"You're very pretty for a Loki."
"My name's Sylvie."
"Oh."
Hestia, sister of Mobius and agent at the TVA, thought it would be a normal day at work like always and wanted to hide herself behind her little desk.
But when a variant starts to kill multu...
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"So, what's the plan?" Loki asked, trying to keep up the walking pace of the Variant and Hestia. "There's a town near here. And you can shut up? Just because I have to work with you doesn't mean I want to hear your voice."
"All right, well... Slow down, Variant." "What part of imminent death confuses you? And don't call me 'Variant'." She spoke while Loki had now reached the two and was walking with them.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not calling some faded photocopy of me 'Loki'."
"I think that you're very pretty for a Loki." Hestia spoke up, directing to the Variant.
"My name's Sylvie."
"Oh."
"You changed your name. Brilliant." "It's called an alias." "It's not very Loki-like."
"Yeah? What exactly makes a Loki a Loki?" She asked, the annoyance in her tone clear.
"Independence, authority, style." "So, naturally you went to work for the boring, opressive time police."
"I don't work for them. I'm a consultant."
"Well, and I will probably get fired after all this, so I don't think I work for them either, not anymore." Hestia spoke up, trying to be clear about the fact that she wasn't on the TVA's side.
"You don't know what you want." She directed to Loki. "Oh, yeah? What about you? Your years-in-the-making plan was to tear the place down, create the ultimate power vacuum, and then just walk away." Sylvie just shrugged while Loki stopped walking.
"I'd never have done that." "Yeah? Well, I'm not you. Can we get on with this now?"
~~~
The three stepped into a little and destroyed village, looking around. "It looks like everyone has already fled." Loki mumbled.
"If they did, it was in vain."
"How long do we have?" he asked. "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."
They walked a bit further until reaching a small house, on which a little glowing sign hung. "Could that charge the TemPad?" "Of course no-" "Maybe." Sylvie spoke before the agent could end her sentence, ran to the sign and checked it out, then turned around to the other two.
"I'm just checking the coupling. Making sure it can connect." "Right." "Okay, hand it over."
Loki snickered and Hestia stood there with crossed arms and a raised eyebrow. "Pitiful. I'm not giving it to you. You're gonna have to try harder than that." She turned around again and walked back to them down the stairs.
