Oh, what will you become?

[batricide]

WHO: Damian & YOU
WHERE: Around the city
WHEN: September ( january)
WHAT: Life threw a curveball he wasn't expecting and Damian is dealing with it poorly.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: damian is not okay

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[ofmyth]

[ Thor's been keeping to himself lately. Work keeps him busy and he trusts Loki to fill him in if anything important happens. He feels underpowered and underused and restless. But without his godhood all it feels like it restless energy that he can't ever fully exercise.

He notices that someone's lugging something heavy down the street before he realises he knows the man. The one who had performed surgery on Matches... what was his name- ]

Hafid! [He waves at the man, coming closer, then nods at the heavy piece of furniture.] Are you taking that far?

[batricide]

[ His head snaps up at the sound of the voice, turning to look and -

Oh.

Oh no. ]

Not really. [ This is a lie. ]

[ofmyth]

[Thor nods. He'll make the proper greetings before he outright offers to carry it.] You are well? Taken anyone else apart, lately?

[It's meant to be a joke, though you can't tell from his tone. Or his face. Or anything.]

[batricide]

[ Why are Gods like this. ]

I make it a point to leave people in tact, unless they're asking for it.