[Loki passes through the banquet hall on his way through the Hold, paying little attention to the gathered Transports. His mind is still with the Golden Horde, watching the battle rage through the eyes of a magpie. Something had gone wrong in the past, he is sure of that. And now there are monsters outside.
So, then, whatever the Initiative is doing, it works, at least on some level. Actions done in the past are indeed changing the present. What an interesting game....
He pauses as he reaches for the door and looks down at his black nails as a deep feeling of foreboding passes over him. Without turning, he knows that another Asgardian has come here.
Quickly, he tries to make his way out of the room before anyone sees him who might want to make his life more difficult.]
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So, then, whatever the Initiative is doing, it works, at least on some level. Actions done in the past are indeed changing the present. What an interesting game....
He pauses as he reaches for the door and looks down at his black nails as a deep feeling of foreboding passes over him. Without turning, he knows that another Asgardian has come here.
Quickly, he tries to make his way out of the room before anyone sees him who might want to make his life more difficult.]