<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11/117763/2786642-tumblr_mg2iesn3go1qiknbco1_1280.jpg)</div><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong> Thor<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, upper lounge <br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Everyone<br/></span></span><hr/>Thor listened as Rogue talked about going after Colossus. It wasn't really what he had been thinking of, but it was something. He wasn't sure what they could do with the man, but if he was a threat they would need to bring him in and try to help him. When Steve walked in and confirmed what their mission was going to be Thor simply started to think about all he knew about Colossus. Then there was his instruction in the plan and he stared at Captain America. He was about to protest and Steve's reasoning for it angered him more, but he managed to keep his cool for the moment. He had dealt with it for years, but he never got used to it. He barely registered when Havok explained that he wanted to do it differently. When he clued in he thought about it for a moment and then shrugged. He continued to stay to the side, listening, as the others talked about it. He saw no point in the discussion. Eventually he decided to chime in. "Before we go, why is this even a discussion? I know we want him somewhere safe, but we can't and aren't going to take him prisoner. If that was the plan we'd already have a cell designed somewhere. Unless you're going to have the Hulk sit on him until one gets built. We can't force him to join any teams either. It is his choice to make, we simply have to convince him to join a team so we can keep tabs on him. If we force him to join a team he will end up viewing it as a prison anyway. Now let's get moving."<br/><br/>Thor didn't need the Quinnjet. He could fly anywhere he needed to go a lot faster than the jet could. He didn't feel like talking to his team members at the moment either. It was frustrating that they thought of him as an idiot or only good in a fight. He ruled an entire nation of gods. He knew how to handle diplomacy and he had a genius level intellect. Maybe he wasn't quite as much of a genius as some of the others, but he was far from being stupid. He needed some time flying alone to rid himself of his annoyance. He wasn't sure how long it would take his allies to learn, but it had been years and apparently they hadn't learned yet.