go_mischief (go_mischief) wrote in newalliance, @ 2015-06-03 12:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | loki, rose wilson |
Who: Loki and Rose
Where: new York Titans Hideout
When: 6/3/15 after this
What: Loki needs help. Thankfully, Rose doesn't hate him nearly as much as she should.
Rating: PG-13 - Rose 'tude and fighting.
Loki had been running around the city for a long time. Too long, it felt. It was almost dawn, but he didn’t think the sunrise would give him much respite. He had dodged the wraith narrowly and fled into the subway, then headed for the teen hideout.
It was a shame he had to break the window again, leaping in through shattered glass and sitting immediately on the floor among the shards, chalk out and making a circle around himself. He was panting the entire time, trying to catch his breath.
“This won’t stop it from finding you,” Ikol noted.
“I know. It’s touched me. It really can find me just about anywhere I go now. But it will give me a breather.” He touched his chest, which still felt bruised and raw from where the demon had swiped him. Then he sat in his hastily drawn circle, pulling out his phone.
He made two calls. The first was to a confused Wanda. His immediate inquiry was whether Vision and Eira were with her. Vision wasn’t. Eira was. He immediately said a hasty good bye and hung up. The next was to Donald Blake’s phone. There was no answer. He frowned, called the clinic, feeling the seconds tick by anxiously. “He’s in an emergency surgery with a patient,” he was finally told.
“For how long?” he asked, knowing he sounded panicked. But the woman couldn’t say. It’d be some hours, though. Loki left her a cryptic message to give to him when she could and hung up. Then sat and stared out.
“Well, this is bad.” Ikol was on the floor, looking up at him while Loki in turn looked worriedly to the ceiling. “It’s going to find thee, even here. The barrier that makes this place not-so-noticeable won’t stave it off since it has a taste for thee already. Thou hast no more magic to use that will not result in thy passing out. Thy champions are out of reach or occupied.”
“So it seems. I will have to bother Wanda, I think,” Loki said with a sigh. “There will be trouble. I’m going to be grounded again.”
“Can she fight something that likes to be invisible?”
Loki wrung his hands in his hair, chin resting on his knees now. “Right. It’s hard enough to run from it when it disappears. How is someone to fight it?”
“It should have been left alone.”
“Wasn’t an option. Quiet, Ikol.” Ikol fell quiet while Loki closed his eyes, chin still in his knees, hand in his hair and thinking rapidly to himself.
Then Ikol warbled quietly, trying to get his attention, then warbled again. Loki’s eye peeked open. “There seems to be a third option” Ikol noted, wing directing across the room.
“Oh.” Loki stared at Rose. “Hello there.” A pause. “Might I incur a debt with you?”