4713/Ragnarok Pt 3: Amazonian Intervention

Ragnarok Pt 3: Amazonian Intervention
Date of Scene:	21 June 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Diana offers the aid of the Amazons and Thor accepts though conditionally.+
Cast of Characters:	Wonder Woman, Thor
Tinyplot:	Ragnarok

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Wonder Woman has posed:
The alien tech that powers Diana's invisible jet is quite remarkable. Its not the first generation jet... her original invisible jet was a Earth-based tech that used tiny micro cameras to make the single-seat plane invisible from the outside. Flying was something Diana took up years ago after Steve Trevor's love for it had lead her to giving the skill a chance. That old jet was now retired and hidden in a cave on Themyscira.

This new Jet... isn't really even a Jet at all, its whatever Diana wills it to be and most commonly... thats a transport. Case in point, right now the invisible transport jet is gliding into the Asgard ship and has settled down--but to make those onboard less confused or bewildered by it, the jet is actually visible right now--or at least slightly visible.

The smokey-hued translucent hull of the ship is smooth and and aesthetically pleasing, with a large central fuselage and small wings near the back engine pods.

Beneath the jet, the boarding ramp lowers silently and this is when a figure can be seen, disembark with a dark blue robe surrounding her form.

Within moments, Diana Prince is stepping out from inside of her strange smokey-jet and now standing at the foot of its ramp, her blue eyes scanning around.

Thor has posed:
    The hangar bay is hectic, the people within busily rushing about their tasks inside. She can see the old transport liner has definitely seen better days with the way its hull has been damaged and the interior has fared little better. At the entrance to the hangar are two armored men standing tall in blocky plate armor with high-horned helms and spears in hand. She'll see them shift abruptly to attention as she descends the ramp, her footsteps lost in the din of action and the clang of repairs.
    None of them will she be familiar with, all new faces, new features. The older man holding up the length of metal section while another welds it steals a glance towards her. A youthful girl, on the edge of adulthood it seems, is holding a heavy pan underneath the fuselage of a shuttle that another is busy disengaging some equipment from it.
    But the one that is striding towards her is perhaps the first that she will recognize. The Asgardian who granted aid during the Battle of New York, who had at times lent his aid to the earth's cause under times of strife. Thor, son of Odin, though not as she had seen him before. Gone are the long golden locks, instead they are shorn and his beard is a ragged and short thing. But what is most telling is the strapless eyepatch over his right eye that is clearly a hastily crafted thing.
    He steps towards the bottom of that ramp and stops there looking upwards as he smiles though only wanly. "Princess of Themyscira, you come upon us during ill times. Would that we had met under better circumstances."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Shortly after Diana descends from her ship do two more Themysciran women, flanking her on either sides and equally as tall as she, though arguably more sizeable in build and body. Diana's 'guards' stand watch behind their Princess, though their eyes are also looking about the interior of the ship... they'd never come to Space before so this was a bit... alarming, though over all they're keeping it together well as the Warrior Women of Paradise Island would be expected to.

When Thor approaches, Diana turns toward him and takes a step or two to help close the gap between them. "I would wish for the same, good sir." She says in her thick Greek accented voice. Diana gives a look to her left and right before turning her eyes to him. "Are you people in need of anything? She asks him, cutting straight to the point. "I am here to offer whatever I can. I have heard... a brief summary of whats occurred, and my heart pours out for you and yours, Sir Thor." Admittedly Diana's unsure of what Thor's true title is, so 'Sir' seems to be the most appropriate to her in this scenario.

