The Brazen Turtle Rides Again

[jirk]

Characters: Jim Kirk, Prussia and open!
Date: Feb 4th/5th
Location: The Brazen Turtle
Situation: Bar fight/general mingle log, with threadstarters for fun and shenanigans!
Warnings/Rating: Violence, maybe some swearing. Shouldn't get too intensive! See the post for threadstarts.

Comments

[veryveryfrightening]

[Different times. Something he’s had to deal with and Thor furrows his brow in sympathy.]

I’m sorry. Take heart in that we all will be able to return to those we left behind once our foe is vanquished.

[parallels]

Yeah.

I'll see him again.

[But it doesn't give her as much hope as it once did.]

[veryveryfrightening]

[It’s a feeling Thor’s trying to keep from bringing his hopes down. Re: booze.]

Until that time comes, helping the friends to be had here is a noble endeavor. [He gives a simple grin.] Even if it is nothing more than washing a few glasses.

[He’s still going through on that.]

[parallels]

You're going to do them no matter what I tell you, aren't you?

[She's grinning at him because she knows he will and she would do the same. And, even if she's independent to a fault, she's also keen on making new friends and will set it aside this once.]

[veryveryfrightening]

Yes, but I shall enjoy your words none the less. [New friends is something he needs and wants, especially when they are all in this mess together. And Clara’s just as amiable, if not more so, than he is.]

[parallels]

They're good words.

[She grins before hiccuping and shoving the glass at him.]

Except where you're trying to get me drunk on the job.

[veryveryfrightening]

They may sound even better that way. [Teasingly before concedes and takes the glass by the handle to down the rest of it.]

[parallels]

Unfortunately, I am not the eloquent sort of drunk.

[She hiccups slightly and covers her mouth with her hand.]

[veryveryfrightening]

That is because there’s no such thing. [Scooping the empty glasses, Thor easily piles them into the crook of his arm. Perks of being tall and beefy.] Show me to the kitchen.

[Beat.]

If you’re capable. [He’s can be insufferable at times.]

[parallels]

I'm more than capable, thank you.

[She slides off the stool and saunters over to the direction of the kitchen. But she's secretly being quite careful that she doesn't trip in her heels.]

[veryveryfrightening]

[An indulgent smile is all he gives as he follows her and then starts running the water.]

Does your friend know that you’re not as hardy to drinking as most? [Because if Thor is ever behind a bar, he’s probably be having just as many drinks as the customers.]

[parallels]

Excuse me? I'm not lacking in hardiness. I just don't weigh as much as someone with an obscene amount of muscle that allows me to just slog through glass after glass.

[HUFFS. Ignore the fact that she got all drunk and fell down in another thread.]

[veryveryfrightening]

Have you tried? [No one should look that amused while doing dishes, but somehow Thor pulls it off. And he'd love to see that.]

[parallels]

Yes.

It ended with bruises and a lot of sick.

[Wow, he's just too happy, it's infectious.]

[veryveryfrightening]

Sounds like a success to me! Do you remember who you fought? [Because all nights of drinking end in fights. He's just going to start washing the other dishes now that he's got his out of the way.]

[parallels]

The ground.

[Thor plz]

[veryveryfrightening]

[Thor's shoulders shake soundlessly as he suddenly becomes a little too absorbed in the chore.]

I am sure you did your best. [Turns out it actually hurts to reign in a smile and laughter at the same time.] But know that I can drink your share from now on if need be.

[And the ground might be grateful for that.]

[parallels]

Oi.

[She hits his muscled arm with a closed fist. It's playful, but from her it probably feels like nothing more than a pesky fly.]

You are not allowed to laugh at me. It's not proper in a new friendship.

[veryveryfrightening]

[Not really, but it confines his laugh into a wry grin.]

Neither is violence. [because she's so vicious. Stop him.] There. I think that absolves me of any wrong doings, wouldn't you agree?

[That is one very clean sink. Thanks Jane, for teaching him how to clean up.]

[parallels]

Justified violence doesn't count.

[But then she leans over to inspect the sink and nods.]

Consider your debts paid.

[veryveryfrightening]

[Clara’s words have some bite, Thor likes that. Something to keep him on his toes.]

Another clean start? You’re spoiling me now. [He’s been happily distracted from his missing family, and he crosses his arms to consider Clara.] If you ever have need of a mighty dish washer, I volunteer myself.

[parallels]

[She gives him an amused grin. Most men aren't so amicable about being bossed around with no reward.]

I'll give you a ring then if we get backed up.