InsaneJournal

Who: Thor and Valkyrie
What: Training/Sparring/Shittalking each other
Why: Clearly both are functional well adjusted Asgardians and need not to punch things randomly to feel better (this is a lie, this is their therapy)
When: After This
Where: One of the open air parks with plenty of space
Warnings: Language probably, fighting



She dug out her leathers and threw them on, gathering up a couple of her weapons, though she was happy to fight with Thor barehanded if he wanted. She had not been doing well as of late - handling tiny!bruce was something she wasn't experienced at, and it was so easy to isolate herself from the people around her. Everyone had something going on, and while she'd been here for months now, she had formed very few connections. She was a rough person, hard to handle, on a good day. Feeling out of place, and out of time, did not help that in the least.

She was Queen and yet felt like she was back on Sakaar - the early days when she was just full of anger and fighting to keep herself alive. Before she'd given up and drank herself into oblivion. She hated feeling like that, and hated feeling alone. There were so many of her people here, even if she didn't know any of them, but that wasn't a new feeling either. She was much older than even Thor, and sometimes she forgot that.

She shook her head, did a quick mirror check to make sure her braids were settled in place tight against her scalp, and slung a bag over her shoulder to head out. She'd texted him the coordinates on the way out, and her stride covered the distance easily. She had a bottle of everclear in her bag for them, it wasn't enough to do much to them, but she felt like she was going to need it. Despite feeling like she did, and thinking dark thoughts like she had been, she looked calm and confident when he arrived.

"My friend, do you wish to take back what you said?" she said with a low rumble to her voice, a smile on her lips, teasing him. If there was anyone who could understand her, here, it was Thor. He meant more than anyone to her - Bruce coming in a close second - and she wanted them to be close again, here. She regretted keeping her distance from him.