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[lostmyhammer]

God of thunder. King of Asgard. Barely knows how to use a phone.

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[ Voice ]

[fondofapples]

I understand you and Neil had words. [ sounds vaguely embarrassed ] Call me back when you get this.

[ a brief pause ]

It's Regina.

[lostmyhammer]

We did. He seems to think that a little fire would be intimidating.

[fondofapples]

[ She suppresses the urge to explain that it's hardly 'a little fire' and that Neil is considerably more dangerous than Thor imagines, and instead hews to her own line: real power makes no threats. ]

Casual sex doesn't happen in his world. I apologize for not making the issue clear to him.

[lostmyhammer]

You can assure him that it won't happen again.

[fondofapples]

[ Her eyebrow sweeps up at that, and she's tempted to be offended. But Thor doesn't know how to flirt. He wouldn't be subtle about insulting her. ]

I assured him before you arrived.

Anyhow, I appreciate your tolerance.

[lostmyhammer]

[He meant no offense by it. She's not single anymore, and he won't get in the middle of that.]

He seems like an interesting fellow.

[fondofapples]

[ To say 'interesting' would be to damn him with faint praise. ]

He's more than he seems [ She smiles, small and amused. ] even though he's not exactly subtle. You'd like him. He'd like you. But I doubt he'll ever get over our relationship.

[lostmyhammer]

He's rather the jealous sort, isn't he?

[fondofapples]

Actually, no. Protective.

[ But she's going to have to speak to Neil about this, because he's exposed a weakness that can be used against him. Not that Thor would, but there are plenty of people who monitor the networks. ]

[lostmyhammer]

You can take care of yourself.

[Which Neil had also pointed out to him.]

[fondofapples]

Being able to doesn't mean I should have to do it alone.

[ And a queen quite often has personal bodyguards. ]

[lostmyhammer]

Well, no, but he doesn't have anything to worry about.

[fondofapples]

Where he's from, there's always something to worry about. Give him time, please.

[lostmyhammer]

I don't have a problem with him.

[fondofapples]

Good. I'd just like you to give him a chance to realize that he doesn't have a problem with you.

[lostmyhammer]

How do I do that? He won't believe anything I tell him.

[fondofapples]

[ She sighed, but the sound had a smile attached. ]

Don't hit him with your axe-hammer. Leave the rest to me.

[lostmyhammer]

My hammer's not here.

[So obviously he can't hit anyone with it.]

[fondofapples]

Don't hit him with anything else, then.

[lostmyhammer]

No hitting. Got it.

[fondofapples]

Thank you.

[lostmyhammer]

You're welcome.