[ Thor had come to the tower by way of the hanger, and though he was disappointed to find it deserted, it was to be expected. It wasn't as it had been all those years ago, when he could sometimes find one of the Avengers in the common room at any odd hour. Maybe the next time, he would send a message to Tony or Steve, but his restlessness had not seemed an important enough reason to bother. It was fine. If Tony didn't want Thor to drink his fancy whisky directly out of the bottle, he wouldn't keep it in the lounge.
It's Jarvis who informs him of other visitors, offering up a name and location without prompting, though Thor can hear the slightly strained note in Jarvis' voice.
Instead of trying to take the elevator, he grabs Mjolnir from the coffee table and walks back out to the hanger so he can drop to the ground floor.
It's not hard to find the pair of visitors, a large man and an only slightly smaller wolf. ]
Hail, Geralt of Rivia! [ Thor lands heavily in front of them, Mjolnir in one hand and a bottle of whisky in the other. ] Are you and your furry companion looking for Stark?
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It's Jarvis who informs him of other visitors, offering up a name and location without prompting, though Thor can hear the slightly strained note in Jarvis' voice.
Instead of trying to take the elevator, he grabs Mjolnir from the coffee table and walks back out to the hanger so he can drop to the ground floor.
It's not hard to find the pair of visitors, a large man and an only slightly smaller wolf. ]
Hail, Geralt of Rivia! [ Thor lands heavily in front of them, Mjolnir in one hand and a bottle of whisky in the other. ] Are you and your furry companion looking for Stark?