The Court Part 1
Thor sits upon the throne while hitting Loki's staff on the dais, summoning Hela. Much to his delight, she doesn't keep him waiting for long. "Sister, how good of you to join me." He smugly tells her. "Oh look. You're still alive." Hela replies with dismay.
Thor looks around the court. "I love what you've done with the place. Redecorated I see." The Prince sarcastically voices. "You really should leave sarcasm to our Brother. It doesn't suit you." She darkly and playfully smirks. "That is of course assuming he's still alive as well." The Bastard's smirk grows from dark and playful to one of sorrow. "It seems our Father's every solution was to cover things up." Hela says with true sorrow not caring that she is showing how big of a daddy's girl she is.
"Or to cast them out." Thor watches her sudden sorrow. "But I cannot allow you to have the throne. It simply isn't mine to give" He knowingly tells her.
"Who said anything about you giving me anything?" The Bastard ask with her playful darkness returning. Without warning, she charges towards her half brother, sword ready.
Thor chuckles before getting up, leaping off the dais with Loki's staff in hand before their weapons meet with a clang.