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[A weekend of lost memories - it sat poorly with her, especially when she went back over her notes and found them missing as well. The dates for the weekend were written in her hand, but anything she'd written had been erased. Or maybe she hadn't written anything. The most concerning thing was that now that the weekend had ended, several people had gone missing or returned. Two days was a long time to lose her bearings and it made her restless. Which was why she'd gone to the shop to look around for anything useful.

Last thing she expected was to find the glove and eyeglass set - something so useful just left here like it was a new toy to be experimented with by anyone in the village. Something about it drew her to using it, but after the first day and the headaches, she realized it was probably something that belonged to someone. Which is why a few days later, after the headaches settle, she asks the village.]

Agent Carter reporting in with a few questions for the village.

One: Has anyone lost a pair of these? [She holds up the sunglasses, labeled ARI on the side to the camera.] I located them in the shop - interesting technology you have. I'd like to return them, if you're inclined to receive them.

[It packs one hell of a punch anyway, and she does not want that anymore. Peggy rubs her temple as he sets the glasses down out of view.]

Two: Sparring partners - hand to hand combat, preferably advanced non-magic practitioners. Willing to train people new to it, but more looking for practice myself. Can also train or spar in weapons - guns or knives specifically.

Three: On a more personal note, to my roommates - if you don't start cleaning your areas and picking up your things, I will do it for you.

[She looks straight into the camera with her usual no-nonsense look in her eyes.]

You will not enjoy it if I am forced to do so.

That is all.

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[He freezes mid bend to pluck up one more of his books- he'd left it on top of the fridge, how he had forgotten it there he simply cannot remember, and sighs.]

According to a number of Midgardian Texts - [He taps a magazine in his arm.] A tidy mate is much desirous in Midgardian women.

Magazines.

[Sometimes they're filled with rubbish (mostly rubbish, actually), but this time it seems to have helped. She walks over and takes the magazine.]

And yes, they are - especially to a military woman. These things are of interest to you?

Aye, though I have found them to have conflicting ideals at times. Is this usual for such things?

[The part where they talk about why he' doing this? Is not going to happen. At all.]

[She flips through the magazine, quirking an eyebrow at one article.]

To tell you the truth, Thor, if you want advice on women, it's best to ask one and leave these - [She closes the magazine and sets it back on the top of his stack.] -for the thin entertainment they were meant to be.

Expecting honesty from an Asgardian maid is difficult- all have naught but flattery or desire for their place as a member of the court through marriage on the mind. Midgardian women are...strange to me. Much as Midgard has become strange to me.

Such women exist even on 'Midgard' - unfortunately. [Peggy still remembers that blonde from the SSR even after all this time and it shows on her face with the way her lips purse together at the memory.]

What is it about our women that befuddle you? [She had to teach one man about women, so why not another?]

It is not so much the women as much as it would be the customs, Lady. Midgard is much changed from the realm I knew and visited often in my youth. Most of what I found endearing and charming in my Jane was what I found to be different from those I knew in Asgard. Her intellect, her lack of care for what one thought of her so long as the research stood, her determination to understand- the wonder she had for the world.

[He sighs and settles into the sofa, missing her keenly even now.]

I thought perhaps many women of Midgard were thus, but find that not to be so. I have met one that reminds me much of the maids of Asgard, and you who reminds me much of the Lady Sif.

[Jane - that is why he's been looking at these, then. It's no wonder why he would. Although Peggy never really had a chance to see Thor and Jane together, she had some inkling when she had met the scientist and heard about what had happened in the future. When Thor sits on the sofa, Peggy takes a seat on the edge of the coffee table, crossing her legs like usual.]

Jane Foster is a unique and wonderful woman. What some would call one in a million. She perseveres where others would have given up ages ago, and I know she's still doing the same. It's alright to miss her. It can't be easy being separated like this.

[She leans forward a little, tilting her head so she can better look into Thor's face.]

But you needn't call me a lady, Thor. My name is Peggy - that's just fine.

We were apart for two years- I should be more used to it than this. But in Asgard at least there was the kingdom to mind or other duties to keep me from worrying for her so. But with what I have been told of what is to come I fear...

[He shakes his head and sets the stack aside. He will take it back to his room once they are finished. Somber and still he returns Peggy's gaze easily.]

This once more is strange to me. I intend it as a gesture of respect, of goodwill.

