Thor grunts, rubbing his face. "Should'a figured." He mutters. Of course, this would be another excuse to fuck with them. "Couldn't figure why I can't get it out of my head." He's tried, and nothing is working. No matter what else Thor focuses on, or tries to pivot his thoughts to, it fails almost immediately, his mind turning back to the night he first met a God of War from a different land.
"If I thought you punchin' me this time might help get my head straight, I'd say go nuts." He still feels bad about that, but Blake doesn't hold it against him, and that helps. Her joke does elicit a small chuckle from him.
"It's not...not the worst thing I ever done, but I dunno. First real good fight I'd had in a long time." He thinks for a moment, and then sighs. Hadn't talking about it been the solution to the damn flower sickness? And he trusts Blake. "Okay. Told you about this guy once before. The one with the blades and the chains. Don't think I said any more about him, but suddenly I can't get the guy outta my head. Kratos. Another god. Not from the Nine Realms. Kind of infamous in the divine community where I'm from. Few centuries back, he was the God of War in a land outside the Realms. Not...too sure on the details anymore, but things went bad between him and the rest of his pantheon. He ended up killing them all. Really fucked up the place he's from." It's been a couple centuries since the Olympians bit it, and as far as Thor's heard, Greece is still pretty much just a crater after everything went down. "He kills the rest of his fellow gods an' more than a few other immortals besides, and then just drops off the face of the earth. Remember everyone kinda holding their breath, waitin' to see where he'd pop up again, but time went by there was nothing, and I guess everyone assumed Kratos was dead. Offed himself maybe."
He watches the fire, aware of Blake's eyes on him. "Then about three seasons back All-Father picks up some kinda power in Midgard he hadn't felt before. So he decides to send my half-brother Baldur to sort it out." The idea that it was the God-Killer hadn't even crossed All-Father's mind. He thought it was the last Jötunn that had always been rumoured was out there, a warrior left behind after Týr closed off Jotunheim from the other Realms, a loose end he wanted tied up. That's what he'd told Baldur, and so that's what Baldur had gone in expecting to find. He didn't question it.
"Things had been shit for a long time, but that was the tipping point. 'Cause it was Kratos Baldur found living out there."
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"If I thought you punchin' me this time might help get my head straight, I'd say go nuts." He still feels bad about that, but Blake doesn't hold it against him, and that helps. Her joke does elicit a small chuckle from him.
"It's not...not the worst thing I ever done, but I dunno. First real good fight I'd had in a long time." He thinks for a moment, and then sighs. Hadn't talking about it been the solution to the damn flower sickness? And he trusts Blake. "Okay. Told you about this guy once before. The one with the blades and the chains. Don't think I said any more about him, but suddenly I can't get the guy outta my head. Kratos. Another god. Not from the Nine Realms. Kind of infamous in the divine community where I'm from. Few centuries back, he was the God of War in a land outside the Realms. Not...too sure on the details anymore, but things went bad between him and the rest of his pantheon. He ended up killing them all. Really fucked up the place he's from." It's been a couple centuries since the Olympians bit it, and as far as Thor's heard, Greece is still pretty much just a crater after everything went down. "He kills the rest of his fellow gods an' more than a few other immortals besides, and then just drops off the face of the earth. Remember everyone kinda holding their breath, waitin' to see where he'd pop up again, but time went by there was nothing, and I guess everyone assumed Kratos was dead. Offed himself maybe."
He watches the fire, aware of Blake's eyes on him. "Then about three seasons back All-Father picks up some kinda power in Midgard he hadn't felt before. So he decides to send my half-brother Baldur to sort it out." The idea that it was the God-Killer hadn't even crossed All-Father's mind. He thought it was the last Jötunn that had always been rumoured was out there, a warrior left behind after Týr closed off Jotunheim from the other Realms, a loose end he wanted tied up. That's what he'd told Baldur, and so that's what Baldur had gone in expecting to find. He didn't question it.
"Things had been shit for a long time, but that was the tipping point. 'Cause it was Kratos Baldur found living out there."