Thor Odinson is a flummox. (thepowerofthor) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-08-15 22:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, clarice ferguson (blink), thor odinson |
Who: Thor in Illyana's body and Clarice
Where: A cafe
What: Talking
When: During the bodyswap
Warnings/Rating: PG-13
Status complete
Thor smiled as he settled to the table, nodding to Clarice. He wore an outfit he had gotten from Illyana, one which, while not actually showing anything off, was a bit more sexy than he was used to. Illyana had asked him to wear it today and now he was interested to see Clarice’s response. He liked Clarice, and trusted her as he did few others.
So here he was, with a glass of tea, and dressed in a dress that made him feel very underdressed, that covered only by a very large overcoat, which, thankfully, concealed much.
Clarice checked Illyana out, but pretended she wasn’t. It wasn’t really Illyana and she couldn’t make herself get over that. It was an interesting reaction, and one she analyzed while sipping at some water. “Hey.”
“Hello, my friend.” Illyana’s voice was warm, husky, and seemed more sexy almost. Thor had never noticed it from the other side, but now it made him shiver, even in her body. How did he manage to be turned on by what this body was doing?
She smiled, trailing her finger around the rim of the glass. “I see you’re enjoying yourself.”
Thor smiled a little. “Some. It is nice having switched with someone who I know and can talk to, and know I will not offend. And I hope I do not offend you. You know I would not willingly do so.”
“I know, it’s still disquieting. Looking at her and knowing that’s not her voice coming out.” She shuddered, physically. “Too close to Proteus.”
Thor winced. “I’m sorry.” He nodded, and sighed. “I wish I could forever dispel such things for you.” He smiled lopsidedly. “Perhaps I should go.”
“No, no. It’s not your fault or hers. I’m not going to push away my friends just because of unfound fears.” She waved a hand at Thor. “Stay seated.”
THor eyed her and then nodded. “If you’re sure.” He smiled, then and took her hand and squeezed it. And then he smiled. “I am unused to her magics, and her body. I am still trying to figure out how to be me in it and I hope it doesn’t last much longer.”
“I think to be you in just about anything, though I’d expect you more in jeans and shining armor.” Clarice grinned at Thor.
Thor laughed. “I promised her I would not mess up her dressing style.” He snerked. “Though Natasha has bought me a few outfits.” And his cheeks did not turn red, but his grin possibly widened.
“Maybe I should by you something positively viking,” Clarice suggested, thinking the right assortment of furs and skin would make illyana look pretty hot.
“Could be fun!” He chuckled. “If anyone has the right to play dress up with this body, its you.” He nodded. He trusted Clarice.
Clarice smirked. “Maybe. It’s not my body though. I don't know how I’d feel if someone was playing dress up in my own..”
Thor nodded. “As you wish.” Thor was pretty sure Illyana would not mind, but he respected Clarice’s opinions, too. “Hopefully this will be over soon.”
“I’d love for that.” She rubbed at her arm, and thought about it. “...well maybe we could play a little dress up. What’s the point in being a girl if you can’t have some fun.”
Thor laughed, and then smiled warmly. “If you’re sure. I would think it would be fun, but if it would be too weird for you....”
Clarice shrugged a shoulder. “It might be. But I wouldn’t get anything I didn’t think she’d enjoy keeping.”
“Good then. Let’s do it.” He smiled at her, and lifted his drink to her. “We have been here a few times before, under strange circumstances, but I will always remember the first time. I’ll trust you to hell and back, Clarice, any day.”
“That won’t get you into trouble at all,” she joked.
Thor grinned. “As long as I bring back Natasha myself and something nice? Nope. Not at all.” He nodded to her. “I’ll be fine, and so will you.”
“When you put it that way, I believe you.”
He squeezed her hand, then and grinned. “Shall we go then?” He waggled his eyebrows, and smirked wider.
“Lead on!”
~fin~