IdleMuse's Snippet

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Earth-6161 [May 2012]

Tony Stark

Okay, this was seriously starting to piss him off, Tony thought to himself as he flew through the very dense storm that was concentrated in a very small area, tracking Loki and his brother Thor, who apparently, did not like the due process of law, breaking out his brother mid convoy.

"Target located. Unusually heavy energy signatures located," Jarvis helpfully reminded him even as he snorted at the bit about these so-called aliens being called "Gods" of all things. If he travelled back in time even a thousand years or hell, 500 years, he would be called a God by the ignorant masses if they saw a man in metal flying about, releasing lasers that killed everyone it touched.

"Stay on non lethal measures for now. Escalate if the measures prove ineffective or if the subject is non cooperative."

"Affirmative, sir. A bogey inbound as well, sir, with an unusual energy signature as well." A video feed appeared on his HUD, showing a stream of water headed straight for him, or more likely, straight for the Alien brothers in front of him.

"Yeah, tell me about it." He snorted as he swerved to the side, neatly avoiding the very fast flying stream of water as it crashed into the ground right next to the Wonder Brothers, not even disturbing anything despite the speed with which it crashed into the ground.

He saw both the brothers tensing but he stayed back, curious to see what the old lady would do, in front of the so-called Gods. Despite deriding them as aliens, he knew that Thor packed some serious muscle and with his hyper dense Hammer accompanying him, Thor could not be put down with conventional means and that included his own armour, as much as it pained him to admit that.

"Stark, I am turning around but the turbulence is making it a bit harder. Can you hold on until I get there?" His comms crackled to life as Romanoff spoke to him.

"Agent Romanoff, I don't think these are the little leagues, the ones you are most accustomed to playing." He was proud of that joke for some reason, especially after the many, many wins Romanoff had over him, this one felt special. 

The silence on the other end felt all the more delicious to him.

"Greetings, Thor, was it? Great work breaking through my prison but do know that he won't wake up anytime soon." The old woman said after pointing at Loki and he knew that to be the truth.

As far as his (and SHIELD's) understanding of Asgardian genetics went, they were very, very resilient and when hurt, could heal within minutes, as evidenced by Loki's nose setting itself back in the middle of his speech. 

How was that possible anyway? Shouldn't the nose be set improperly if it was just the body's natural healing process doing most of the heavy lifting? If a nose was not set properly after being broken, the human body would heal the issue with the nose being in the same broken tilted position. Loki's nose somehow reset itself before the tissue heals itself. That in and of itself was mind numbing, the medical implications ran through his mind but now was not the time for that.

Samantha had done something to Loki that had knocked him out, and according to her, only she could wake him up, which was a rather scary ability to think of. Just put someone in a coma and then simply fuck off, not waking up the person, essentially killing them without even harming a hair on their head. Fucking terrifying!

Apparently, telling Thor the fact that you were the reason for his continued unconsciousness was the wrong thing because a sudden rumbling was felt all over the surrounding area, "You did this to him?! Undo the seidr right this instant, Midgardian Witch!"

At that instant, he knew that Witch! Was an insult both in human as well as Asgardian cultures.

He finally landed right beside Samantha, with his hands raised, repulsors charged and pointed at the Prince, who had discarded his oh so beloved brother to the ground like a sack of potatoes, though keeping his earlier information about Asgardian resiliency in mind, maybe for prince Thor, sand and stone had the same chance of doing any damage to Loki as soft carpet, so it could be fine?

"Whoa! Whoa! Keep that hammer away, lighting boy! Now, I don't know how things work where you came from but where I am from, you respect your–Ack!" He choked on something as he felt his chest hurt.

"Warning! Anomalies found!" The red warning read on his HUD before the pain went away as if it was never there in the first place.

He shivered all over as he felt Samantha's eyes lock onto his face. He swallowed briefly before taking a step back, deciding to stop poking the hornet's nest. 

That woman was scary!

Samantha then levelled an unimpressed look at Thor's hammer and then at Thor whose face bore a look of frustration and anger. "Put the Hammer Down, Thor. I am not your enemy here. Loki has taken something that is very dangerous and I will not stop until that item is disposed of once again. We have nothing against Loki. Bring us the Tesseract and you are free to take him wherever you like."

Oh, that was not the deal but whatever, it was not his headache to deal with. It was SHIELD's and oh, he could just imagine the panic they would have dealing with someone of her calibre, because if he was getting the readings from his body correct, the woman had just manipulated his blood. Suddenly, it made sense that this woman was unknown, she could just kill anyone based on sight alone.

Thor took one look at the situation, with the Quinjet hovering behind them and the Captain having finally deposited his parachute somewhere and running up to them, and thought better of fighting, especially with his brother unconscious.

"Fine! I will work with you to retrieve the Tesseract but UNDO the magic on my brother THIS INSTANT!"

"Gladly." Samantha drawled as she snapped her fingers, which caused Loki who was lying face first into the ground to gasp and arch upwards as he took in deep handfuls of breath.

"What did I miss?" He smiled as he heard the Captain ask on the comms. 

Not much, Captain. Not much at all.

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