i will not apologize for art
Chris Hemsworth by Lorenzo Agius. The Hollywood Reporter. 2013
The warrior hesitated but as soon as Thor called her, waving, she slowly walked up to him. His face was covered in bruises and blood, and the worst, a sadness without end.
She just wanted to make it stop because, she also felt terrible and powerless.
When she was very close to him, Sif smiled fondly, trying to calm any tension that there were.”How are you?” she asked in a voice barely audible, feeling stupid right after. Obvious that he was bad, but Sif knew she had no words to comfort him at this time.
He didn’t think it would be easy but once here, with her, he thought he could allow himself to be held. He got closer to her, wincing a bit, he was used to battle’s wounds, they all hurt more in the morning.
He smiled back at her, caressing her hair, “I am fine,” he told her quietly. And he was fine, after everything, he had to hang on, he couldn’t let go, there were still things to be done, everything, literally, was on his shoulders and he was supposed to hang on. Fine was everything he had to be right now. “I need to talk to my father.”
Pepper smiled appreciatively, knowing kissing her hand was simply a way things were done in Asgard. “I’m good, thank you, Thor.” Once her hand dropped she nodded, heading for the door in front of him. “And how are you? You don’t mind if we take a company car, do you?”
He followed her, “I am alright, thank you.” It was early, Natasha had left for work and he left Thunder asleep. “No, not at all, I like cars when I am not hit by them.” They entered the elevator, “I want to learn how to drive them one day.”
Nicole picked a jet black stallion, leading him out and running a hand down his back. “They’re beautiful.”
He caressed his one, “glad you liked them, sure they are.” He helped her to mount on hers, they were so big. “Follow me, there are some places I want to show you.”
"You never skipped any classes, you were the best student they had, I am sure. I didn’t like the theorical thing, I wanted to do something practical." He took the glass, drinking some of the water. "Mother was so worried about my huntings. I think it is just a different kind of magic, it is inherent to me. It was so hard for me when I couldn’t lift the hammer, when I couldn’t call the storms that are part of me." He took another sip of the water, trying to forget those times. "Sure, I’ll be here. Do I need to bring something?"
Natasha was shocked to hear his words, not knowing that that was even a possibility. In her state of slight panic and uncertainty, she reverted to her native language. "Нужно ли мне для того чтобы найти медик?……. Что я могу сделать?……"
"I am alright, I think I just broke my nose."
On your knees, will you?