Lokius Week 2021

Day 5: Asgard/The Void

"LOKI, WAIT!" Mobius' voice had stopped him midway. The marigold colored time door hummed, tempting the trickster to follow The Variant. Who were they? And did she mean by "this isn't about you?" She's clearly trying to drag something out...

Loki turned to see Mobius, a face of uncertainty and desperation painted his features. B-15 (who was up and running; Loki was relieved) and D-89 had their pruning sticks ready. But Mobius didn't have one - he was running full speed, a hand reached out to the trickster desperately.

Loki reached open his hand out to Mobius, his magic summoning and pulling Mobius faster and closer to him till they both grabbed onto their forearms tightly. Mobius looked at Loki with refreshed revelations and aspirations, giving the trickster a nod, as Loki gave him a smile with a nod before they headed towards the door.

"Mobius!" B-15 yells.

"Don't worry - focus on C-20!" Mobius demands before he was pulled through.

The door opened on the other side to the TVA, much to Mobius and Loki's surprise. Guards were running frantic, some going through time doors with sticks at ready, others searching high and low.

"What's going on?" Loki mutters to himself.

"Let's get you geared up, come on." Mobius said as he nudges Loki towards the lockers. "C-20 said that she told the Variant where the Keepers are, that is most likely where we'll find him."

The analyst heads right to B-15's locker and struggles with the combination for a moment before Loki clears his throat.

"May I?" He offers.

Mobius backs up, and with a strong kick from Loki, the locker is dented, but hey- the lock was broken.

Mobius gave Loki a look. "Loki..."

"What, you know those combinations are difficult to punch in, and we don't have much time- the Variant is here." Loki justified.

"Felt like it was a bit more personal," Mobius said as he reached in to the locker and grabbed the two daggers before once again gifting Loki with them "Here, I'll grab a stick on the way."

"Thanks, truly." Loki smiled with a light blush on his cheek bones.

Mobius smiled before they ran off, following a path of bloodshed. Minute men were either slain or pruned, but the Variant was more than confident with their ability to slice through entire armies to get to a goal: it's a Loki aspect. Loki himself was guilty of that twice - trying to deny his heritage and trying to take over New York. Mobius reaches for one of his fallen co-workers baton and activates it, arming himself as he stands next to Loki, who had both fangs and ears at ready.

Finally, the duo came to the elevator where the Variant was: just at the elevator. Minute men pruned in a blink of an eye. The Variant was quite skilled, clearly she has been doing this for a while now and developed her own fighting style while on the run.

"Under the Time Variance Authority, you're hereby under arrest." Mobius declares.

Loki groans. "We really got to work on your announcement speeches, Mobes. That was painful to listen to."

"Yeah, even I agree." She says, equally as snarky as her twin.

"Quick question, are you sure you're a Loki?" Loki asks, brandishing his knife. "Let's be honest, I'd never considered dying my hair like Thor's - even if I am a woman."

The Variant rolls her colder green eyes. "You two are in my way. I can get you both a room if you'd like if it means you'd leave me to my business."