|The Mighty God of Thunder, Son of Odin (god_ofthunder) wrote in spinningcompass,|
@ 2015-04-24 10:19:00
|Entry tags:||!open, !plot, thor, ~steve rogers (old)|
Who: Thor, Open
The Asgardian sighed to himself as he sat on the pier, bare arms crossed while his feet dangled the edge toward the water. He seemed content to sit there and think, staring across the shimmering ocean as the sun glittered and danced upon it. Thor felt as if he lived both a busy life and a boring one, these days. It felt strange to him to have gone back to sitting around. Even back home he had the opportunity to go out and fight, protect people, or at least meander the busy streets. Everything here was so quiet it was like that perfect painting people always wanted to be transported to. Now, Thor had known that living on Earth with Jane would be like an extended holiday, and perhaps that was not his cup of tea, or he hadn't found the right job yet...Here, though, he hadn't wanted to come here.
He needed something to do and bad.