<hr/><div class="floatleft">(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 Rooftop<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 6:58 pm<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster, Heimdall (telepathically from Asgard) </span></span><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong><em>...continued from Stark Tower - War Room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144299.msg6990942#msg6990942)</em></strong></span></span></div><br/>Jane had underestimated Thor's growth after the many trials he had faced. He had regrettably seen what the throne, the desire for it anyway, had done to Loki, and now had the painful truth of the weight of it lying in front of him. Truthfully, being there with Jane, and among his friends, was almost like trying to escape from the burden of all his problems and though it shamed him to think it, he did wish to remain there with those who made him feel at ease. Jane's brave refusal to cower and hide, however, was helping to strengthen his resolve and make the sacrifices he needed to perform his duties. As she squeezed his hand to reassure him, he brought hers to his lips as he had done when they first had to say goodbye, a small 'thank you' for her kind spirit. Even in this dark time she lifted his mood to heights he couldn't hope to reach via flight.<br/><strong><br/>"I don't recall if a room was prepared for myself, either."</strong>he replied, feeling a mixture of excitement and discomfort, having meekly suggested they might share a room. His feelings for Jane were strong, but there had to be a measure of propriety, didn't there? Then again, these Midgardians had such a different culture-look at Stark and his bevy of curvy employees, after all-would Jane want to share her bed with him now?<br/><br/>Thor had already seen a 'before and after' of the rooftop and instinctively turned toward Jane's trailer when the elevator doors opened. He wondered how much she had inside there and if he could really help her carry it all; weight wasn't a problem, but if it was a lot of little things he would be afraid he might break them or that he wouldn't be large enough to hold everything. Much as he wished to make himself useful, this yet again reminded him that a war prince was a war prince, and this was not his world. But he determinedly asked to at least try.<strong>"Just make note of what you wish to bring, and I will carry as much as I am able. Take your time, I must check upon things for a moment."</strong>he opened the door to let her in, having not lost his chivalrous manner around her.<br/><br/>Thor sat down on the floor of the trailer, crossing both legs and pointing Mjolnir downward as he clutched it with both hands. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, sending out his thoughts and awaiting Heimdall to pick up on them. The watchful guardian of Asgard responded quickly, most likely having been ordered to keep a close eye on Thor by Queen Frigga.<br/><br/><em>"Heimdall, I have made contact with my allies from before. Loki is nowhere to be found as of yet but we are moving to strike against him when we find him. What of Asgard? Have things changed in my absence?"</em>Thor spoke in his mind.<br/><br/><em>"Your father remains in the Odinsleep with your mother watching over him. Our armies have been placed on standby if Loki turns his anger upon Asgard and I have been surveying the other realms for subversive activity. No threats have surfaced yet, but Loki may be hiding in any of the nine realms even now, masking his presence from me as before."</em>Heimdall replied.<br/><em><br/>"Inform me immediately if anything changes. I may not be able to return but I may have need of any new information. I am relying on you, Heimdall. You are the only link I have now to home."</em>Thor ordered, preparing to end the thought transmission.<br/><em><br/>"As you command, my King."</em>Heimdall closed the link.<br/><br/>Thor winced before he opened his eyes. 'King' Thor...that did not sit well with him. Not just because his father still lived, but because he wasn't there to sit upon the throne, nor did he feel worthy of the title yet. He looked around the trailer and smiled at Jane.<strong>"Have you decided what to bring inside?"</strong>he inquired, standing up.