Mockingbird | Loki | 043

[counterterrorism]

[Bobbi is tired of being launched from one part of spacetime to another, that's all she's got to say to this situation.

Seriously, there's no reason for this nonsense. She's not being haunted by vengeful ghosts (who are seriously the epitome of the Nice Guy syndrome, what gives?) and she's not in any recent trouble. She's pretty sure, anyway.

So...why the sudden appearance in a heavily forested area? The sound of waves crashing makes her think island, but it's hard to believe they're on Earth when the sky is purple and the leaves on the trees are blue.

Seriously.

H u f f.]

What gives?

Comments

[hashtagging]

It looks like we should be very careful how we phrase things.

[ He urges the unicorn forward in the direction of the building. Might as well check it out now that it is here. Memorize the address on the front. You know. For Reasons. ]

Wonder if it is inhabited.

[counterterrorism]

[As they come closer, Mockingbird sighs.]

I would like my address to be unreadable to certain Norse gods of mischief and lies in my companionship.

[She's onto you, bucko--and lo and behold, all address features are gone. Heh.]

Let's hope not. I don't know what condition they would have been brought in.

[And with that ominous statement, she pushes open the door.]

[hashtagging]

[ The clever ones always make life so much more fun. He cheerfully dismounts, following her in as he announces to the air. ]

I would like the GPS coordinates to this place's equivalent Earth location programmed into my phone.

[counterterrorism]

[...clever. And annoying. She arches an eyebrow at him.]

I wonder if this world will take things away if we ask. Like that pretty little Starkfone of yours.

[hashtagging]

[ Loki gives her a level look -- and then smiles innocently. ]

And I would like my phone -- and myself -- to be unaffected by any wishes made by anyone other than myself.

[counterterrorism]

[...uh huh.]

Just a thought, kiddo. I'm not going to try anything quite so sketchy in a place like this. You never know how it'll take it.

[Andddd--walking through the corridors.

... hm. at the first door she reaches--

knock, knock, knock.]

[hashtagging]

Awww, such a superhero.

[ Despite his flippant words, he is wary as Mockingbird knocks on the door. Her knocks echo, but nothing answers. ]

Perhaps the world was listening to your hope about your neighbors.

[counterterrorism]

[She just flicks him an amused glance. If only he knew why she was off the Avengers team.

Not so Superhero.

But she just pauses at the silence, and then shrugs and kicks the door open easily. And she stares.]

...Looks like that's about as much as it was willing to give me.

[Beyond the door is just...white blankness.

Not even a room. Just--blank.]

[hashtagging]

...now that is interesting.

[ Loki reaches into the room, but there is no substance. Just nothing. ]

Had you ever seen the inside of this apartment?

[counterterrorism]

[And she just offers a shrug, vaguely eloquent.]

Never any need to. Which means that this place is recreating what we ask for from our own memories.

[hashtagging]

Means we could be nowhere but our own heads. One of us hallucinating...or we could be stuck in a communal dreamspace by something like the nightmares.

[ Huff. ]

How annoying.

[counterterrorism]

I definitely wouldn't be hallucinating you--which makes the second option seem more viable.

So "waking up" isn't a good enough solution, I suspect.

[hashtagging]

You wound me.

[ But he shrugs. ]

Most likely not. Definitely not if it's the Night Mares. They've got a truce with Asgardia, though, so I doubt they are looking for Thor to turn death metal again.

[counterterrorism]

...Well. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

[And she steps into the utterly white apartment.

.......and suddenly the apartment is gone, and there's just white, and it's extremely uncanny, and even Bobbi has to repress a shiver.

Her voice echoes.]

Ugh, not exactly what I wanted to happen. Still here, kid Loki?

[hashtagging]

I have to say, that was not the smartest move ever made.

[ But Loki is there, right near her shoulder. He is looking back the way they came. No door back into the strange dimension they had stepped out of. Just nothingness, all around.

He raises his voice, as if whatever is toying with them might have a harder time hearing them where they have wandered. ]

I would rather like a door out!

[counterterrorism]

Better than wandering the land of the hypercolors and wish fulfillment.

[yeah she's unnerved but not lacking in sass.

and in response to that, a door pops up. Just. A door. No wall--just the door.

She walks around it. Yep. Still just a door.]

...That sure is a door to somewhere. "Out", I suppose. Aren't you supposed to be the god that's good with words? "Out" isn't very descriptive.

[hashtagging]

We have already seen what asking to "go home" is like.

[ Loki's tone is dry, his lack of humor betraying how displeased with the situation he really is. ]

I doubt we have much choice at all where we are going, whatever we say.

[counterterrorism]

[...and she just sighs, rolling her eyes.]

The illusion of control--great, my least favorite villain trick.

[But without any further ado, she opens the door and steps on through.

Into New York.

...???

And then there's an alien, and it's pointing a gun at her, and she reacts automatically, flipping over its head, sweeping her pole out and smacking it once hard on the head, knocking it to the ground, unconscious.]

[hashtagging]

...then again, I guess I could have tried for "somewhere where nothing is trying to kill us."

[ Lesson learned. Loki carefully hops over the alien, careful not to get any extraterrestrial cooties on his boots. He shades his eyes and looks to the sky, which is full of, well, epic badness. ]

Looks like there is an invasion going on.

[ Huh. ]

[counterterrorism]

[She just arches an eyebrow at him, very much trying to be not amused but somewhat amused despite herself.

And sighs.]

You don't say.

[She glances around, frowning, and then points down the street--past a lot of aliens.]

Stark Tower should be this way. Even if Iron Man isn't there, it'll serve as a good vantage point.

[hashtagging]

[ Loki smiles at her -- and then the air around him shimmers until he is a perfect mockery of the alien Mockingbird had just knocked out. If Bobbi looks down, she will find herself similarly changed, peach skin turned grey. Loki waves his hand down the street. ]

Let us go mingle with our fellows, then.

[counterterrorism]

[She is admittedly surprised by this, having been prepared to have to fight for every inch of the way to their destination.

Instead...

Well, she just shrugs (a weird gesture on the alien) and loots the body of the other, taking his odd gun.]

I like this plan better. [That's about as close to "good job" as she's willing to give Loki.

AND ONWARDS DOWN THE STREET as the battle rages around them.]

[hashtagging]

[ He throws her a grin, which is downright creepy considering the face he is wearing at the moment, and strides on down the street, occasionally chatting the aliens they pass. ]

Nice shot! -- Oh, yes, rawr, weak Earthlings. Grr, argh, destroy. -- Fancy blaster belt you got there. Very slimming!

[counterterrorism]

[dear god loki you're going to blow their cover so badly--

Thankfully, the aliens seem more focused on causing as much destruction as possible than worrying about them. Judging by the occasional flash of armor she sees, she suspects the Avengers are, in fact, on it.

(She sees an arrow once too, but just sets her teeth and keeps walking. If this is an alternate universe Clint, they don't want to meet anyway.)

And finally, finally, they make it to Stark Tower. She sighs, uses her authorization code, and--]

Authorization code does not exist.

[.......]

Well, that's vaguely ominous.

[hashtagging]

[ Though Loki could quite possibly subvert even Tony's security system, he is no longer paying attention to Bobbi. He is looking up into the sky again, but this time his gaze is focused. ]

That jerk is wearing my helmet.

[ Which only gives him a terrible feeling about all of this. Damn it, how many universes did he have to end up in where he was doing stupid shit like killing everyone? ]