Yes, they shot down half the ships. They were in that situation when I arrived in the Fleet, on one of the ships stranded on the planet. It was an unpleasant time.
It would be quite a challenge to see it all, but I can at least show you where decent coffee is made. I'll send you the location.
[A couple of minutes later Thor does just that, sending through a description of the third largest planet, which city, and the name of the cafe. It's deep Starstrikers territory, which of course means Thor's been there a lot.]
[This seems like the most straightforward way to note who he is. There aren't that many people wandering around who have eye patches.
Thor gets to the cafe at the appointed time and waits outside of it. Of course, this doesn't stop some of his fans from his hammer throw matches accosting him in the meantime and asking for photos, which he happily agrees to.]
[ Clark finds him easily: nobody anywhere is really out of his line of sight. Plus, he did say he has an eye patch, and the large man surrounded by adoring fans is extremely hard to miss.
Clark waits until there's just a few people left around Thor. ]
Next time, I'll queue up for your autograph. It'd be faster. [ Teasing. ]
Good to meet you as well? I hope the change from the Marsiva was not too surprising.
[The switch had certainly thrown Thor for a loop when it happened, only that was more to do with the fact that he'd been trying to break through walls at the time. He gestures for Clark to follow him into the cafe, a bright and airy space with the familiar silver and black colour scheme favoured by a particular team.]
Some of the things they serve here aren't exactly coffee, but they are similar enough to count.
People tend to be good about that here, at least when they're able to. When I arrived communications were down and we were stranded on a hostile world, so I was a bit late getting the explanations.
[Thor tilts the menu his way for a moment, before tapping his finger against something called 'Black Hole Blend'.]
[ He nods. More and more, he's realising he might be extremely lucky with everything that's happened. Then again, being kidnapped by Zod for his first time is a low bar to clear.
[There may have been an incident in this same cafe where someone hurled their cup across the room after trying it. That honestly just made Thor like it more.]
They don't make it like this in New York, I can say that much.
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Where have you been to already?
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I suppose we could always refuse to visit anywhere we stopped if it looked dangerous.
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Does it help if you spend time on the Iskaulit? It is bigger.
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More often I will stay somewhere on the planets we visit.
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[A couple of minutes later Thor does just that, sending through a description of the third largest planet, which city, and the name of the cafe. It's deep Starstrikers territory, which of course means Thor's been there a lot.]
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[This seems like the most straightforward way to note who he is. There aren't that many people wandering around who have eye patches.
Thor gets to the cafe at the appointed time and waits outside of it. Of course, this doesn't stop some of his fans from his hammer throw matches accosting him in the meantime and asking for photos, which he happily agrees to.]
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Clark waits until there's just a few people left around Thor. ]
Next time, I'll queue up for your autograph. It'd be faster. [ Teasing. ]
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Only sometimes - they all seem to find me at once around here.
[He sticks his hand out to shake.]
You must be Clark.
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Pleasure to finally meet you.
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Good to meet you as well? I hope the change from the Marsiva was not too surprising.
[The switch had certainly thrown Thor for a loop when it happened, only that was more to do with the fact that he'd been trying to break through walls at the time. He gestures for Clark to follow him into the cafe, a bright and airy space with the familiar silver and black colour scheme favoured by a particular team.]
Some of the things they serve here aren't exactly coffee, but they are similar enough to count.
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[ If so many people hadn't stepped forward to help him, he'd be much more lost. ]
I'm sure they'll be interesting nonetheless. [ He looks at the menu, already liking the ambience. ] Which is your favourite?
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[Thor tilts the menu his way for a moment, before tapping his finger against something called 'Black Hole Blend'.]
That one. It's very strong.
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Clark peers over at it. ]
With a name like that. . . I'm game if you are.
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[There may have been an incident in this same cafe where someone hurled their cup across the room after trying it. That honestly just made Thor like it more.]
They don't make it like this in New York, I can say that much.
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Have you been to a lot of other worlds?
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