Tomorrow's Dream

[st_ormbreaker]

Tony Stark is, like he is almost every night, holed up in his room/lab working on who-knows-what. Thor made it a habit of going down there to drop off something to eat and remind him to stay hydrated, but whenever he was in Tony's lab, he felt too large for the room somehow, like a piece of luggage filled with too many clothes that was straining at the zipper.

It wasn't that the room was physically small, or that Tony had too much stuff there, either. For some reason, Thor just felt awkward being there. Tony never once told him he was an intruder, but he did feel that way. Tony's lab felt exclusively Tony's. He'd visit during Tony's long lab hours, but never for very long, so most evenings, Thor was left to his own devices. Some nights he would doodle in his sketchpad. Other times he'd go to Loki's room in search of his brother.

Tonight, though, it meant going next door to talk to Corbie about dreams and ask to place a ward on him.


When Thor raps at her door, he's wearing a pair of dark gray pajama pants, a simple white t-shirt, and a pair of rabbit slippers he acquired back in Europe. He never expected to ever find any that'd fit his enormous feet, but when he wandered through a department store and saw they had some in his size, he immediately purchased them.

Thor liked cute things. And he had no compunctions about showing it.

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[st_rikingblueeyes]

When Corbie came to the door, she was still dressed. She didn't often sleep alone when she had the choice not to. Often she'd spend nights in Mildmay's room, or he'd spend nights here with her. Occasionally she'd do that with Jackson, though she tried not to too frequently since it threatened to blur lines that didn't need blurring.

But she could spare some time before she went to Mildmay's room, and she could especially do it if it meant she was doing something worthwhile. The ward was simple enough, but she hoped whatever Thor wanted to know was within range of what she had studied. It was the moments when it came to actually putting her magic into practice that Corbie really felt her own inexperience. Felt it too much, she was sure Regina would say.

The sight of Thor was enough to distract her from any nerves, though. "... Are those bunnies on your feet?" she asked, more than a little amused, but also finding it really rather sweet.