<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/>So Carol didn't have a plan. At least not a foolproof one. He didn't either, and realized that them escaping would have to be good enough for now. They may have been followed, maybe not, but they were<em>free</em>! That in and of itself was a miracle since they'd been imprisoned for nearly two years. They could come up with a plan later; once they were both feeling better. Maybe had food and good drink in their stomachs.<br/><br/>"It's alright, Carol. This is a strenuous situation we find ourselves in, but let us be thankful for our freedom at the moment. We can focus on other things once we've truly rested and recuperated." He noticed the sun upsetting her, so he gently pulled down her sun visor. It wouldn't help much, but it would help. The sun was harsh indeed, but Surtur's realm was literally fire and lava. His skin being warmed would not hurt him, even though it was almost unbearably hot. He quickly turned on the A/C; a human invention he was glad for at the moment.<br/><br/>She apologized and he waved it away. "No apologies necessary. We only need to focus on our future and how we will set things right.  The most important thing right now is that we find food, shelter, and water. Once we are truly safe, the rest will come to us. After all, even without our powers we are still Avengers, are we not?" He hoped his smiled would give her some hope. He sighed and leaned his seat back a bit, still looking over at her as she drove and talked about his brothers schemes.<br/><br/>"It's a possibility, but Loki is smart; as are his allies. If they caught us, chances are the others suffered similar fates. He would realize that even free, without our powers there was no guarantee we could find the others if they remain out of his clutches. If we are being followed, it's so Loki can have a bit of fun before throwing us back in our cells." He ran his fingers through his hair, then found something to tie it back with. "Loki seems doomed to failure. He always has, but his pursuits have always been nefarious. It hurts to think of all the good my brother could do if he just put aside his needless hatred for me, for all things righteous and just. This time though, when we smack him to the curb...I'll break his jaw."