𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 ━ loki laufeyson

11│SNAKES ON A TRAIN

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❛ ᴇᴡᴛʀᴛᴡ​​​​​​​​​​. ❜ ° . ༄
- ͙۪۪˚   ▎❛ 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 ❜   ▎˚ ͙۪۪̥◌
»»————- ꒰ sɴᴀᴋᴇs ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀɪɴ ꒱


❝ NOT A GREAT PLAN ❞

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Lamentis was made up of mostly barren, purple rock with little in the way of civilization. It made sense, really, since most of the inhabitants were trying to get off the planet or were dead. Abandoned structures littered the cratered surface and the only three people within miles were trying their best to avoid the falling rock.

"So, what's the plan?" Loki asked.

"There's a town near here and can you shut up? At least the mortal knows when to be quiet. Just because I have to work with you doesn't mean I wanna hear your voice."

"Alright well. . . slow down, Variant."

"What part of imminent death confuses you?" the blonde woman asked. "And don't call me 'Variant.'"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not calling some faded photocopy of me 'Loki.'"

"Good, 'cause that's not who I am anymore. I'm Sylvie now."

"You changed your name, brilliant," the Asgardian grumbled.

"It's called an alias," she retorted.

"It's not very Loki-like."

"Yeah? What exactly makes a Loki a Loki?"

"Independence, authority, style."

"I think you mean arrogance, egotism, flamboyance," Jimin corrected him, earning an irritated glare.

Sylvie ignored her. "So, naturally you went to work for the boring, oppressive time police."

"I don't work for them, I'm a consultant."

"You don't know what you want."

"Oh yeah? What about you?" Loki asked. "Your years-in-the-making plan was to tear the place down, create the ultimate power vacuum and then just walk away. I'd never have done that."

The Lokis paused as the blonde turned to face him. "Yeah? Well, I'm not you."

"Thank God for that," Jimin murmured.

"You're welcome," Loki said, though his tone held offense.

"Can we get on with this now?" Sylvie asked, annoyed.

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"Looks like everyone already got the hell out of here," Jimin observed as they arrived at what was now a ghost town.

"If they did, it was all in vain," the woman replied.

"How long do we have?"

"Twelve hours or so. Things down here are only gonna get worse. More meteors, gravity quakes and, of course, the collapse of society in the face of annihilation," Sylvie answered.

"Could that charge the TemPad?" Loki wondered, gesturing to a glowing purple sign.

"Maybe," she allowed, walking up to it as she began to fiddle with some of the wires. "I'm just checking the coupling, making sure it can connect."

"Right," the god said skeptically.

"Okay, hand it over," the blonde held out her hand.

The Asian woman's eyes narrowed at the movement, her suspicion returning as she studied the other woman's face. "Don't give it to her. She's lying."