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fool.exe orsoemthing

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virus (vanny) sona based off that one post by @honeynutios

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explodes

liineeart

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. || for Laura

Loki glanced down at himself where his armor was staining red. “So it seems.” He remarked, a bite of strain in his voice. The otherwise casual disregard with which he addressed his wound was somewhat concerning, but he would have insisted he had enough blood to spare. A delay in addressing the wound would do him no permanent harm, and he could not sacrifice the time.

“My apologies, but I must forgo pleasantries at the moment. We have received word of some of the Titan’s forces moving in this direction. We are evacuating the compound.”

He placed a hand over the severed fabric and blossoming crimson on his side, “I came to ensure you and your children were safely evacuated.”

It struck him that this was some strange, if more desperate, echo of what their lives used to be, when the avengers had been torn asunder by the ‘Accords’. Since the ‘Infinity War’ (as the Midgardian media insisted on titling it, as if it had ever been anything more than a doomed rebellion against the inevitable) had begun they had seen very little of each other. Loki had kept a respectful distance after Barton was back in circulation, less out of any inherent desire to avoid addressing his association with Laura, and more out of an recognition that in light of the circumstances, it was not important. Barton was needed in the fight, not distracted by further hatred. Loki had no longer been needed.

But the state of the Midgardian realm was growing more dire, and his initial decision to avoid a potential confrontation between Barton and himself had become trivial.