Who: Thor and Jormungandr What: Thor gets off work. More of Loki's children!!! Maybe this one he won't rip to shreds. Fenrir I'm lookin' at you! When: Friday afternoon Where: Just off a construction site in downtown NY Warnings: TBD not sure!
The street was blocked off due to mounds of broken concrete and pipes. The structure Thor and his workers were putting together had been rained out a few days last week, now they were behind. Besides that, the bite that Fenrir had lodged in various places had ripped into his muscles causing more strain on the thunder god's abilities. He rolled his shoulder back and forth, slamming the framing hammer into steel. The handle was raw against his hands, is it was an imitation to Mjölner. His hands literally slipped it from his grip as nothing was the right fit. The longer he held Mjölner, the less he could feel it within the city. Loki was concealing it well. The metal clanked against his swing, the hum it offering him some comfort.
By the end of the day he was too sore to hardly move. He was draining little by little now. Between bouts with Fenrir and Loki even the human beliefs couldn't keep his strength but for so long. They'd already morphed his image slightly to a point where he didn't recognize his head as it zipped by a mirror. His face remained the same, but to most one beefcake was the same as another.
He didn't even feel the snake as he dropped his tools into his truck stepping away from site long enough to get a bite to eat. One thing that would never change for the thunder god was his massive appetite.