Thor's vaguely aware that he's being asked questions. But they're just concern -- no one he knows, no one attacking him, no important information.
And his head is swimming less. He shoves himself to his feet, calling Mjolnir silently to his hand. He saw it spinning through the air after him, before he lost it in the clouds and disorientation -- it must be in this realm, and it'll come to his call.
...Any minute now.
"Hammer!" he roars. "Hammer!"
There's no response. There's not even a tug of location; it's as if Mjolnir doesn't exist.
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Date: 2012-05-20 09:17 pm (UTC)And his head is swimming less. He shoves himself to his feet, calling Mjolnir silently to his hand. He saw it spinning through the air after him, before he lost it in the clouds and disorientation -- it must be in this realm, and it'll come to his call.
...Any minute now.
"Hammer!" he roars. "Hammer!"
There's no response. There's not even a tug of location; it's as if Mjolnir doesn't exist.
Or isn't his.