by gotta.blast » Tue Mar 24, 2015 10:54 pm
((Oh gosh I wonder who would win XD))
When Hiccup mentioned the two being worlds apart, Pietro shrugged. "I don't know, because you are a Viking. Norse, I presume? One of my, erm, co-workers, is Thor, God of Thunder. Son of Odin, Brother of Loki, hailing from Asgard. Ring a bell?" The Maximoff twin asked, remembering how when they all went to Asgard, Odin gave the Avengers a back story on Asgard and such, leading up to present day events. Pietro and Wanda had been behind on the Infinity Stone things, knowing that now there were four known gems. The mind gem, in Loki's staff. He stole that back from Hydra. The space gem, the tesseract. The reality gem, the aether. Pietro forgot what the one the Guardians of the Galaxy got, but he remembered it being purple, and the raccoon describing what happened when somebody touched it. Turning towards Barry, he dipped his head in greeting. "So Barry Allen, where do you happen to come from?"
"Even better! Nick trusts nobody. He literally faked his own death because he lost trust in everybody at 'S.H.I.E.L.D.', besides The Black Widow, Captain America, Falcon, Agent 13, Agent Hill, and Agent Coulson," even though his name was out, Clint could always use his team member's codenames, "He would just tell all lies and send it off to the council. I mean there would probably be some curses, as he hates half of the decisions they make, even if he were lying." He remembered when Director Fury told the council he knew of the decision, but considering it was a stupid ass decision, he elected to ignore it. Just incase, noticing Katniss resisting to pull out her bow, Clint pulled out Natasha's gun at Oliver's words. It had the red logo of hers on the side. "If we can be sure of this-" he looked it over, wondering how many bullets were inside of it, "put all of your weapons on the ground!" Pfft, like Clint could aim a gun as well as a bow. He could shoot a bow, and throw Cap's shield properly, but liked machine guns better than handguns if necessary.
Loki knew he had won that round, even though but a small victory over this guy. "Different universes, you say?" He asked, thinking of possibilities for getting armies, ruling places, and all that fun stuff a revenge wanting brother of Thor would think of doing. When Gabriel finished his backstory, Laufeyson shook his head. "Oh what a tragic little backstory," he spoke mockingly, not really wanting to compete on that. Compared to his, it was a bit better, not living inside his brother's shadow, or shadows in his case. "So then, since you know about this multiple universe thing, where are we?" The Asgardian God of mischief started asking his questions that he had saved for later.
Helga was about to say something, as the sun was setting. The jungle around them was already getting dark, due to the dense tree line. Although, the last light of the fading sun glittered through some open spots in the tree tops. From what she could see of the sky, it was a pretty orange, pink, and yellow. "You've been talking about crashing in Switzerland on the alps and surviving? Here's to see if you can stick it out. Where are we going to go as its getting dark?!" Sinclair asked, thinking of the trees. At least that would be more comfortable than the ground, like she had to do in the dirt back when as a prank, somebody stole they're sleeping bags at base camp. Helga had been ready to kill Mole, since he made a freaking fort out of the sleeping bags, as they found out in the morning.
((Thanks! After school I'm going to put up the first chapter c:))