Re: Wrestling
"Thor Od-." Teddy's eyes widened, then quickly recaught his balance. "Well met," he said, though it was obvious he was more than a little intimidated now.
Teddy tottered, having to shift his feet from getting thrown. "Actually, this is my first contest. I've never soldiered," he admitted, then promptly had to go to a knee to keep balance. "I've just learned to be flexible." Just like that his shoulder rolled unnaturally in Thor's grip and he regained the upper hand, grip clamping over his like iron and retaking ground again.
Thor's shrewd brother narrowed his eyes where he was standing at the edge of the stage with the other spectators. Now Teddy recognized him--one of their best information buyers. He especially recognized Loki's voice as he called out, "Thor's weak on his left knee, kid. Knock him from his high horse."
Teddy blinked. Why was Odin's ward Loki giving him tips on how to--? He started to step the other way, and suddenly felt the air rushing and the ground hit his back. He blinked up at the sky and then suddenly at a pale face above him with green eyes that were as pleased as a fox in a hen house.
"I may have been mistaken," Loki said. "Maybe it's his right side."