Loki was borderline terrifying with his manic energy, controlled chaos just one tiny push away from exploding. At least now, most of it was directed outwards and not at her, so she was able to let down her guard a little bit and pay close attention.
Surprise flickered across her face. What sounded at first to be nothing more than a severe case of sibling rivalry had culminated in an almost unbelievable basket of what the fuck. Sure, she’d only known Thor for a matter of days, but it was nigh impossible to imagine him retaliating to such an extreme.
And yet, Loki had attempted to kill him. How much did Darcy really know about Thor, or any Asgardians? Come to think of it, though Thor had mentioned being banished from Asgard, he’d never gone into detail as to the specifics of his punishment, at least not where she could hear. Had he confided in Jane? How much more was there to this story? What was Loki holding back?
And what in the world gave her the impression he was hiding anything from her?
Well, aside from the fact that he’d lied through his teeth the entire time he’d been with them, so smoothly that he had successfully duped both of the women. He very well could have invented this story on the spot and she would be none the wiser.
“So you’re saying Thor thinks he killed you.” That, at least, made Loki’s desire for secrecy understandable. Should Thor discover that he had failed, he might make additional attempts on his life. As much as Thor seemed to care about collateral damage, Darcy did not want her safety or Jane’s to rely on that assumption. “But surely someone is looking for you, someone is mourning…”
Loki seemed the type to prefer solitude to socialization, but she could not imagine that every single person in Asgard hated him. Darcy found him enjoyable to be around, and as far as she could tell, Jane liked him well enough.
“What aren’t you telling me?”
She couldn’t shake her suspicion, not when there were still so many holes in his story. Not when her trust had been breached.
“And can you please stop pacing? You’re making me nervous. If you punch holes in the walls, we will lose our security deposit.”
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Surprise flickered across her face. What sounded at first to be nothing more than a severe case of sibling rivalry had culminated in an almost unbelievable basket of what the fuck. Sure, she’d only known Thor for a matter of days, but it was nigh impossible to imagine him retaliating to such an extreme.
And yet, Loki had attempted to kill him. How much did Darcy really know about Thor, or any Asgardians? Come to think of it, though Thor had mentioned being banished from Asgard, he’d never gone into detail as to the specifics of his punishment, at least not where she could hear. Had he confided in Jane? How much more was there to this story? What was Loki holding back?
And what in the world gave her the impression he was hiding anything from her?
Well, aside from the fact that he’d lied through his teeth the entire time he’d been with them, so smoothly that he had successfully duped both of the women. He very well could have invented this story on the spot and she would be none the wiser.
“So you’re saying Thor thinks he killed you.” That, at least, made Loki’s desire for secrecy understandable. Should Thor discover that he had failed, he might make additional attempts on his life. As much as Thor seemed to care about collateral damage, Darcy did not want her safety or Jane’s to rely on that assumption. “But surely someone is looking for you, someone is mourning…”
Loki seemed the type to prefer solitude to socialization, but she could not imagine that every single person in Asgard hated him. Darcy found him enjoyable to be around, and as far as she could tell, Jane liked him well enough.
“What aren’t you telling me?”
She couldn’t shake her suspicion, not when there were still so many holes in his story. Not when her trust had been breached.
“And can you please stop pacing? You’re making me nervous. If you punch holes in the walls, we will lose our security deposit.”