Thor Odinson snorts, a little, the sound very un-Thorlike but you made him laugh, getting a genuine reaction out of him and he says, with a chuckle, "Maybe I'll give you two sips of Asgardian Ale. Then I will be able touch as much as I want," he teases, not totally realizing how Bill Cosby rapey taht sounds but, you know. Asgardians...they're such crack-ups. "A nifty trick. You go to block one side with your density, the other reaches through the person, then hardens again. That's...a rather deadly combination," he says, thinking about it and then he takes a step away from you, playfully, moving just out of reach for a moment as he takes his hand back!

Sublime has posed:
    The young woman smiles mysteriously. "Something like that. Lady has to have a few secrets, don't I?" She raises a brow. "It'd better be really, really good booze to pull that off. I don't let just anyone lay hands on me." she says casually, clasping her hands behind the back of her head as she walks. "Though really, don't you already have a girl to be buying drinks for already?" she says, peering over. "I mean...you're you. YOu don't seem like the type of guy who lacks for companionship."

Sublime has posed:
    The young woman smiles mysteriously. "Something like that. Lady has to have a few secrets, don't I?" She raises a brow. "It'd better be really, really good booze to pull that off. I don't let just anyone lay hands on me." she says casually, clasping her hands behind the back of her head as she walks. "Though really, don't you already have a girl to be buying drinks for already?" she says, peering over. "I mean...you're you. YOu don't seem like the type of guy who lacks for companionship."

Thor has posed:
He grins a bit, as you talk about that, but the sky has really started to open up and he makes his way towards one of hte buildings, with a bit of a 'stoop' for lack of a better word that is covered and he leans against the wall, looking at the heavier rain and he asks, "I don't suppose your power is able to be shared? Could be handy right now," he says with a grin but as he looks to you and you ask that question, he nods. "I used to not lack," he says. And his gaze drops, briefly, a glance to your form, particuarly the parts that are more...curvy..and the exposed stomach. But he looks back up to you, "You would have been a fun challenge to try to take to bed but alas," he says, not reaizling how totally, totally blatant that was and possibly not acceptable. "I decided to get betrothed and one of the tasks I set, since I had to overcome three challenges, was one of being celibate until the wedding." He sighs..having clearly decided that was an utterly stupid idea on his part.

Sublime has posed:
    She follows you up, lightly hopping up besides you, leaning back against the wall as she solidifies again. , folding her arms under her breasts. "Good to know...." she murmurs at that, the dry sarcasm coming back to her voice again as you compliment her. She doesn't seem to mind the look...if she didn't want people to look, she'd wear a sweatshirt, after all.

    And she can't help it, giggling. "Celibate??" She grins big at that. "Oh, you poor dear...." she purrs. "Who's the lucky girl though?"

Thor has posed:
"Stop it," he says, as you laugh and then he grins, looking to your arms, "And stop that," he says, noting the absolute shelf that your not insignificant bust is going to cause, plus the fact of crossing your arms....at this point he's seriously concerned for the structual integrity of the uniform. Will it burst at the sides? Are the straps in the back truly strong enough? Still though, he shakes his head for yes, you already appear to have decided this is amusing and he looks to the belt, then back to you, and just shakes his head. He's entertained, and gets it. For all the things he's done in his life, he probably deserves it. It's just, perhaps, slightly unfair that you are increidbly well equipped to put him through his paces. Most Asgardian women? Blonde. Fit. Curved. You may not be one but even with your height you could fit the profile at least.

Sublime has posed:
    Despite the skimpiness of her outfit, it IS A lot more durable than might be suggested. After all, it's made to fight in, and Jeet Kune Do is not exactly an art which relies on small or slow movements. Likely there is some serious structural support built into it, he might suspect. "Mmmmmm?" she says, peering down, then grins and rests her hand on the wall behind her instead. "Wow, you ARE hard up if you can't take that..." she teases. "So who is it though? Someone back home? Who's the girl you're supposed to marry in the stories...the warrior girl..." She frowns, trying to remember.

Thor has posed:
Naw. He's used to armor and not armor. In Asgard that wouldn't even exist, something like that. Something made of leather, sure, but the fabrics here, he has serious questions on their structural integrity. Have you ever gone t-shirt shopping with him? It's a disaster. Pepper has had to start ordering clothes especially for him. Still though, he just smirks, running his hand through his damp blonde hair that's turned a little bit stringy and he says, "It's not that," he offers, as far as the can't take it. Only, it's totally that. His only saving grace is probably the fact you didn't let the rain hit you so you're not a) chilled by the cold water and b) it's not sluiciing down the top so he's fairly safe for now. And then he says a name that's likely to get most warrior women's attention. There's a few of them out there - Wonder Woman...Artemis. "Lady Sif..." he says. Ayup...she's pretty much a badass too...at least as far as fighting goes.

