“Darcy!” Thor’s voice whisked through the air as he almost forced the door to her room open. He opened his mouth to communicate her that they really need to run now and that Loki is nowhere to be found, but he’ll surely manage to find a way out, when he suddenly saw his brother and the Midgardian standing in the middle of the room, evidently interrupted in the middle of a conversation.
“What happened to your hair?” Asked Thor looking at his brother’s hairstyle, which was usually the most perfect and sleek of all the other people present in any room, but now looked just like the god freshly woke up.
Loki looked at him feeling as embarrassment is raising in him, but doing his best not to show it and saying instead.
“I could ask you the same thing.” He commented with sass. “Just a few hours before you looked normal.”
Thor frowned dangerously delicately patting his shaved almost bald hair. His face was expressing so much pain and anger, that Loki didn’t even want to mock him anymore.
“Come on guys, what are you waiting for?!” Just then Valkyrie shouted from behind Thor’s back glancing into the chamber bypassing it and continuing without waiting on anyone. “I’m going to get us a little help, come on Bruce!”
And with that words she and the scientist ran in their own direction leaving Loki, Thor and Darcy alone.
The Midgardian and the god of mischief glanced at each other and stormed out of the room as well, following the god of thunder in their way to the lift.
“I have no idea why did anyone go to us.” Thor started to explain, missing the meaningful glance threw to Darcy by Loki. “They didn’t, not a one time before, during all the time I was here.”
The three of them turned over the conner mixing with the crowd that gathered there or whatever reason.
Darcy quickly found Loki’s hand in order not to lose him among this mob.
They all started to push their way through the people, who evidently tried to get to see something or perhaps sign on something.
“Should I tell Thor?” Asked Darcy the god of mischief, when she thought the other Asgardian couldn’t hear her.
Loki shrugged squeezing her hand slightly in sort of comforting gesture.
“Not unless it’ll be necessary.” He whispered back as they finally pushed their way through the crowd and had to run a few steps in order to caught up to Thor, who was now already pressing the button of the lift.
“Nothing is happening.” Commented the older of brothers, when the button didn’t light up and the mechanism inside didn’t move even a little bit.
Darcy leaned forward to see what’s the deal, but just then they all heard it instead.
“All elevators have been blocked on the time being. If you want to go to another floor, please use the stairs.”
“Shit.” Sweared Loki making Thor glance at him over his shoulder. It was not sure if he saw his hand connected with Darcy’s palm but that was not what he focused on at the moment.
“What, you don’t want to get tired?” The god of thunder mocked, making his brother roll his eyes. “We just need to go to stairs.”
“Yeah, like we knew where are they.” Commented Darcy peeking over her shoulder herself, to check if no guards are following them.
Luckily she saw no one suspicious so she turned back, just to see Thor frowning with confusion.
“You’ve been here for over two months and you don’t know where the stairs are?” He looked like he was going to turn all green and smashy himself in any moment.
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All the ways lead to Sakaar
Fanfic"Is that usual in here?" Asked Loki ironically. "You know people falling from the sky?" Darcy laughed quietly on the allusion, but the Grandmaster took it more seriously and answered with a frown. "We have seasons." Which means what would happen if...
