<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://digitalmediageek.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/thor-jane1.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br/><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, heading to War Room on 34th Floor<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 6:35 pm<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Jarvis </span></span><br/><em><br/>"My apologies Master Odinson. Proceed to the shiny metal doors to your left. Press the button marked 'down' and wait for the doors to open. When the elevator arrives, step inside and go down to the 34th floor - via another button marked '34'. The War Room will be right in front of you." </em><br/><br/>Thor was glad to finally have gotten some actual useful assistance out of a Midgardian device on this return trip. So far none of the communication devices the mortals could not seem to do without had done him a damn bit of good and he'd already had plenty of bad experiences with them anyway, having been hit by Jane's car twice, and his first encounter with Iron Man ending up being a brawl. He hoped to one day whisk Jane away to Asgard but her profession seemed completely dependent upon this technology and he knew she would never want to give it up even for the opportunity to see the world she had been searching for.<br/><br/><em>"And do try not to smash anything on your way down."</em><br/><br/>Normally Thor would have considered Jarvis' personality to be neutral and not have been likely to take it personal that it seemed to be talking to him like he was a child. This was a different world, after all. He would like to see Stark figure out how to summon the wide radius of stormclouds he had conjured earlier, or call to one of his devices through sheer willpower and have it come to him. But this last comment of Jarvis' was a step too far. Thor thrust Mjolnir upward and, in a controlled manner, shot out a bolt of lightning that exploded the camera he had been staring at.<strong>"Mind your tongue next time, rogue!"</strong>he spat.<br/><br/>The two arrows on the elevator buttons were easy enough to decode as up or down and the pleasant 'ding' alleviated Thor's apprehension about climbing into a small, contained box, because the last time he got into one of those, trying to tackle Loki aboard the Helicarrier, had resulted in him being ejected and nearly plummeting to his death. The elevator music even made him chuckle as he got inside and pressed '34'. The elevator creaked and groaned under the weight of his heavy Asgardian frame and Mjolnir, but it safely brought him to his desired destination and the doors opened up to what Stark was calling his War Room. Nothing like that of Asgard, of course, where real men fought real battles for matters of honor and statues to their memory stood to preserve their glory forever.<br/><br/>Jane was on the forefront of his mind, not the inevitable confrontation with Loki, and his desire to see her hastened his steps. These labyrinthine skyscrapers were so foreign to the Asgardian sensibility, he hoped not to have to stay there, even though Jane would clearly be doing so for her own safety. He actually would have preferred the cramped confines of Jane's tiny trailer. The small, intimate space would actually be much more comforting to him, as long as she was with him.<br/><br/>Unfortunately that bubble popped when he approached and saw Tony and Jane alone-he hadn't been expecting that, he certainly believed that the other Avengers who would be more familiar with the building would have also beaten him there. He didn't like the idea of involving Jane in the conflict; she wasn't Sif, she couldn't defend herself in a true battle. But whatever was on the screens being projected, Jane surely understood them a lot better than him-perhaps even better than most other mortals.<strong>"You work quickly, Stark. I could have informed you of Loki's return a half-day ago if I could have gotten in contact with you, but no civilians seem to be able to do that even in emergencies. I would put some thought into how to resolve that."</strong>he twirled his hammer casually, the testosterone nearly as high as it had been during their first dick-wagging skirmish. Out of respect for Jane's presence, he omitted the fact that it had nearly resulted in losing Jane because Loki was able to reach her before the Avengers.<br/><br/>His momentary irritation with Stark vanished as he finally turned his attentions on Jane. He was filthy of course after his travels and dared not touch her in this condition, but knowing how impulsive she got around him she might have been the one to make the first move and embrace him.