Sublime has posed:
    "That's her!" Rachel says. Hey, she remembers her mythology! Sort of. "The girl who got her hair cut off and had it replaced with golden hair." Because of course the blonde would have that stick in her head. "But not the one for bethrothal?" she wonders curiously. "Is it someone else?"

    She's comfortable leaning where she is...and yes, rain free. Though considering her top is fairly dark, there wouldn't be much to see likely.

Thor has posed:
"Sort of," he says with a chuckle. It's not the fact that he'd see through it. No, it's the whole play of water on the fabric - the shine, the droplets moving drawing the eye. It goes past the obvious and the blatant and to the far more subtle and devious where it would tease at his own imagination rather than just throwing it out there. No...rain on her slick attire would be most distracting, especially when it got to the fit middle. "What do your tattoos mean," he asks, before he realizes he let hsi own question get int he way of answering you back. He leans back cross from you, dressed today in so that the armor does cover him but leaves his arms bared. "She did have her hair taken and Loki had a wig made. However, he renegged on payment, and the makers of the week had counted on that so it turned her blond hair jet black."

Sublime has posed:
    "Ah, didn't know that." she admits, frowning a bit. Not NEARLY as cool as getting magical golden hair, but it IS still magic, she supposes. Maybe she could bleach it. Do Asgardians bleach their hair or color it? Her eyes flick over as she blinks, a hand rising to cover the red tattoo on her shoulder a bit selfconsciously, oddly. "...they're markers. For....where I've been. What I was." she says after a long pause. "Well, except for this one.." she says, running her fingers over the sun on her midriff. "I just thought it was pretty at the time...and I wanted something that felt like...a new dawn, I guess.

Thor has posed:
Thor Odinson nods as you look to the shoulder. "And so you show it off but then you also cover it? That seems...an interesting contradiction. Do you forget about it until I mention it? Or is it something you don't mind sharing, but perhaps something you're not excited about sharing with me?" It's not accusing. If anything, he seems to understand. He's fought warriors from many lands - he gets that they're not always on the side that they want to be. For some it's where the money takes them. For others the killing. He doesn't push, but he does look up and he says, "I don't think it's going to slow down anytime soon. Shall we head back to the restaurant? Or should I call the tower? I'm sure I can have them send a car ofr us so you can be taken wherever you need to go."

Sublime has posed:
    She gets a faintly sour expression as you point this out, rubbing her arm, then forcing herself to take her hand off it. "...not used to people asking." she says after a moment, then smirks a bit. "...nothing to do with you, no." she says simply. "Just...it's...not one I chose."

    But whatever emotions and memories the question stirred up, they seem to have a hold on her now, her more playful behavior becoming more closed off. "Thanks, I think I'd like to walk home in the rain...maybe if I'm lucky I'll run into a really dumb mugger, huh?" she says, raising a brow slightly, before she pushes off from the wall. "Besides, you can fly, right? You don't need to put yourself for little old me. I got here by walking, I can get home the same way."

Thor has posed:
Thor Odinson steps off from the wall and gestures to you again, chuckling just slightly as he watches you. "Alright then," he says. But as he steps off the wall and lets you step in front of him he brings his foot up. He's going to do something truly dome which is to try to kick you in the ass, but more of a 'push' - like a thrust kick meant to shove you forward a few steps. nothing meantt o hurt or harm in any way, but it'll definitely 'move' you at least a little bit. "Wipe the sour face off. I'm sorry the tattoo thing offended you but no reason to let it ruin your night. You got to hang out with me after all," he says. Look...he decided to try to be funny. Either that will work...or is going to turn into a total 'oops' moment.

Sublime has posed:
    The kick draws a little yelp as she overbalances going down the stairs, hopping awkwardly as she spins around. "Hey!" she says, scowling a bit at him, then mmms, her lips twitching up slightly. "...it has been fun. And it didn't...offend me. It's just not something I like to bring up." she says. So safe! Or at least, she doesn't seem angry at him. She waves a bit. "...maybe I'll see you around then, big guy. Might be back to watch the matches in the future, if nothing else." She turns and starts to saunter off....but puts a definitely, deliberate sway to her hips as she does, knowing what it'll do to you.