[For Thor] Dated 13 June 2011

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For a place where time typically plods by at a glacial pace, life on Tabula Rasa has been proving especially complicated for Jane. Her motivation remains untempered, but not since college has she faced such an intense mixture of frustration both professional and personal in nature. Not knowing how to reach a goal has never been a problem for her,

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[havenoplans]

Thor's only just returned from the nearby waterfall when he hears Jane's voice coming from outside; his hair hangs damp around his face, but his clothes, at the very least, are dry. (He's rather gotten the sense that the Compound's box favours him more than it does many others, but while he appreciates the haste with which he can change in and out of his acquired attire, he prefers, always, his Asgardian garb. Unfortunately, it's ill-suited for the climate, and he's not worn it since the day he fell to this realm.) Dropping the towel he'd been using onto the back of a chair, he strides towards the door, a smile at the ready for the moment Jane comes into sight

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"I'm doing better," Jane replies, a subtle but important distinction. Given what she'd said the other day and (perhaps more importantly) his total lack of reaction to it, 'well' seems like a bit of an overstatement. She does manage a slightly strained smile, though.

"I know this sounds really ominous, but I think maybe we need to talk," she adds, seeing no reason to not just fling herself head-first into what she came here to do. Like a Band-Aid, right? Just get it over with.

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"Of course," he says, hesitating only a beat. The truth of the matter is, he only finds the prospect ominous now that she's assured him it isn't, the clarification alerting him to the fact that everything might not be so better, after all.

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All of yesterday, Jane went over in her head how she wanted this to go. Determined though she is to stick to the script, he unnerves her. He always has.

"What is this?" she asks, rehearsed words going straight out the window. It feels good to just cut to the chase. "The two of us, are we just friends? Or are we more than that?" Even before she'd ended up on a malicious desert island that forced her to tell the truth, she'd had no trouble with making her feelings clear. It isn't as if he hasn't known.