Miss Siri. Locate us the nearest Shawarma.
Who: Thor and Sigrun What: Thor helps a lady not get scammed. Then there is shawarma When: Last Week Where: Around Status: Complete Rating: PG
Sigrun was hauling a rather interesting parcel into her old Army truck. She had gotten to keep it after she retired. Well one like the one she had. She’d bought it off and now it was carrying rolled up mountain lion skin rug. Not that a tall Nordic woman carrying that was strange in any way. Nooo not at all.
Although her dropping into the back with a grumpy HMPH was normal. “Oh yes we deliver, I promise.” she snorted. “Bullshit. Assholes.” she side eyed the place she’d taken her skin to get tanned at.
“Having troubles?” A tall man said. Thor had his hands in his pockets and had stopped on his walk as Sigrun had dropped her parcel into the truck. He was broad shoulders, with a big puppy dog grin and golden hair that seemed to flow off his head like magic.
“Some idiots decided I lived too far out for them to deliver so I had to leave my nice, cozy little hermit cave.” she said with a smirk as she looked up at the man. The grin was adorable. “Of course they didn’t tell me this until after I’d dropped off my order.” she shrugged a bit. “oh well.”
“That sounds like they baited you,” he said, looking back at the shop. “Did you pay for the delivery?” He was getting an idea, and his grin only grew wider.
“Paid extra so they would.” not that it mattered to her in the long run. She had enough that was an easy fee to eat. But she didn’t like it and old!her wanted to give them what for. New!her was trying to control that aspect. “They certainly did, assholes.”
That just wouldn’t do. “Did they give you your money back?” Thor’s brow furrowed as he looked at the store front, then he started across the street, gesturing for her to follow him. He commanded, “Come!”
Years of not following but giving orders was making her hesitate. But she was curious. "No but what are you planning..." her brow arched upwards, curious and unable to help herself.
"To get your money back," he declared, waiting at the door for her to decide to join him. "They gave you their word and they broke it, and there are consequences to that."
Sigrun couldn't help but grin. "You got a name kind sir?" She asked with a grin. This was amusing, only reason she was following him. Sigrun wasn't one to lay people fight her battles but she was grinning. Oh this could be fun. So she headed inside with him.
"Thor." He gave her a playful little bow. "And the pleasure is mine." He held open the door for her, then marched up to the counter and slapped his palms on the counter. "I demand to see the manager of this establishment!"
She mulled that for a moment then laughed softly. Her day just got better. "I am Sigrun." A wry smile, did he know of who he was or not, that would make the day even better. She leaned on the counter to watch as the manager hurried out. ""Can... can I help you sir?"" The man asked.
Thor was a big man, and he used all of that intimidation as he leaned over forcing the man to look into his eyes. "You promised this woman delivery and she paid you in good faith, and then you renege on your word, forcing her to alter her plans for the day while you take her money and make her do the work that you were paid for. I believe you owe this woman an apology and a refund. In that order."
Sigrun couldn't help the grin on her lips. That was Thor, kind but intimidating. And easy to look at. The poor manager stammered a minute before looking to Sigrun. ""S..sorry ma'am, it was a misunderstanding on our part.."" he was side eying Thor while he spoke, one hand waving at the other employee to look up how much she was due.
Grinning like he'd just won the Super Bowl, Thor folded his arms while he waited for the employee to look up the price. He glanced at Sigrun out of the corner of his eye and gave her a wink. RIGHTING INJUSTICE IN SMALL WAYS.
Sigrun got handed back her cash with a shaky hand. She was smirking a bit which wasn't helping. "If you're not busy I'll buy you lunch for being so.... chivalrous" she grinned, this was going to be one of those encounters that left you with a good story.
"I've worked up an appetite!" He slapped his hand on the counter again and grinned cockily at the men on the other side. "I bid you good day, sirs, and try not to rip off anyone else in the future for I will be watching."
Sigrun wasn’t even sure how to deal with this right now beyond smirking. It didn’t look as if Thor changed in any world. How things stay the same. She waved to the store keeps before heading outside. “Alright then, where would you like to eat?” she asked, head tilted.
“I have the strangest craving for Shawarma,” he said, falling in step besides her once they were out of the shop. “Though I cannot explain why. We found a good place once, when we were on the road...” An entire NFL team packing into a tiny little shawarma place had been hilarious.
Sigrun ran her nails through her hair. “Alright then. I think we can manage that.” she pulled her keys out of her pocket and slid into the truck. “Hop on in. I’ll see what we can find.” she grinned a bit.
