Re: carol/Thor/loki, downtown.
[Thor gave him a look that said yes while the word never slipped past his lips. While the fall might not have killed Loki, Thor wasn't going to chance his injuries, not when they needed every warrior they had available. He didn't duck as the other skiff, now aimless, flew past them, the pilot dead at the controls.
And once he was sure that his brother would not fall, he let go and slid around, feet cracking the rest of the windshield as he entered the cock pit. One Marauder went down with a well placed elbow to the nose, the other one managed to slide past and almost make it to the door that separated the front from the rear of the ship. A well placed throw of Mjolnir had the alien crashing into the door and slumping to the floor before the hammer smacked back into his palm.
The one slumped in the seat was hauled up and thrown out of the window Thor entered from.
Most ships had the same controls. And he started with pressing the buttons -- all of them, just pokes of his fingers until they became smacks of his palms as he tried to land the craft.] Loki -- [He started, in that rising tone that meant something was not going right.]