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[b]"You called me out to check your papers though, right? I'll not waste your time further, hand 'em over"[/b] she said, cracking her knuckles. 
[b]"Ugh must you do that Tara? That noise gives me the creeps"[/b] Dwight shuddered, sliding the neatly organised papers over the table, she just grinned and took up the stack of papers, her eyes scanning the words. 
She nodded as she read through the first number of paragraphs. Given the size of his research, Dwight had prepared a summarised version for Tarene to read before submitting the full version to his peers for review, they'd have all the time in the world to read his works, he knew Tarene had a very important goal and that she was helping him with his papers simply out of the kindness in her heart so he decided to avoid eating too heavily into her time whenever he could. 

[b]"Quite a good account I must say"[/b] Tarene nodded, Dwight's papers read much like the stories she'd been told growing up about the Vanir Æsir war which took place long before she was born. [b]"You left out the part where All Father Odin beheads Mimir and preserves his head with herbs though. You should put it in your next study."[/b]
Dwight exhaled, greatly relieved his research had paid off, and that the Asgardian Goddess sitting across from him was satisfied, after all, he was writing about her people, her old legends, he'd have been mortified to have mixed something up dreadfully and have it read by a woman who was nothing short of a creature from legend. 

[b]"Thats a relief, at least I won't go hungry for another few months with the research funding I need locked in now! Thanks Tara"[/b] Dwight grinned. 

Tarene enjoyed his company, she enjoyed humans in general, but many didn't have the same patience and interest in accompanying her like Dwight did. She'd found some men were utterly rude to her, and a lot of women were intimidated by her height and physique. Dwight wasn't phased by her presence at all, at least he wasn't anymore, at the start he was utterly in awe, then again he was in the presence of a Goddess, though over time he relaxed somewhat as Tarene seemed rather ordinary in some ways. Then again, she was trying to keep a low profile. 

Suddenly chaos erupted outside. Bricks and mortar crumbled from the front of the cafe and a woman appeard to fall from one of the upper floors. Tarene shot up, grabbing her bag on the way, Mjølnir swinging from her shoulder inside the bag. To her surprise, the woman who'd fallen from above got up and proceeded to tear a street lamp from the sidewalk and brandish it like a club. Tarene instantly concluded that this woman was certainly not human, or at the very least, she was no normal human. She decided it wasn't worth asking if she were injured, not that she had time, as the Hulk caught her attention next. She quickly pieced it together, the woman had been thrown into the building by the large green monster. 

She tugged Mjølnir from her bag and tossed the bag aside, although she was dressed in typical civilian attire, she felt ever so slightly more Asgardian, brandishing Thors hammer again for the first time in what felt like eons. She wished she had her old faithful armour on, but she'd simply have to do without it in this case.