Seventy years; give or take, had past since Kyraila's time at the SSR. She worked hard as an agent, and was loved by her piers. As well as Agent Peggy Carter; the one and only. Both were thick as thieves, and stormed the world together. Defeating ba...
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We made it back to the Helicarrier in one piece, Loki of course was recaptured, but something about this didn't sit well with me. He could have gotten away while Thor was busy, so why didn't he? It was a puzzling question that may or may not be answered.
Loki was escorted from the bridge to the detention centre on the ship, where he will find his cage to be cosy, and simply unbreakable. I gathered around the large table at the top end of the bridge, standing closest to Natasha as Steve was sitting opposite us. Bruce stood at the top. Thor was opposite the table, his back turned away, not wanting to watch the interaction that was going on. But his posture gave off a look as if he was thinking to himself. Even from here, his biceps bulged with his crossed arms. You couldn't help yourself but just to look at him, any woman would swoon at the sight.
I cross my own arms over my chest plate, feeling the cool-metal touch my skin, bringing my focus back to the matter at hand. My eyes glazed over the flat table - which was alive with the security feed from the detention centre.
"In case it's unclear," Fury's voice came into play, showing him walking towards a console panel, and he began to type on the keys. "If you try to escape... If you so much as scratch that glass," Fury touched the screen, allowing the entry to the bottom of Loki's cell to open, creating a vacuum of air to enter. Even through the live feed, I could hear the whooshing sound of air. "Thirty-thousand feet, straight down in a steel trap. You get how that works?" Fury was being coy, and tried to mock the 'God'. With a few more taps on the screen, the trap closes shut, sealing the vacuum of air off, stopping the whooshing noise. "Ant, boot," he moved his hands between Loki, indicating he was the ant, and the panel, and Fury's control over it was the boot. Loki only chuckles at the threat Fury was making, thinking it was empty and he wouldn't fore fill his end.
"It's an impressive cage," Loki began, being as smug as he could within the confines of the cage. "Not built, I think, for me," You could just slap the smug look right off his face.
"Built for something a lot stronger than you,"
"Oh, I've heard," with the words that left his mouth, Loki turned to face the camera, staring straight into it. "A mindless beast, Makes play he's still a man," Loki announces, making Natasha raise her head up from the feed, to look on over to Bruce - who only stares back at her. "How desperate are you, that you call on such lost creatures to defend you?" Loki was just trying to mess with us, trying to tare us down, but his mind games wouldn't work with me.
"How desperate am I? You threaten my world with war. You steal a force you can't hope to control . You talk about peace, and you kill because it's fun," This was Nick's serious voice, you could tell. "You have made me very desperate. You might not be glad that you did," Fury was all for threatening Loki, and it was quite enjoyable to see a mortal face with a so-called 'God'. Loki lets out a 'ooh' sound, which makes me wanna punch him some more.
