The fine line between good and bad is always blurred.
Living the life of a fugitive for over a decade, Adeline is approached about a job prospect. The mission is simple; recover the Tesseract.
Little did she know at the time, but that one decision...
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"One. One more week and then we can claim someone killed you in your sleep and I get to remain the bachelor of the Grandmasters-"
"One more week with you and I'm going to kill myself."
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I'm defiantly not on Earth anymore.
That much is abundantly clear when I peel my eyes open, gazing around the room. It's clinical. The grey metal walls don't make it appear too homely with bright green sections through the metal walls. Shoving the silk sheet back I furrow my eyebrows at the silver dress I'm wearing. Rubbing the light material curiously between my thumb and finger, I warily mumble under my breath "What the hell?"
"Oh good, you're finally awake." Snapping my gaze up at the voice I recognise immediately I watch Loki float around the kitchen bench, flopping onto the uncomfortable looking sofa "Your snoring was making me regret bringing you up here."
Gazing around the lavish studio apartment, I point towards my body "Loki what the hell happened to my clothes?"
Waving me off, Loki sips at the liquid in his chalice style cup "I had to sell the story. Nobody would believe me otherwise with you dressed in those awful Midgard clothes."
Sliding out of the bed scrunching the white fabric by my side, I angrily walk over to Loki with a narrowed gaze "Loki what the hell did you do?"
"Relax", Loki nonchalantly motions behind him "Pour a drink. You'll feel better-AHH!"
Grabbing the finger Loki is jerking around in my face I give his hand a hard twist, Loki's arm bending at an awkward angle as he tries to stop me from breaking it. "You keep waving that hand in my face it's going to become detached from your body. God. Or. Not."
"Understood", Loki quickly responds. Holding his arm for a moment longer to ingrain my point I reluctantly release it, Loki defensively leaping up and away from me. Rubbing his wrist, Loki's eyes fall back on me "You should be more grateful considering I saved your life a day ago."
"You mean when you slammed me out of the Bifrost?" I correct Loki.
"It was an unfortunate accident", Loki corrects me sipping from his chalice. Shaking my head I walk towards an open space, giving a flick of my wrist to open up a portal. Watching the navy mist roll around and expand I hear Loki moving towards me "What are you doing?"
