17~JAMES-Just Like Old Times

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A/N: I'm gonna try to describe their attire to the best of my ability. For the guys think of Thor's attire in "Thor the Dark World." I have a specific dress for Petra (lol) because I enjoy finding pictures of ridiculously intricate gowns for my characters to wear) and Katherine McNamara has been cast as Petra, but Petra has blue eyes! *Chapter partly inspired by "Thor: Tales of Asgard".

Asgardian clothes take some getting used to. When your normal attire is a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt an outfit that has like six layers is a struggle. I think the attendent who showed me to my room had to fight the urge to burst out laughing at me as I battled with the grey fabric. I on the other hand, had no problem laughing at myself and now that I have the garment on feel somewhat at ease. Along the way to the dining room I spot Francis exiting from another room.

Francis approaches me with a cloak of his own. He seems used to it and he doesn't have any kind of guide around him.Well he did live here for a while... While my cloak is a dark, dull grey Francis's is a navy blue that provides a stark contrast to his white hair.

"Hey man. How you doing?" He asks as he walks besides me.

"Pretty good. The outfit is quite an adjustment though."

"You're telling me? I woke up out of surgery in some kind of white robe and by then they had already destroyed my clothes, so I've had to deal with these things for two months. What I would give for a pair of jeans and a t-shirt."

The servant gives me a nod and starts to head in the opposite direction. Francis must be able to direct me to the chamber.

"You know where we are going right?"

"Of course, I know exactly where the food is." Francis answers sincerely.

My stomach rumbles quietly and I find myself curious to what kind of food they have. Francis interrupts my thoughts with a question of his own.

"So who is the girl?"

Of course he would want to know who is accompanying us on our mission.

"Petra Murdo-"

"Wait a minute...I thought her name was Allison..."

Right...It is so hard to remember that he hasn't been with us all this time... Francis is one of those friends that you could be separated from for a few years, but as soon as you meet again it is like things have never changed. Just like old times...Even though we were arguing just hours it is just a thing of the past...

"Its an alias. She is an operative of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"So she's just a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent?"

"No," I say firmly, "-she's Petra Murdock, the daughter of Daredevil and Elektra."

Francis stops in his tracks.

"What? So that's what Doom meant when he talked about her father....She's another next gen superhero. Does she have any powers or abilities?"

I shake my head. No powers, but she must have a serious set of skills....

"No. She says that she is 100% human."

Francis gets even more excited than he already is.

"ANOTHER HUMAN? Finally!" he exclaims aloud.

"You'll like her..." I say with my voice trailing off.

At least I hope so....We need all the help we can get...

I hear Petra before I even see her. Her loud boisterous voice drifts down the halls as she chats with someone who I presume is Azari.

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