abstractborders | A Quiet Place Meme

It wouldn't have made a difference.

He signs it and gives his brother a rather sad look of acceptance, Loki long having come to terms with the fact that there was much any of them could have done. It was just a stroke of sheer luck that he'd been able to get away from the more populated areas when he did.

There's a moment where he simply studies his brother, lips turning down in a thoughtful frown as he chases away thoughts of the day the world seemed to end. Thor was here which meant he had traveled all this way and that meant he was heading to a specific place.

You plan to go home. It's signed in a rather quick and formal manner, the signs lacking the emotion that Loki had been using before.

Thor was terrible at signing, though he practiced with the book he had in his bag as often as he could. But he knew what that shut down of expression meant. He sighs, his head dropping before letting go of Loki's knee to sign more insistently.

Safer. Parents?

He shrugs, looking around a little dramatically to indicate he didn't know where they were or if they were alive because he had no idea. He hadn't been able to get any messages out in time. He puts one hand over an eye, to indicate their father then waves it.

Never mind him, he was trying to say. He knew they had a tense relationship, after the whole... adoption thing. But..

Mother.

Of course. He just had to bring their mother into it directly.

She isn't the issue.

Thor knew that. He knew damn well it had never been an issue with their mother that had eventually driven Loki to move out on his own and--

Shaking his head, Loki stood just as silently as he'd sat, running a hand through his hair that had come loose from the ponytail he'd drawn it back in earlier. Frustration was clear on his face despite his attempts to close himself off and gods does he want to just scoff at his brother; curse at him and tell him to leave.

But he can't.

Give me a couple days. Then we'll go.

Oh, Thor knew she wasn't the issue. He also knew that while he got along perfectly fine with both parents it was much more difficult for Loki. No matter what Thor tried to say in regards to their father Loki would never believe that there was love there. Of course, there was love there but...

He watches Loki stand, seeing the frustration. He stands so they were at level. He didn't want his brother to shut him out now of all times. They needed to communicate.

His big hand nudges Loki, trying to get him to look at him. He smiles, shaking his head.

Take time. No rush. If need can go ahead

Thor gives Loki's shoulder a small push before signing again.

No hiding though

Loki looks up when he's nudged, frowning faintly at his brother though it's a short lived frown. Sometimes it's just impossibly hard to stay irritated with this idiot of an older brother of his.

No. We'll go together.

He wouldn't go if Thor went ahead. He'd head in the opposite direction and probably not look back. That was just how he was, unfortunately. If they were going to do this it was going to be together.

No hiding. Stay here with me for a couple days. I have plenty of resources. We can set out from here.

Loki gestured a bit more animatedly as he spoke, relaxing again despite what he was agreeing to do. Where he was agreeing to go.

Thor was glad the energy was coming back to him. He clenches both fists, shaking them with joy and strength. Look at them, together! They hadn't been together as a team in so long! Not since Thor went to the military anyway. Times home were always tense then. Now they could be...

Well, it really had taken the end of the world to get them back together, hadn't it?

Thor did have to admit it would be nice being still for a little while. He looks down at himself then motions weakly. He was a mess. He clearly bore the marks of someone who had been traveling for a long time without stop.

Could use food.

Even after spending time in the military his brother was still like a giant puppy.

Loki can't help but roll his eyes though there's an almost fond look on his face when he does. Despite the issues he'd had with their father, despite how distant Loki had felt--acted sometimes..his brother had always been the one person he could never stay away from for long. Even now that hadn't changed. It was so easy to fall back into that comfort zone with him despite the world having fallen into ruin.

He bites back an amused sound, lips twitching into a grin and he signs something quickly--And a bath--before motioning Thor to follow him into the kitchen.

Redoing his ponytail as he goes, Loki scans the room with a thoughtful frown before immediately setting about gathering some food that would be quick and easy to prepare. He had something else in mind for dinner itself but for now simple sandwiches with some bread he'd managed to keep fresh would suffice.

Thor follows after Loki, carefully peeling off the shirt he'd been wearing for too long the last couple days. He would need to give it a good wash, or as best he could with making as little noise as possible. Honestly, he wasn't entirely sure how he was going to get much of a wash of his body.

He reaches up to give Loki's ponytail a little bap with a playful smirk. He motions to it then rubs the back of his own head. Military cut. Didn't have a choice. But Loki really dedicated himself to the long hair aesthetic.

He pokes Loki's ribs next with a bigger grin. Still skinny too, huh?

