[ Thor's presence, like Orion, is a new enough addition to be noticeable, but he doesn't slot so easily as the little Council aide, for he seems more conscious of the space he is taking up than he needs to be. Stiffness and polite silence are slow to melt away, but melt away they do.
His hand rests on an overhanging edge of metal, a casual tip to his posture. ]
Why does he run?
[ His voice has a baritone, weighted quality to it, befitting of being a strapping Nordic warrior dude, comfortable anyway in his drab clothing, the intricacies of home-spun tradition in the smaller braids wound discreetly in long hair he hasn't cut since it started growing for the first time. ]
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His hand rests on an overhanging edge of metal, a casual tip to his posture. ]
Why does he run?
[ His voice has a baritone, weighted quality to it, befitting of being a strapping Nordic warrior dude, comfortable anyway in his drab clothing, the intricacies of home-spun tradition in the smaller braids wound discreetly in long hair he hasn't cut since it started growing for the first time. ]