WHO: Thor and Sif WHAT: Hanging out, sparring WHEN: Today WHERE: A park on the outskirts of town WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Thor had mostly adjusted to being in this place. That by no means meant that he actually liked it, but the strange feeling of disorientation had disappeared. Wherever he was...he was. And if that sounded profound, it really wasn't. He'd been in many strange places in his life, and this was, perhaps, not the strangest of all. And with Sif and Bruce here, it felt more like home than many places did. He was grateful for that.
Even though he was living with Sif, they still met regularly to exercise and spar. There was really nobody here who could match them when it came to fighting prowess, although he was impressed by some of the humans here. Well...maybe Bruce could when he was put together. That was definitely a possibility, but also a moot point.
He smiled as he approached her - he couldn't help it. Thor's entire being was at nature optimistic - it was unnatural for him to be sullen or upset, even with everything that had befallen him lately.
"Sif! Good day!" He smiled, and embraced her tightly. "How have things gone since morning?" After all, it had only been a few hours since he'd seen her.