"I have. It depends on what you want to do and how well you remember it. As Drinking dulls the senses, it can dull that sense too." At least it had been harmless, if embarrassing, the one time he'd tried? Loki had learned from that adventure.
"Wits had been dulled extremely, yes. Thor glared at Thrym so fiercely, that he got nervous. I soothed by explaining that Sif was so pleased she had wept heavily and so her eyes were so fierce now. As part of our marriage customs, a family's ancestral weapon is usually exchanged and pledged over, but since we were in a hurry, Mjolnir would have to do." A shrug, but what can you do, right? "Anyways, as soon as Thor found he could lift 'Mjolnir', he moved to attack Thrym. Thrym fought back and soon enough the fake hammer was destroyed in the brawl between parties. With a roar of despair, Thor screamed his weapon's name to the sky--which kicked in one of the qualifiers that makes Mjolnir special. And annoying. It returns to him when summoned."
Another pause, and another sip of wine. "Well, it certainly made short work of the brawl, though any left semi-conscious was too embarrassed to own up to any of it all. It was agreed that tempers had flared, and we were all very full, and so let bygones be bygones for this time."
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Date: 2024-02-03 03:46 am (UTC)"Wits had been dulled extremely, yes. Thor glared at Thrym so fiercely, that he got nervous. I soothed by explaining that Sif was so pleased she had wept heavily and so her eyes were so fierce now. As part of our marriage customs, a family's ancestral weapon is usually exchanged and pledged over, but since we were in a hurry, Mjolnir would have to do." A shrug, but what can you do, right? "Anyways, as soon as Thor found he could lift 'Mjolnir', he moved to attack Thrym. Thrym fought back and soon enough the fake hammer was destroyed in the brawl between parties. With a roar of despair, Thor screamed his weapon's name to the sky--which kicked in one of the qualifiers that makes Mjolnir special. And annoying. It returns to him when summoned."
Another pause, and another sip of wine. "Well, it certainly made short work of the brawl, though any left semi-conscious was too embarrassed to own up to any of it all. It was agreed that tempers had flared, and we were all very full, and so let bygones be bygones for this time."