full speed ahead

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[ often times there's not a lot to do. for a man like thor, it means wandering from one source of entertainment to the other, because if it's not battle it has a 50/50 chance of being found captivating enough to keep his attention for more than five minutes at a time. and that's what he's doing today, munching on a poptart with a box tucked under his arm, roaming through halls and past faces both familiar and foreign to find something to do.

and eventually, he may just be peering over your shoulder, looming all too close because what is personal space? ]

'lo. What is that?

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[ it'd taken him a while to get used to battle. the first couple of times something in him had balked from the glory of battle, had turned away and screamed it was wrong, wrong wrong whenever he felled a foe. that the glory earned in victory was something not to be enjoyed, that there were better things to be done than hurt people.

it hadn't exactly taken long for that part of thor to fade away.

now he takes to battle with a righteous enthusiasm, voice booming over the sound of battle just as much as the peeling thunder that follows his presence in the skies above does. he dives right into the heart of the enemy with no hesitation, swinging his hammer and electrocuting others with lightning, letting out a laugh as he enjoys the challenge and the adrenaline coursing through him. his squad members are nearby, locked in their own battles, waging individual wars, and thor ignores their presence as he handles his own.

another enemy falls to the mud, and thor raises his hammer, shouts a taunt: ]

Who else dare challenge me?! I will take all those brave or foolish enough!

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[saluting]

[And just as the Asgardian proclaims it to the sky, one of the buildings nearby shakes - an explosion wrecks one of the floors and there's a certain supersoldier falling out of one of the window.

He hit the ground with a rough landing as expected, but he's forcing himself back up, trying to shake it off. Stumbling over to the other as he notices him, he offers a slight grin past the blood and the dirty. Adjusting the grip on his shield, he straightens up, looks to the numbers that are left.]

You gonna take them all, or are you saving some for us?

1. shh I will probably find a way to alternate between journals and give you whiplash -

[steadied]

[She caught onto his presence down the hallway but having him lean over her shoulder to look at the file she's reading? That's enough to get her to make her turn to him slightly just to make sure it's definitely Thor and someone who would deserve a shove away. Waving the paper around, she takes a step forward, turns on her heel to regard him with a nod.]

Announcement from Fury about using the kitchen. You didn't get it? [She's waving it around with a flat look before offering it to him. It mentions something about misuse of the toaster and an explosion that occurred the other day, so as far as it goes, she's skeptical about it.] Do you know anything about it?