Thor has posed:
    "Those who have visited have offered their aid, and we are past the worst of the danger." He says this as he gives a nod to her sisters before he turns away from the ship and begins to walk a few paces along the gleaming deck of the ship. A few scorch marks mar the surface of the metal, but in other places it has a curious glowing aspect. "But I will not turn away any wishing to help, there is much to be done and matters that still harry my people."
    He gestures to the side with one hand, asking silently if they will walk with him and should they agree he will do so. His hands rest upon the loop of his belt, his brow furrowed and heavy as he looks off into the distance. "There are still those who suffer from the vile arts of those who destroyed our home and we grant them what care we can. Our ship has seen better days, but it only must endure long enough for matters to be settled and for us to find a place to set down if not another home."
    The Thunderer's single blue eye shifts sidelong towards Diana and he murmurs, "That may be the best way you can aid us, Princess. Grant your voice to others, and perhaps this dark time will pass for us all the faster. Though forgive me, for I know I presume."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana follows Thor, but her two companions stay at the foot of the Jet's ramp, their hands at their sides, their helmets are resting against their outside hips though beneath a hand.

Diana is wearing a deep blue robe that covers the armor she wears though her armored boots do make it obvious that she is in her Amazonian gear.

Diana listens closely to his words as she walks along his left side, she looks around the ship as they move and then glances over toward him. "I can search for a temporary site for you and yours to settle down and get out of the... vacuum of space. I imagine that your people share my own views on space." Diana looks away then toward the way her Jet had entered the larger ship from. "A fine place to visit, but not a palce I would ever wish to stay long." She shifts her gaze back to him. "Are 'you' okay?" She asks him then, knowing full well that the people of Asgard need their Leader more than ever now.

Thor has posed:
    The tall man's footsteps falter at that last, his gaze shifting to her and then down. Back to her eyes he gives a nod as he says, "I am." He turns back and begins to walk again, heading towards the other end of the hangar and once there he rests a heavy hand upon the control panel that causes the door to slide open with a slow shifting grind of metal on metal. "Or I will be."
    He turns and takes a step as if about to go through the door, though it hasn't entirely opened yet and causes his movement to hitch a little. He steps back and clears his throat and says sidelong to her, "Ahem, you see things are not entirely repaired." But then it finishes its grinding opening and he gestures with one hand, salvaging the moment. "After you."
    And should she precede him he will follow, now into the hallway and moving down it towards the observation deck that she can see at the end of the hall. It's only the distance of several strides until they would reach there, then a set of stairs carrying them up to the raised dais where a conference table of purple and gold metal rests with high-backed chairs all around and a single bottle is there upon the table.
    "We were only able to save a few bottles, but we are not in such a way that we cannot grant our guests drink, and something to sup upon should they wish." For amongst the Asgardians, the guest rite is very important.

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana does move through the open hatchway into the corridor and beyond to the conference / observation room. She glances back at him after he reaffirms that he is doing as good as can be expected, and she'd wholely asked because as she'd seen images of him before... never with an eye patch, and never looking quite this... down trodden, but still, all things considered she felt he was in good order.

Once into the area with the conference table, Diana's hands come up from within her robe slightly parting the blue material (with gold interior lining showing now beneath it) and she places her hands on the back of one of the tall chairs.

Diana shows the man a soft smile. "Thank you for the hospitality, but I know the... situation is not currently a reflection of your people's quality and kindness. What you do have belogns to you and yours to enjoy, and what you need... we will make sure is brought to you here."

The Princess' eyes glance toward the windows out into space. "Alpha Flight will likely offer you refuge aboard their station and..." She glances back to him.

"I am going to contact my mother and see if she may let your people have the option of staying on our Island as well. There are few places on Earth that would better suit them then on Themyscira. Or at least, a section of it if nothing else."

Thor has posed:
    "The King of Wakanda has offered us asylum as well," Thor says as he steps up to the table and rests a hand upon the neck of the bottle. His own gaze follows her off towards the many billions of pinpricks of light off in the distance, then he looks back to her and smiles faintly, "But the leaders of Midgard are a myriad sort. What one will view as an act of mercy another will view as a posturing for war. This time is delicate, and so must we be lest we cause yet more strife with our arrival."
    He then turns the bottle on its side and proceeds to fill two glasses with the faint burble of the caramel coloured liquor. The bottle is set down with a faint glassy clink. "I have been advised I should address the United Nations, to beg for their aid and I shall do so for this is no time for pride." If she had known Thor before this sentiment might well surprise her.
    He lifts the glass and then extends it towards her, offering her the drink as he smiles faintly, "So please understand that I appreciate your offer, but cannot accept it for now. Though also mind that I know that you make it not lightly, and what such would mean to your culture. So thank you."
    That said he will take up his own drink and frowns a touch when he looks at it, then also tells her. "Apologies for the mead, however. It is watered down but only so it would not impact the Midgardians harshly."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana's right hand comes up to accept the offered mead and she shows a faint smile at the idea that its been watered down for the rest of the Earthers. "Yes, I imagine that is a wise choice to make." She responds while lifting the glass up to sniff it slightly then she takes a sip from it. Her alcohol tolerance is... quite high, remarkably so... She'd never even BEEN drunk before.

