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HOOKED ON A FEEEEELIN’

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“and let me guess what was the cause of this change of heart.” the titan canted his great head, piercing her with a ruthlessly scrutinising gaze, taut skin raising over the arches of his bare brows. “love? your friends?” his baritone was light and mildly accusatory, for he saw a fallible weakness in her he’d hoped had been snuffed out with the harsh training he’d submitted her to; but her nature could not be fooled after all. as much as he treasured her, he saw her conviction in his grand plan had been shaken: she no longer was the same daughter he raised. 

Loki slowly sat up from his place where he was leaned against one of the dying trees. There weren’t many here until now, when the influx of souls began seeping in. So that was it then. Thanos actually won, wiping out half of the universe. And yet here was still hope, even if a bit.All these souls, they all could be saved, his included. They were neither in Hel nor Valhalla, but the Soul realm, something Loki thought to be just a myth for so long.

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Whatever that madman had planned, Loki desired no part in it. He’d pieced together some, from what he’d overheard whilst all thought the actions of an illusion to be his own. It had been a trick in itself to maintain, for he was still weak and only just regaining his powers, or rather his control, but he’d heard enough to know that anyone planning such a massacre could not be trusted to keep his end of any pact. And that weapon he would have him wield ‘once he was known to be true to the cause’, Loki had felt it in his mind, rearranging his thoughts already scattered by a blow to the head only now healing. No, better to take his leave. What a thing it would be, after having been cast aside by his family, thrown out into the void to die, to return with such a warning. Thor would not be able to claim that glory.

With an illusion over him to hide him from the view of any who would question his movements, Loki slipped through the ship’s halls towards where, upon being brought here, he’d made note of his means of escape. Staying to the shadows even as the illusion hid him from view, he turned into what he assumed to be a docking bay of sorts, prying off the control panel to expose the tangle of wires behind and breathing a sigh of relief when no alarm was sounded. Machines were easier to lie to than people. The door opened with a gasp of air and, after glancing over his shoulder, he hurried inside. And skidded to a halt as he found a weapon aimed at his face.

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“What are you doin’ up here?” Rocket asked, he was chilling in the cockpit area making sure the ship didn’t hit any asteroids as they meandered through space while looking for new work.  

“what the hell-” wide-eyed and confused, tony look from the raccoon and then to the woman standing beside him. as if he didn’t already have enough to worry about with peter tagging along despite him telling him not to, tony now was now looking at two strangers who were clearly not from earth. he’d worked that out when the raccoon had threatened him. 

gtfo loki I no longer like you ;)

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