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Tweak says, "An hour ago an entire fireball"

hardveur (hardveur) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2014-04-03 00:01:00

Current mood:	annoyed
Current music:	"Dominos" by The Big Pink
Entry tags:	sif, thor

Who: Thor and Sif
When: Early Thursday afternoon, April 3rd
What: Thor is a construction worker and he's got a crew tearing up walls near Sif's salon!
Where: Construction site/Sif's salon
Warnings: Hello there big guy, your wife is here!
Status: Incomplete

Once Thor had learned that Jenny wasn't Sif but his daughter there were some weird things going on. Loki had brewed a whole storm of issues after he'd kidnapped the girl. He hadn't run into her again and he expected in some way she was probably going to stay gone for some time now. Thor was a bit depressed over it, the frown on his face hung a little lower. His Norsy senses had completely derailed him, driving home the fact that the only thing he had to look at from his old life was his hammer and Loki's ugly, conniving face.

He and his boys had set up camp next to a hair salon, starting on the bare bones of a building that had no name yet. It was just a pile of rubble, brick, concrete and wood with men in hardhats.

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thefairhaired
2014-04-03 04:24 am UTC (link)

When Sif arrived back at work after two days off, it was to find her coworkers complaining about the noise happening next door. It also meant that people were cancelling their appointments and that was never good for business. Part of Sif wanted to go give those works a piece of her mind, but they were only doing their job. But the whole situation was making her stomach feel weird and uncomfortable and she blamed it on her own volatile emotions. One of them had come in to use their bathroom and left a trail of dirty footprints across the floor she'd just cleaned. Sif had pushed him into the wall and shoved a hot curling iron towards his face, thinking how easy it would be so scorch that ugly mug of his. In moments she'd let him go, drawing back, horrified at her actions as she always was when that violence came upon her.

"At least some of them are good looking," one of the other hairdressers had winked at her later on after she'd calmed down with a cup of peppermint tea. "Love a man with strong arms."

Sif smiled a little at that because, yes, she had to agree there. She was always drawn to the strong burly types. It was hardly surprising.

When she went outside to get some air, another of the worker's was there and she flirted a little, touching his arm, even giving him his number. Either his friend hadn't mentioned the crazy lady threatening him with a curling iron, or he didn't know it had been her.

She still felt guilty about it though by late afternoon, and so brushed her golden hair again, touched up her make up, and made her way next door, standing in the doorframe and giving it a loud knock so she could be heard above the hammering and chatting.

"Hope I'm not intruding," Sif said, in the soft and smiling way of a beautiful woman who was never denied by men. "I wanted to ask you boys if you'd like some coffees?"

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hardveur
2014-04-03 04:37 am UTC (link)

The boys dropped their tools, sweating, smelling of hard labor and wood chips as they surrounded the pretty girl who decided to give them the break they'd been wanting for the last few hours. "Coffee would be excellent, ma'am." One of them said with a curious glint in his eye. "Have a number---" he was shoved out of the way by one of the other guys. They all acted like a bunch of teenage boys that hadn't seen a woman in years.

They all tried to chat her up while giving her the yes for free coffee. It was cut off abruptly with the drill in the background. "DEIRK!" one of them bellowed over the hammering of the drill, "TAKE A BREAK!" He hadn't even noticed the pretty blonde that had come over just for them?

"Someone's got to get this done..." Thor didn't even look up, just moved from one tool to the next. This time a sledge hammer. Only he could make the ground shake with one swing.

	thefairhaired 2014-04-03 06:07 am UTC (link)
	"Thor," she finally whispered, the name barely even audible. Her eyes were pleading though. Please speak to me, please know me, please forget everything in this world but never me. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thefairhaired 2014-04-11 02:23 pm UTC (link)
	She smiled brightly just at hearing her name. Little else seemed to matter right then, although it would later. Just her name. Thor was here, and he knew her. She reached out and put her hand on his cheek. "Thor," she whispered. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thefairhaired 2014-10-04 01:34 am UTC (link)
	"Thor," she whispered, daring to reach up and put her hand gently on his cheek. "I had almost given up my search for you. Don't doubt me now that I've found you." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hardveur 2016-03-23 05:10 pm UTC (link)
	"Why hide from me for so long?" As if she'd been keeping herself a secret from him. Worse than that, that she didn't want to find him. His eyes squeezed tightly, feeling his words choke in his throat. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)