After sipping the drink she lowers the cup again and holds it in front of her casually. "That is very kind of the King of Wakanda to offer. A place I have never been and would truly love to see someday myself. But... as you say, it is complicated." She looks away from the Stars herself and back toward him. "When you do approach the United Nations, let me know and I shall be there alongside you. Working with my Embassy for my people, it has become a regular thing for me to make such appearances. I can help you with at least that much, and it will likely sway many of them toward your plight who may otherwise have reservations." She pauses for a moment.

"After last fall, the people of Earth have been... less than welcoming of others from outside Earth's own boundries." She glances toward Space again and then shakes her head just a little before glancing down to the mead. "I suppose I understand that reluctance, to some degree. Even if I disagree with lumping everyone together because of... well... Yes." She takes another sip of the drink then.

Thor has posed:
    "I will accept that offer, and with thanks." He says to her, a little stronger than before, a glimmer of his old manner. Thor takes a drink of his own, but he is much less delicate than her own sip. He downs the liquor in one quick pull and then sets the empty glass down upon the metal table with a clink. Sitting back on the edge of that table he crosses his arms over his broad chest, solitary eye distancing as he considers the stars before them.
    "I do not fear speaking in public, in some ways I enjoy it. But I know our ways are not your..." He pauses, looking askance at her and recognizes that she is not fully a part of the mortals as well, "Are not their ways. I fear misspeaking and my people having to pay the price."
    A moment passes in silence as he chews his inner cheek thoughtfully, then he adds. "Tis times like this that I miss my brother."
    Then he nods to her, as if forcing himself into motion again and pushing himself off of the table's edge. "So any words of advice you would grant, any coaching you may have, I am sure I will welcome it."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana has certainly drank heavily on occassion... those social situations where it was fun to do it or to play with others. She'd participated in light hearted drinking contests to prove her tolerance toward alcohol before, and... it had always worked, leaving whomever had challenged her in a drunken stuper. But as of right now? Simple sips, yes.

"I would be more than happy to help with that." Diana replies to him then, showing a soft and calm smile. "If you simply plead your case and show the passion that you have for your people and that you are simply concerned with what is to come of them, that will go a long way. But..." She exhales softly. "They will undoubtedly question whether the harm that befell Asgard may be tracking you to thusly then fall upon Earth itself. That is the ultimate reassurance they will need to feel comfort in, that it will not be happening to Earth also."

Diana glances back to her left toward the corridor they'd come down. "It is certainly not a question of space. There is more than enough room for your people, it will thusly come down to a question of safety." She looks back to him then and raises the cup up for another sip. "It is a good drink." She adds with a faint grin.

Thor has posed:
    The tall man nods along with her words, clearly listening as his thoughts are distanced on the next steps before him and those he protects. But when she speaks of the concern Earth may well have about what fate might befall them by linking theirs with the Asgardians, he answers. "Those that struck aginst me and mine have fallen, they will harm no one further. I just wish that I... that we had been able to best them without the loss of our homeland."
    Thor then looks pensive again for an instant, until she speaks on the quality of the mead. His lip twists up a little, "Aye. Perhaps we shall share another drink once this has all settled and this time I promise it shall not be watered down." He gives her a nod and then smiles, "But come, let me show you the strength of my people and how they have endured." There is a warmth there on some level, a pride that returns to his voice. No longer a selfish one, but one held in those around him.