Setting the sandwich fixings carefully on the table, Loki rolls his eyes as his ponytail is bapped, ducking his head to the side as he actually looked at Thor now--

Well. The military had certainly done him some good.

His gaze flicks up as Thor motions to the back of his own head and Loki can't help but look amused. Could be worse, his expression clearly says before he shrugs. It wasn't a bad look for the other. Better than that ratty mullet he'd had for a time.

Just as he's about to start actually putting together food Thor pokes his ribs and Loki has to bite his tongue not to let out a laugh, turning to swat the other's hand and give him a glare. (No real malice to it but gods you are a brat!)

Stop that.

Mullet! If he heard that he would have surely argued. Loudly. Because it was hardly a mullet! Did Loki not remember his glorious golden mane?! He was like a lion!

Loki was more like.. .. a long haired ferret. That was wet.

Still tickle? Really?

Thor was thoroughly tempted to keep up the prodding and poking but... He glances towards the door, frowning. No. As comfortable as the two were with one another it wouldn't be safe to grow too complacent.

What supplies have?

It was basically a mullet, Thor.

He just rolls his eyes and looks down at what he's doing, starting to put together some sandwiches for them. He was glad that his brother didn't keep pushing and prodding because that would just make things dangerous for them both.

Movement catches his attention and he glances up.

Plenty. What are you looking for?

Thor shakes his head slightly. He was just curious. He wanted to know what they were looking at. Though, it might be good to get an inventory and figure out what would be useful to take with them. Also, to see if they would need to take a walk and gather more for the journey.

Maybe a new shirt would be good for Thor. Supplies that their parents might require.

What is nearby?

After signing he began preparing a small wash bowl. It would feel good to get some of the grime off. He continued to glance up at Loki so he didn't miss the signing.

Hardware store. Grocery Store. Few other small shops.

He signed it then finished the sandwiches and cleaned up everything he'd used as quietly as possible. Let nothing go to waste, that's how he'd made it this long. Once he was finished he returned to the counter and leaned back against it, watching his brother as he frowned thoughtfully.

There is not a lot left but we should be able to find useful things. Might have to travel outside of the area if you want specific items.

Thor nods, taking in the information with a thoughtful look on his face. Standard, for a small area like this. He wondered how much could be brought with them and besides that, how much would be actually useful. Perhaps he should just map the area and come back in the future if there came a need for it.

The water was taking on a bit of a grimy look already. He hadn't realized he'd ut things off for so long. C'est la vie. He knew there were waterways that they would be passing. He could dunk there.

Clothes nice. He motions over himself. If can fit

Look at him, Loki. It wasn't like it was easy finding clothing that fit nicely.

An eyebrow goes up and Loki gives him a look that says 'Not my fault'.

We'll find something, he signs in an attempt to reassure his brother, pushing away from the counter and moving over silently to see what sort of progress he was making with the shirt. His nose immediate scrunched in distaste and he reached out to rest a hand over his brother's, shaking his head and signing with his free ha. Not worth it. Wait.

Motioning for him to stay, Loki slipped out of the room and off to another part of the house where he had stockpiled various supplies--clothes, blankets, things of that nature. It took a minute or two of sorting through things but he managed to find a long sleeve shirt that was a couple sizes too big for him and returned to the kitchen, holding it out.

Better than nothing. Just might be tight.

Well, to be fair, genetics had a lot to play. Look at Thor, Loki. He was built to be bigger than a truck. It was just natural that he worked hard to fill that out. Loki was just stuck with a ganglier frame.

He glances down at the shirt and sighs. Yes, it was officially time to retire the shirt. It had been through quite a lot. While he was willing to give it more time for washing it was probably going to be a waste of effort. He just couldn't give it the scrub it needed.

Thor carefully squeezes the shirt out so not to make noise and also not to make a mess. He hangs it on the handle of a cabinet gently and turns to take the shirt from Loki. He holds it in his hands, then looks up at Loki with a brow raised.

The shirt was pulled on and if it could make expressions the look of 'very upset' might be the one it was making. It took on a painted on appearance and didn't want to sit entirely at his waist. It was fine for now though.

Thor moves silently through the house to find his bag. He pulls out laminated state map and lays it out carefully. They needed to find the best path from here to where they needed to be going.

Ganglier--lithe is the word you're looking for, asshole.

Loki can't help but look amused at the way his brother looks in the shirt, shrugging at the raised brow. Sorry, Thor. It's not his fault you wear clothing fit for an elephant.

