The Light that Shines Within

Papers and Arguments

I woke up the next night at ten, feeling rather refreshed and ready for the day ahead of me. Or, my version of the day, I should say. My cloak floated to me as soon as I woke up and I wrapped myself up in her folds, glad for the comfort it brought me. Then I made up my outfit for the day: Black-and-white skinny jeans and a with a long black tank. A pair of black converse on my feet and I was ready to go, seeing as I would be hanging around the Tower again today. (Hopefully...) I had a paper due, and on top of that, I just knew Steve would likely show up. I really didn't want to try and make an impression on him after our hanging out yesterday. There was the whole 'Museum date' thing to worry about...

... I'd have to worry about that later. 

After everything that happened this month, I just wanted to relax and enjoy one peaceful night at home. I left my room and all was quiet, finally. I could smell coffee wafting from the kitchen, and I knew either Clint or Steve had woken up earlier and made me my breakfast. I grabbed my laptop off my bed after doing my makeup and went downstairs to find Loki asleep on the couch, his alarm set to eleven tonight. 

Why? Was he trying to make himself nocturnal?

It was a nice gesture and all, with me being his only friend on this planet, but it really wasn't a good reason to make yourself a creature of the night. To miss the sunrise... and... most people? To be a member of the night was to be virtually alone. I would never, ever encourage someone to do that for me. It could get lonely, and really quiet. 

But I decided to let him try. 

At least he was making an effort to be nice. It just made an even bigger point of the fact that Loki was just as much a pawn in the scepter's game as Clint and Selvig were. That the Mind Stone really did have a mind of its own. Personally, I believed Loki deserved another trial, this time with a good lawyer. Someone who wouldn't be intimidated by Odin and his status, someone who wouldn't take no shit from him at all. But then again, Asgardians were most likely all fucking wusses when it came to their beloved king. After all, they called Loki a villain.

Maybe get his princely status reinstated. 

He clearly deserved better than the cards he was dealt in life, this exile he was under. Maybe after a while longer in observing and learning from him about his life and current behaviour, I could possibly take up his case? I mean, I did graduate from law school in one night. I'm very much like my playboy uncle in that sense. I could have graduated this college course all in one night but didn't because I wanted to do something at the normal pace of humans my age. 

Woah, girl! I scolded myself. You just got done fighting this guy a year ago! You have a paper to do, a life to live and I don't think Dad or Tony would like the sounds if you wanting to back up their enemy...  I sighed and nodded stupidly to myself. Got to focus on school first. 

Then Loki's case for innocence.

Taking my laptop in one hand, I headed out the door not before leaving Loki a note as to where I'd be tonight if he needed me. I would be staying in the kitchen if I could. That's where the java's at and plus, it had the best WiFi in the tower for some reason. Probably because my uncle would hide out in here whenever Pepper came looking for him after he did something wrong. I mean, would you check the kitchen for Tony Stark?

I got to the kitchen and sat my computer down at the table, heading right towards the coffee maker and that amazing aroma it always makes. Looked like someone left me a note. I picked it up and instantly recognized the neat handwriting as Steve's.

Dear Cass, 

I felt like you needed this for your morning. Thank you for last night and I'm glad you took the time to spend it with me. I'm sorry if I'm not awake to see how you look right now. I hope this helps set your day off right,  Yours,