I understand that, but I haven't been called a lady since I was a child and my mother was scolding me. If it's strange, you could always call me Agent Carter. [She tries to smile at him a little, knowing she can come off as a little strong, especially to dominant alpha males. It's an instinctual reaction she's cultivated over time, years of dealing with the male heads of departments and recruiters who always looked down on her. But that wasn't what Thor did, and he needed help, not scrutiny. She frowns slightly, unsettled by what he says.]

What is to come? Do you fear for her?

If that is what you wish, Agent Carter, than that is what I shall call you.

[It pulls a tense smile from him, something faintly bitter- the term reminds him much of the Son of Coul and how quietly capable he had been. He misses the man as well.]

Something believed to be the end of all I hold dear. We were lost, she and I. Somewhere far from Midgard or Asgard and neither of us had the power to return. I know not what is to come after, nor if we shall ever find our way home.

[That bitter smile doesn't go unnoticed - the same thing she'd seen from Agent Romanoff and Barton. Had Thor known other SHIELD agents, too?] You have my thanks.

...And my sympathies. [To not know your own future when the outcome looks bleak, it isn't a fate she'd wish on anyone.]

But you must have faith, Thor, in yourself and your Lady Jane. There is no obstacle the two of you together cannot overcome, is there?

Aye, that is true. [He has faith in his ability to fight, to protect his Jane, and all the faith in the nine realms in her ability to find a way home. He's never met a more clever person, let alone woman, in all his time. Save perhaps his brother.] I shall let it weigh on me less, though I cannot promise not to worry for her at all.

If you didn't worry for her at all, I'd think you were touched in the head. [She says this as a joke, smiling at him a little. She isn't sure if their talk has actually helped him, but she hopes it has.]

There isn't a day where I don't worry about Steve, even if he's safe.

Touched I would have to be to care little for her. [He takes it as it as meant, levity finding it's way into his smile once more. A reminder that all might be well and that there is little he can do for the moment does help him.]

The good Captain does have a talent for finding trouble, be there war or peace. Tis a valid concern.

You should have seen him before he was the captain as you know him now. Even more of a trouble-finder then.

[She smiles back and holds out a hand to help him with his books.]

And yes, you would have to be a fool not to care for Jane. She's a lovely woman and likely to give you one right in the eye for not noticing her.

Truly? I would not have imagined it so.

[He's not sure what Steve had been like before- but a warrior cannot be made so easily, no matter what the Man of Iron might have said. A warrior's spirit was something that came from a hard edged life.]

Just as the good Captain would be a fool to not care for you as he does.

He's one in a million in many ways. [That heart of his that got him into trouble made him unique - a level above all the others. He was a soldier, but not a "soldier." He knew right from wrong, knew which orders to follow and which to ignore; he was the only man Peggy could ever bring herself to love so much.]

So, perhaps later, we can share a drink to Ms. Foster's honor? She's the sort to deserve it, I think.

He is an honorable man, a just warrior- and a kind soul.

[The former traits that Asgardians held in high esteem- the last something Thor has come to admire in his Midgardian companions. That though they be honed at a sharper edge due to a rougher life, there is a kindness, a sense of justice deep within all of them, bundled in steel and blood and bone. He will never tire of their capabilities.]

She would find that agreeable, were she here. And I would be honored to share such a drink with you.

Mm. [She makes a non-committal noise of agreement as she recalls that those traits are exactly why he'd been chosen for the project. While the others were soldiers, he was a leader. While the others knew power, he knew compassion. When the rest ran back, he surged forward. ]

Later tonight or tomorrow then? I might need it, seeing as how I have quite a few battles ahead of me.

That is most agreeable, Peggy. So long as I am allowed the honor of fighting at your side during said battles.

[Peggy smiled, looking down for a moment.]

They're more for sport than anything else, but should a real battle present itself, I would be honored to fight at your side as well. I've heard stories of what you could do, and it should be quite impressive to see it with my own eyes.

I am a warrior trained by those worthy of admiration and veneration in Asgard, and have been fortunate enough to make battle alongside them as well. Warriors of Midgard are no less valorous, no less worth of one another's regard. I am glad to know them and you as well, my Lady.

Please, just Carter -- or Peggy. I'm not a lady as you might think of them. [She smiled a little at Thor and then patted his stack of magazines.] And certainly not like the ones in your rag papers.

I'll be looking forward to a day when we can work together, Thor.

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