(NOT JUST A LOKI STORY - this story is about many marvel characters with Esther Mason and Loki Laufeyson as the main characters - and also includes a Steve Rogers romance side story with... well you'll have to see :))))
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Once upon a time, there was...
He doesn't feel as deeply as I do about this situation. He never really does. I'm not sure if his constantly jesting attitude is a façade or if he has learned over the thousands of years of living to not give a shit. But either way he isn't as scared as I am.
His expression turns serious when he sees my own... Then he puts a finger to my chin, lifting it so that I can look in his eyes. "You're going to make it out of this, Esther... I know that."
My eyes glance to the left, averting his as I shake my head slightly. "Maybe I am maybe I'm not... but I'm going to kill that blue bitch if it's the last thing I do," I say through clenched teeth.
"Now you sound more like you," he says with slight humor.
"Who did I sound like before?"
He gives me a look that says "good point" before winking at me, a smirk on his lips.
"Well I'm glad you're treating this all as a joke," I say and push past him.
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"Esther, I'm only teasing..." he says reasonably.
I stop what I'm doing and sigh. I know he's just trying to be positive. And maybe that's the right approach at a time like this instead of trembling fear and doubt. "I know..."
"I believe in you and I. We have made it through hell and that won't stop now."
I nod, taking a marker and drawing a small cross on my wrist before I put on my gloves. "You're right..." I look at him. "It won't."
"Let's win this war," he says just as confidently as I speak.
I nod and head over to grab my last item; the happy bomb. I call it that because I painted a yellow smiley face on it. I clip it into the center of my back and let it lock into place securely. The button for it is on my right side hip pocket, ready to use when I need it.
I look around at my team.
Pietro has on his new suit and he holds his hand at the level of his eye, clicking the button that lets the blades appear, his brow set as he looks it over.
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