Post by Thor on Jul 8, 2014 20:53:02 GMT -6
Thor smiled when Aleena's elbow bounced off his arm. She got it. If nobody else in the world understood him, at least she did. It was a difficult feeling to obtain when one was a god, the feeling of camaraderie, but he'd managed it with a follower, no less. That was a good feeling. He hoped that they shared it.
"I just hope I've chosen to overcome them soon enough," he said, glancing at the floor. "Things could get very bad if I haven't." He looked back up at Aleena as she tossed the bottle behind her, his eyes following the glass as it spread itself across the floor. An eyebrow raised, but he said nothing. When she grabbed another beer, he felt an itch in his throat for more liquid, but he didn't want to press, so he again said nothing.
He did not, however, remain silent when she asked him the question. "It'd certainly be interesting to see," he replied, chuckling. "I'm not certain which of us would be the victor. Not so long ago I was in an arm-wrestling match with a mortal that I lent one of my gauntlets to." He pushed up the sleeve of his jacket to reveal one of the cuffs encircling his wrist. "I could lend you this, and at that point if I were without accessories I wouldn't even have to tone it down, I don't think." He laughed, then asked, "So, Aleena, you may be cocky. But do you think that you could beat me with one hand?" His chuckle was a rumbling in the distance, a promise of a storm to come. "Granted, I'd also only have one hand to use, but. I could also tone myself down to less than god level, of course, if you're not so fond of the idea of fighting me one-handed."
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notes {{ i like aleena ;n; }}
tagged {{ Aleena Leatherby }}
outfit {{ leather jacket, dark blue t-shirt, and black jeans }}
mood {{ jovial }}