<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/t9BtGgJ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Thor<br/><strong>Race</strong>: Asgardian/Elder God<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Area 51 Holding Cells<br/><strong>Time</strong>: 6:00 pm.<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Carol<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Broken Armor<br/><hr/><br/>While he wasn't as dirty as he feared, he did leave a brown ring in the tub that he scrubbed away before getting out. Once he did, he didn't dry himself just yet. He found some shaving equipment and made his beard look at least halfway presentable. He hadn't had a good shave since he was captured, and without his powers he couldn't do it quickly.<br/><br/>Once he was finished though, he dried himself and walked out of the bathroom, into the bedroom. Apparently Carol had found them some clothes, and he put his on, surprised at how well they actually fit. He looked around the room and noticed she wasn't there, then he heard the shower down the hall. She wanted to get clean too. He completely understood that feeling. He left the bedroom and went to the kitchen so he could get himself some juice.<br/><br/>Water was fine and good, but it was all he'd been allowed for 18 months, and that was just enough to keep him from dying it felt like. With a cup for him and a cup for Carol, he went back to the bedroom, and almost dropped the cups when he saw her getting dressed. He put the cups down and turned his head away to protect her modesty. "Apologies, Carol. I didn't realize you were still getting ready."