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Possible Meeting #248-CA Curious Unfortunate Situation
(Warning, there is a spoiler for Thor: Ragnarok, so if you haven’t seen the movie then either turn away, watch the movie before reading this, or simply don’t care)
Bringing “Asgard” to Earth had to be the most illogical plan his brother had to date, at least, that was his first thought on the subject. With the chaos of everything that happened, with the destruction of their home world and of their older sister, Hela, he nearly forgotten why he would return to the mortal planet.
He knew not why he fell in love with her, nor could he understand how she loved him in return, but he knew she was waiting for him. He had promise to make her his wife, and miraculously, she agreed. When that realization came to him, his nerves about returning to Earth to start a new life with the rest of the refugees settled, and for once, he had hope that everything would be fine like his brother assured him.
As soon as they had a spot where
Possible Meeting #248-BA Curious Relationship
It was a train going somewhere in the Midwest of the United States. Lori wasn’t going to worry about where it was going exactly until the train stopped. It wasn’t a very full train, so there were several private booths that were open and she could have for herself. She walked through the aisle, deciding on which one to take, only slightly paying attention to the few conversations going around her.
“… Man, first New York and now London?” A young man commented toward another as they read the stories as they scrolling through their phones.
“I know, where will these aliens invade next?” His friend replied.
“… They’re blaming the one named Thor for what happened in London.” An Elderly woman said.
“I doubt it was even real.” Said another. “Other worlds.” She scoffed. “Just another tabloid article that got more attention that what it should have.”
Lori mentally shrugged
Possible Meeting #248A Curious Meeting
A glass cage, that was what they had put him in. He knew it wasn’t meant for him, but they had it in their minds that the glass cage could hold much like it could hold a peculiar being of immense strength. Sure, he could not physically break it, and even if he could, the tumbling down a few thousand feet for a potential death would halt his plans permanently. He couldn’t risk that.
He had another way of getting out of here, a better way, a smarter way of getting out of this glass cage.
However, it took time for this plan to work. He had to be located after all, and there was the limit of mortal technology he had to deal with it. He wouldn’t call himself bored by no means, but his curiosity about what a magazine was getting the better of him at the moment. He withheld the request though, believing that they would never comply with it in the first place, but none of the grunts bothered to look his way, and the lady assassin had dis
I'm a girl.
I don't smoke.
I don't drink.
I don't party every weekend.
I don't wear three inches of makeup.
I don't put sultry pictures of my bra showing online.
I don't make out with loads of guys, or other girls, to get attention.
I'm a girl, and I'm me.
And I'm not going to change for anyone.
Personal Quote: Never loose Hope. For if we loose Hope we will loose our humanity. I don't want to loose mine. Do you?