thread; jane foster & thor Who: Jane & Thor NPCs: N/A When: 9/27 Where: Jane's Apartment What: Jane is sore and Thor is Thor. Rating: PG-13.
Jane was pretty sure she'd just bruised muscles she didn't know she had. The ride up the elevator seemed to take forever. She was probably just going to collapse before she got to her own door. All she could think about was running a hot bath and soaking in it until she became one with the water. It was what kept her upright and the motivation that got her off the rail when the elevator finally pulled to a stop on her floor.
Her fingers fumbled for the keys and she turned the lock pushing it open. She didn't want to train anymore. Training was hard. Training was stupid. Training hurt. But she kept telling herself that training was beneficial. If someone decided to attack her while she was unknowledgable about all the things that Maria had taught her for the past month or so, she could be in a lot more pain for a lot longer.
She just had no idea that there were specific ways to fall. Falling was not fun. Falling was not cool. Falling made her shoulder hurt.
Closing the door behind her, she turned to lock it. She dropped her keys in the little key bowl by the door, kicked her shoes off, dropped her jacket on the floor and just started stripping her clothes, leaving a trail to the bathroom. Maybe she'd just lay in the tub while it filled up. No, she had to make sure the temperature was right.