Thor gave the truck a dubious look, then climbed in. The entire vehicle actually tilted to the right with a metallic groaning until he was seated. “I was taught never turn down a meal with a pretty lady.”
"Well aren't you a gentleman" she laughed softly. Her truck held him just fine. Old tough army truck. She headed downtown looking for a nice Shawarma place. There had to be one in this city.
Thor pulled out his phone, and spoke into it. “Miss Siri. Locate us the nearest Shawarma.” Tony Stark would be so proud, if only he knew.
She side eyed him before shaking her head. "Alright that works" she waited top see where Siri sent them, following the directions easily. "So, do you go around saving women from badly run businesses all the time?"
“Just in the right place at the right time,” Thor replied, while Siri started to direct them in her dulcet tones. “I’ve much time to myself these days.”
Sigrun nodded lightly, today had turned out incredibly different than she'd expected. "Well I thank you, then." She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. "Why is that?" Curiosity won that battle.
His smile returned easily, and the blonde man laughed. “I’ve retired and I don’t know what to do with myself now that I have!” It sounded like it was something that was really funny to him.
“Been there. Retired. Went back. Retired again. Now I sort of just freelance and relax.” she just shook her head mentally, back home she’d probably never see Thor. Not very often anyways. Odin was a serious slave driver sometimes. “What did you do before hand?”
“Football. I’ve been on several teams but I was quite fond of the Vikings.” He slapped his hand on his knee. “Those were good people.”
"I can see that." She sure could. "I am on the roller derby here, our team is the Valkyries" it helps I am a one, she left out, but she was grinning as turned into the parking lot.
“Ah! That’s a perfect name for roller derby! Do you win often?” With a name like that, they really ought to. A group of beautiful women kicking ass and taking names, why wasn’t he watching that?
“We really just started, we got ignored by the younger ladies so we started our own.” she laughed softly as she slid out of the truck. “I’m sure we’ll have no problems winning, however.” she tucked her keys away. She didn’t even bother locking it, if anyone stole it she’d track them down and make them pay. Painfully.
“Younger ladies?” Thor snorted. “Miss, you hardly look that old yourself.” He hopped out of the truck and it creaked in protest again as she slammed the door shut. He looked in the bed. “Not bad.” Okay he felt bad for the creature’s death. A little. A lot. But he sounded impressed!
She waved her hand idly. “It came down to clean up the mess from the weirdness that happens here and got too close to the house.” she had really wanted the rug, too, there were so many mountain lions around she didn’t feel too bad. “Ah flattery will get you everywhere, sir.” she laughed a bit. “I’ve spent most of my life in the military - I joined when I was 19, retired the first time at 32 and reenlisted, so I’m no spring chicken.” but she wasn’t going to really age anymore, either, hooray immortality. Mostly.
“I wouldn’t have pegged you above thirty,” Thor said, his face full of honesty. “Your military life has done you a service.”
She laughed softly. “I age well.” i don’t age anymore. she smiled softly and held the door for him. “Good clean living, hard work, never hurt anyone right?” Sigrun was honest.
“Never. Though I’ve done my share of living that is anything but clean.” He flashed her a sheep-dog grin. “But what is life if not for living? Harm not those around you and have fun.”
"Mmm you pretty much just said the opposite of my career." She laughed softly. "I am rather enjoying living more now than I used to." She held up two fingers to the host, before grinning at Thor. "Don't hold my career against me"
“I do not judge,” he said, holding up his hand. “I’ve no quarrel with those in the military, it was a path I considered for quite awhile, myself, but life led me elsewhere, and it was very fruitful.”
Sigrun nodded as she followed the guy to a seat. "As long a you enjoyed what you did, that's all that matters".She said honestly. Of course she had enjoyed her work too
“Yes. Exactly that,” the man boomed. He patted his hands on the table with a grin, a little excited for the shawarma. “Have you ever had this before, Miss?”
Sigrun smiled, he was always so larger than life it was funny. "Not in a long time, no" she shook her head lightly and smiled at him.
“Then we’re in for a treat. The Urban Spoon gives this place four spoons and I think that is a good sign.” Thor ordered himself enough of a meal to feed two people, and had every intention of paying his own way.
“Sounds good, then. A four rating is a pretty solid rating.” she said with a smile and ordered a simple meal for herself. She didn’t eat much, which may be a lie in some direction because she COULD eat like a horse, but often she just ate enough to keep moving.