Who: Thor and OPEN What: Wandering the train When: Tuesday morning Where: Starting in a hallway
Thor had barely been able to get his bearings since being taken. It had been one thing after another, from being on the train for less than a day to all that had happened in Atlantis. Not that Arthur Curry hadn't been a hospitable host. He had, as much as anyone could expect given the circumstances. But Thor appreciated the time to catch his breath, now that they were back on the train. The whole... dimensional shifting thing made him hope, however faintly, that one of these shifts would take him to Earth, to the Milano, or maybe even to Asgard. As he now knew, time travel without an infinity stone was not only possible, but easy with smart enough people working on it, so anything was possible. He knew better than to hope for that last option though.
He'd woken early today, dressed simply in jeans, a black t-shirt, and heavy boots, then begun to roam the halls, trying to learn the layout and see who else might be around. He didn't know who else was here, not by name anyway. He'd seen several familiar faces, other Avengers, Darcy, etc. But the rest? He had no idea. Many of them seemed to know each other but he didn't know them and maybe it was time that changed. He considered this, as well as how to get out of this situation, as he wandered in search of breakfast, taking careful note of the layout of the train every step of the way.
When he got to the source of the scent, Thor took a an open seat and glanced around. "What's good here?" He asked the person sitting next to him, not bothering to identify the person right away.