Strike one
Loki tried his best to keep calm despite the fact that he wanted to punch the arrogant and unruly man in front of him.
"You jarheads shouldn't be hanging out here in the first place," commented Scott, grabbing a beer bottle from the bar counter and drinking from it. "Don't you have some terrorists to catch or something?"
Strike two
Another nerve was struck. He clenched his fists, trying to calm himself upon hearing another insult from the man in front of him. No need to worry, he was still in control.
"Let's go guys," proclaimed the rude man, turning to his companions. "Let's leave chubby here with his bitch and group of pussies."
Strike Three
Loki's eyebrows were knitted together in disbelief of what he had just heard—did
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Despite the damage he received, he seemed cool about the situation.
I hand the bartender a card and shook the hands of the police officers. I slowly made my way back to my companions. Everyone's head looked up at me and waited for her to reveal their fate.
"Guys, good news and bad news," I stated, placing my hands on my hips. "The good news is, after talking with some of our good friends they decided not to book us cells in their police station." The soldiers sighed in relief while the others cheered upon hearing their captain's statement. "The bad news is, I don't think we will be partying for a while outside of the base and I have to explain to the bosses why the B.S.A.A. will be paying for the repairs of some bar."
I let out a chuckle and smiled at my men. "I say let's all go home." Everyone stood up and made their way back to their vehicles.
Parker walked towards his men and explained to them that they will be riding back to the base with him. The male agent also saw how bad Loki looked. After a while, Parker returned to me after his talk with his
“Gather up everybody, and tell them to meet us at the base. I am going to go grab a quick cup of coffee. Do you want a glass?”
We made our goodbyes and I race to the precinct. Not to my surprise Sanjay was still there.
“Well, look what I have here, some stupid, little, Choctaw boys.” I taunted right back, with
Over the next two weeks, we planned how to tell the others about Loki and me. It was going well but Thor was not so sure, what would happen. He’s just as anxious as I was about telling knew that they would be mad with him keeping this secret. They had to understand why he didn't tell them.
Nodding in reply we start walking out of the house, quickly picking up Crookshanks. "We're taking my truck. Mom and Dad left, Matt took Yogi, and I'm left with you, Kyle, and Alex."
Once I arrived to the mansion, I was greeted by the other policemen and the other local detectives. I walked into the
“Well, good for them,” I snarled. “How far is my car from the side exit?”
I have been continuing with the word scavenger hunt and it appears to be successful with the clients. Each week I have been finding more and more of them joining in. Even the ones that wish not to participate at first will join in once it starts. The secret sentences get slightly longer each week to accommodate the growing number of participants. I usually feel a slight anxiety before I start the game, wondering if it would be successful, but now after five tries, I have no doubt in its success.
The waiter approached. Loki had, as he often did when he and the Avengers ventured out in public, cast an illusion so that they wouldn’t be recognized, but the restaurant was expensive enough that their server acted as if he knew they were a superhero and a prince.
Two things could have happened, I could have insulted the person from how furious I was and maybe end up with a tremendous problem, or just keep on my way and block out what had just occurred, My choice was to block out the situation because getting to school was more important to me then to fight with a stranger that could have threatened my life. There are many roads one can take in life and one must know which the best outcome is for oneself. You get home, you have bills, and homework or family drama stressing you out, and why does any of this bother you? At the end of the day aren't you content with the way your life
This was a suicide mission; you knew that. Going up against a god with millenia of experience, unequipped, would be the last thing you ever did. You also knew that you had to stop Loki, whatever he was doing. He couldn't get as close as he did in New York, not this time. If they got there before you did, though… That would be another story.
Tomorrow should be good though tomorrow will be better I assure myself. We get harrassingly woken up and we come right out the gate running like race horses at the Kentucky Derby. I am holding a pretty good spot at third I mean there are 18 of us so third is pretty good but I wish I knew where I knew where we were running too. The Sgt pulls along side us in a Jeep telling us how fast and strong we need to be for war. Yelling about all the people who just couldn’t make it and payed for it with their lives we continued on throughout the week It was the final drill, that is when we heard the Planes after that we couldn’t hear
Thor looked away for a long moment before almost sheepishly glancing back at Loki. “They claim you are only helping me again so you can be my chief advisor when father steps down.”
The convict 's answer was a smile. "Let 's get the place open before the trucks get here".
Tony hadn’t found a way to monitor Loki´s entrances yet, but he could pinpoint them from the appearances of the roses, so talking as if he was listening was Thor´s only plan, he had to talk to Loki once more.