Loki did a terrible slash upon the internet. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lie_smith) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} snapthread, |
Quaint, Loki thought. Buckets and wells over running water on taps. It didn't seem like the kind of life that Kate Bishop would want. She was a modern sort of girl in a relatively modern world. Or, as modern as Midgard could ever be.
Although, he supposed as he looked around a little more, this wasn't Midgard. Even if it resembled it.
"And yet here I am," Loki said, spreading his fingers wide in front of him, nails black as ever. "There was no doubt we'd cross paths again at some point." At least, he didn't think so. They'd had some great adventures. And more realistically, it was impossible not to end up near an Avenger or ten wherever he was. They multiplied like rabbits. Hell, he even sort of counted as one some days. "Midgardian New Year doesn't really mean much to an Asgardian," he said, although that was not the reason he had not joined back then. He had been well aware their adventures were coming to an end, and had not been willing to celebrate the end of something he hadn't fully wanted to end.
Anyway, he had just duped them all for his own purposes. That sat heavy on some people, or so he'd heard.
"Where is here?" he decided on, because the past was the past now, and it was simply a story now instead of a reality. He did not care to tell it again.