I whip my hair back and forth, I whip my hair back and forth

[couldbeavoided]

WHO: THE SENTRY and THOR
WHERE: RUSSIA.
WHEN: Late at night.
WARNINGS: Idk feel free to aVOID this one.
SUMMARY: While conspiracy theorists rave on about what was behind that attack on a Russian cityblock, one Golden Guardian and another Golden-haired God fly over just to alleviate anxiety.
FORMAT: whatevah


Bob's feet landed on a rooftop lightly, barely perceptible in the pitch darkness of the evening. The block was not completely reconstructed and there was no electricity yet to expose his presence there.

Russia. He wasn't sure why he'd come, or why he'd come tonight, but more and more his thoughts had been drifting. He'd seen rippling darkness, violent red storm clouds, heard Russian voices over the sound of still darkness. He didn't know what it meant, exactly (or he didn't want to) but here he was, all the same.

Feeling unsettled, Bob rose back into the air again, the wind lightly rippling through his cape and his hair.

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Thor frowned at that. How could he not know?

"You fled from me as though from death's own touch. Why? Who did you think me?"

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"I wasn't sure. It was too dark to see, you could have been..." Bob hesitated for a moment, letting go of his cape. "Anyone."

[godofnicehair.livejournal.com]

The last of the storm was moving again. A curtain of rain swept over them.

Thor stepped closer, feeling keenly the muddy earth, the slither of wet grass, the weight of uncertainty. So many things rested on the truth, but the Sentry's eyes held nothing but an inscrutable glow.

"Robert." He laid a hand on his shoulder. The Sentry - Robert Reynolds, for that matter - was his friend, he believed that; and no matter how terrible his answer, he would help him. Somehow. "Are you certain?"

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It took several moments before Bob tried to look at Thor, let alone meet his eyes. When he tilted his head up finally his hair fell into his face, guarding his expression. The glow in his eyes faded.

"Of -- no, I'm--" He looked away. "Certain of what?"

[godofnicehair.livejournal.com]

"This story you tell," Thor said, tilting his head to follow the Sentry's eyes. "Is there nothing more you would say?"

[couldbeavoided]

He turned up his head, looking at Thor and hoping that his expression didn't betray his fear.

"Do you think I'd be here for another reason?"

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"Aye." It came without hesitation. "Would that I could think of none." He paused. "Can you swear to me that nothing is amiss, and all you say is true?"

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Bob drew back, turning his body away. When he finally spoke, his voice took on a nervous lilt that he couldn't extinguish: "I don't know, I can't... I didn't do anything that I remember."