The Möbius Snare Who: Scott Free, Thor (And open to Barda and Sif!) Where: Non-boundaried dynamic space-time loop. When: See Above. Also, Friday, December 14, 2012. What: Loki left a little present. Scott explores it, but then Thor shows up and things get hectic. Rating: PG-ish? Status: In Progress
The city reached for the sky, glorious and shining New York, the skyscrapers of Manhattan stretching into a darkening sky. Thor was to meet Sif for another outing, if only to help her better acquaint herself with the mortals. Truly, he enjoyed the time, but his thoughts were constantly distracted, even in her company, by the needs of two realms, and every other that touched the Bifrost. His missing brother being a chief concern.
So it was that the God of Thunder stood, marveling on the roof of the city's tallest structure, when he felt the familiar energies at play in the west. Toward Gotham.
His face darkened and he pulled his hammer from its perch at his waist. "Loki," Thor spoke grimly, and soon the hammer spun in a circle of uru majesty. Thrusting it skyward, Thor broke through the clouds at a pace that would crush mere mortals. While Odin yet slept, Thor possessed his father's senses, and they were thus more acutely tuned to those magics which Loki preferred to meddle in most.
But to sense them was to acknowledge that a beacon was lit. These energies were not hidden, which meant Loki wanted something. Or had already set a plan in motion. But there was no scenario Loki could concieve of that his adopted brother could not best.
It was not hubris. None in the Realm Eternal, save the Allfather himself, had Thor's strength. And even Odin's was failing, the Odinforce imbuing Thor with that much more of the cosmic source of all things.
Clouds parted, and then tailed behind, bringing a premature darkness to Gotham. Thor spied an opera house below, and crashed through the roof, not caring what damage he might cause at this hour.
Dark energies swirled on the stage, and Thor dove into them, a man possessed by the need to see his brother, and bring him once more to justice.
That was when he saw the man there. Not Loki's best disguise, truly. Frail, unassuming, very much mortal in appearance. But Thor felt the truth beneath the facade. There was far more than a man standing there. And where not a man, truly a god stood. A god of lies, treachery and many faces.
"Loki! Thou hast erred in revealing thyself so blatantly! I have you now, brother!" Thor launched into an attack, Mjolnir spinning wildly before his arm swung it with untold strength.