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[center][color=FFA500][i]Waves are but water. Wind but air. And though lightning be fire...yet it must answer thunder's call.[/i]
-Thor, God of Thunder.[/color][/center]

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

Thor had awoken rested and refreshed, in mere minutes he was washed and garbed in his customary attire. He willed Mjolnir to his hand before tying its leather strap around his waist, allowing him to walk freely. As he placed his helmet upon his head Thor regarded his window and its view of the city below. Everything was calm, peaceful and bright. His dreams had shown a much different sight, the city aflame and crying in fear and agony, [i]Amora[/i]. Thor knew she was out there somewhere, her presence in his dream had felt too palpable to be anything but a result of her magic. That meant she was likely close. 

Thor's mood darkened at the thought of her, while she had been a source of comfort and companionship at their first meeting he now knew her intent was to cause pain and suffering to all around her, he owed it to the people of Midgard to put an end to her schemes.

Thor left his room and walked the Watchtower, a gentle thud following each of his steps; he was not a quiet being and many would know of his presence before he arrived, it was simply in his nature.

Thor arrived in the main area of the Watchtower and was confronted by the sight of Ant-Man and Captain America. The Captain appeared to be studying one of the Mortals' confounded pieces of technology whereas Ant-Man was preparing a jug of coffee. Thor tended to steer clear of coffee as a general rule after what had occurred the last time.

[color=FFA500][b]"Behold!"[/b][/color] Thor exclaimed, [color=FFA500][b]"There be a sight most fortuitous!"[/b][/color] 

His voice boomed across the room as the Thunder God himself joined Ant-Man at the small cookery and procured himself a flagon. Thor filled the cup from a large bottle of ale that stood atop the small fridge unit. 

[color=FFA500][b]"The Son of Odin doth hate to drink alone."[/b][/color]

Leaning against the fridge, Thor raised his flagon in salute to each of his fellow heroes.

[color=FFA500][b]"Your health, gentlemen!"[/b][/color]

With that, Thor lifted the flagon to his lips and drained its contents; smacking his lips he wiped his mouth before placing the flagon into a handy sink and opened the fridge once more. Now was a good time for breakfast!