@mischieftomake continued from here
Everything his counterpart suggested felt right somehow. What was he missing? Why was he missing it? These as well as the question the other Loki was wondering were all important ones.
Quite suddenly the image of a woman opened up on his screen. She was wearing a brown TVA uniform and looked rather annoyed.
"There you are. Sir, excuse me, but since you're showing up back on the timelines, you fancy getting your ass over here to help? We have agents being taken out all over the place and we're not even the bad guys anymore. Branches are under threat."
"Branches?"
"Of the Tree? Sir, are you drunk?"
Loki frowned. "Not anymore. Sorry, what has this got to do with me?"
"Are you messing with me right now?"
Another voice piped up in the background, a feminine Southern American drawl. "Uh, about that Miss B-15..."
Loki looked to his double in confusion, as tempted to end the call as he was to keep listening.
