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[center][color=FFA500][i]In truth, 'tis just as Thor expected.[/i]
-Thor, God of Thunder.[/color][/center]

[b]Justice League Watchtower - United States - Midgard[/b]

The headquarters of Thor's compatriots, the Justice League of America, was situated atop a mighty structure belonging to Lex Luthor. Thor did not fully understand the fascination that mortals seemed to have with expanding their material possessions; on Asgard a man was given what befitted their status and desired no more. Thor supposed that, to the residents of Midgard with their finite time in existence, the hunger to expand their fortunes must be hard to resist. No matter, Lex had proven himself an honourable man and a true champion of justice regardless of how others clamoured against him. Should the hairless human want to claim a measure of ownership over the Justice League by erecting its fortress atop his own land Thor would not hold that against him.

The Odinson entered the Watchtower via the main doors. He traversed the building with an air of one who was used to the open area of a large hall and could make his way through a feast with ease. But there was no feast here, the dull tones of Lexcorp walls were as alien to him as the boughs of Yggdrasil would be to any of his colleagues in the League. 

Thor made a full circuit of the building before coming to his own chambers. He liked to do this when returning to residence here, it was good to give the mortals who worked here a glimpse of the God in their midst and he liked to ensure all was well before going to rest. 

He had made sure to check in with the monitors that alerted the League to the world's woes. For now they were calm. The trouble in Coast City appeared to be abating, thanks in no small part to Thor's compatriots on the scene, he was glad that his early absence had not turned the situation against the remaining members of the Justice League. There was notice of activity in the arctic region of the world but Thor did not pay much attention, there were no settlements that he was aware of in the area so anything occurring would be of little consequence. 

Thor felt exhaustion tug at his senses, he had been working hard in the defence of Midgard for close to a week now without rest. His body was more capable of maintaining this pace than others but even he required time to recuperate. 

Upon entering his chambers Thor removed his cape and helmet. His quarters were sparse by Asgardian standards: a large bed took up a good portion of the room with a small dresser and table by the other wall. A window illuminated the room and offered a prime view of the city below, Lexcorp buildings were usually the tallest in any given area and the Watchtower was higher still, the people and vehicles below were like ants going about their business. There had been an issue in the early days of the League where the peons in the media had ascended in their flying machines to the skyline right outside Thor's window, the Odinson had barely been able to sleep without images of '[i]Thor's Homelife[/i]' appearing in the news. A few days of gale force winds and thunderous clouds occurring right outside Thor's window had ensured his privacy ever since.

Thor was not a tidy person, he was too used to having servants for cleaning; he smashed mugs, tore curtains and cared not where he slept as long as there was a level surface. As a result his quarters had grown into a comfortable disarray. There had been talk of hiring a cleaner for the Watchtower but after after the fourth attempt by a supervillain to destroy the Justice League from within it had been made clear to Thor that 'servants' were no longer an option. As a result Thor usually ate in public and would confine his carousing to areas better suited for such activities.

Thor picked up a half-empty mug of ale from his table. He had been halfway through a solitary toast when the news of the Wrecking Crew in Star City had come through, he did not toast this time but merely drained the contents of his cup and placed it back carefully onto the table. Allowing Mjolnir to fall from his hand, the God of Thunder fell backwards into the unkept bed and felt his eyes close. 

Thor drifted slowly into sleep.

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