His gaze follows Thor as the other moves out of the room before Loki moves to follow him just as silently, curious to see what his brother was after. The map immediately draws his attention and he's kneeling down beside the other man to look it over as it's smoothed out, immediately pointing to where they were--Current.

Thankfully he knew the area well enough to be able to find it without having to search much. Now, their parent's house..

Loki frowned and started to trace a path only to pause and lift the hand to sign. Going to take several weeks.

Thor meant every thought he had. Gangly.

He pushes the shirt sleeves up to choke his forearms but also so he could have an easier extension of his arms. He nods when Loki points out where they are and his eyes follow as his brother draws a pathway along the map. He might have been frowning by the time Loki pulls his hand back to sign how long he predicted it would take.

Thor nods in agreement. It was going to take far longer than what people normally walked in this day and age. It would mean a lot of time out in the open if they couldn't find shelter. Supplies would be thin.

Will need path changes. For supplies.

With two of them it may end up taking longer.

Asshole.

May need to alter path for shelter. Though it may be quieter to sleep outdoors in some cases.

The house they were currently in had been carefully set up so that it would make as little noise as possible. Loki had taken all the care that he could to figure out what floor boards creaked, which stairs squeaked, made sure to prop doors up well enough that no breeze would force them closed. It had taken some time to get everything just right but he'd managed it.

While on the road they wouldn't have that luxury.

Loki frowned thoughtfully as his eyes roamed the map before he spotted something and pointed to it. Railways.

Could follow the railroad. Guaranteed towns that way.

Loki had done well with getting the house in safe order. Thor knew it would be difficult to leave it behind. But Loki's skill in silencing areas would be valuable in setting up shelters along the way. Especially if they needed to stop for an extended period for any reason. They could leave this home marked as a safe place as well for anyone else that might need shelter.

And stops.

Thor was nodding. This was a good option. They could stay on the grass to avoid kicking up the stones and have something solid to follow. They wouldn't need to stop and refer to the map as often either.

This. He nods again, agreeing and finalizing the plan. It might add a bit of time but it would be over all safer in the long run.

Loki was relieved that Thor agreed, a part of him expecting the other to disagree just because. (Residual tension from their childhood, even their teen years. They always tried to best one another as they grew.) He nods, giving his brother a faint smile.

We have our plan. We can pack supplies and set out within the next couple of days. Want to leave the house for others.

His train of thought was the same as Thor's apparently. There was no reason not to let someone else make use of it. It was a shame that young mother and her child weren't still in the area somewhere because Loki would set them up with a safe house.

Rocking back on his heels, Loki sighs silently, reaching up to rub at the back of his neck for a moment.

This is dangerous. Traveling. Lots of potential noise.

He can't help but worry.

Now wasn't the time for sibling rivalries. Perhaps when they found a nice, soundproof area they could truly get back to how they were. But right now they needed to rely on one another to stay safe. The railroad was the best way to get where they needed to go. It was a good plan.

A nod of agreement, as it seemed Loki was reading his mind. Yes, the house could find good use made of it by travelers. Leaving supplies behind was inevitable but it would help whoever came up on it next.

Did it to get here. You shelter, me outside.

See, they each had their strengths. Together they would make it.

Honestly if they could just avoid the rivalries all together Loki won't object. He's just so use to that being the way things are between them he's not use to anything else. Then again, it has been some time since they were around one another hasn't it?

Loki gives Thor a thoughtful look. He did have a point. He had made it here and the combination of their skills would make it easy for them to get by...

Together. He signed it and nodded, still worried, still a bit on edge about the entire thing but it was probably safer that he was. Less room for error that way. Should eat then rest. You traveled far.

Thor hadn't really thought about how little he'd eaten. The sandwich, which had been devoured rather quickly, did little to satisfy. He could tolerate it well enough for now though. He knew that supplies should be held until they could actually start moving.

Rest.

Rest was more needed than anything else. Now that he was still and in a place that was safe Thor felt the building exhaustion. He pinches the bridge of his nose, squinting his eyes together before looking at Loki.

So where was a good spot?

Loki is much slower to finish off his sandwich, paying more attention to his brother and noting just how famished the other clearly was. He frowned slightly and had half a mind to try and get him to finish the rest of Loki's as well but he was already asking about rest.

Taking another bite of his sandwich, he motioned for his brother to follow and quietly moved through the house back towards the room he had turned into his main living area. One particular corner of the room had a mattress with several quilts piled on it and some pillows.

Rest there. Won't make noise. Floorboards solid.

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