"I think Lolly suits her, it kinda sounds like Loki, or, I dunno, how bout, mysterious bitch? Goddess of total pain in my ass?" Tony mused as he sketched a design for a new mod on his suit. Natasha rolled her eyes, folding her arms across her chest.
"You can't just name her, like she's some kind of pet; Stark," she muttered, exchanging a tired glance with Clint who had so far remained silent on the matter.
"Lolly it is then," Tony whispered with a triumphant smirk.
"We still can't be sure it is even Loki," Steve added, his eyes flicking to the 72" screen that Tony had wired into the CCTV. Their new prisoner seemed to have easily found their hidden camera, and was staring intently into it, emerald eyes burning above a haunting smile.
"I am certain that this is my brother, in female form," Thor argued, his brow furrowed with frustration as he stared almost mournfully at the screen. "It would not be first time he has adopted a female's body."
Bruce had yet to comment on the matter. And that's because Bruce only spoke when he knew he was sure. But he wasn't. Aesthetically, this woman did resemble Loki. Ebony hair, emerald eyes and smooth porcelain skin. A slender body clad in deep green. Words rolled from her tongue and stung you, but they lacked meaning. This person, this Loki, or whoever she was, lacked the maturity. Bruce had been talked down by Loki before, each word had been specifically tailored to hurt you in a different way from the others. Loki was a man of knowledge, he understood his words and chose them accordingly. 'Lolly' however, threw words without much thought. She was merely reciting. Bruce wondered if this was her true form at all. They had already established that she was a shape shifter, from the moment of panic they all received when they glanced at the screen not to see Lolly staring up at them, but an overly large wolf.
"I, uh, can I, uh... I think I'm gonna go talk to her," Bruce mumbled, cleaning the lenses of his glasses with his shirt and turning to face the others. Tony frowned and Steve opened his mouth to disagree. "I uh, I just want to...check something."
Steve shut his mouth and Tony went back to his designs.
"We'll put the sound on, listen in, if you don't mind?" Natasha said, stepping forward and flicking a switch on the screen. The sound of electricity buzzed too life and Bruce made his way down the stair well.
"I do not advise speaking to my brother when he is in such a mood," Thor said to Steve, who just watch as the back of Bruce's head appeared on the screen. Everyone looked at them, even Tony, and listened intently. Lolly had taken a step back from the glass and crossed her arms, giving Bruce her most vacant expression.
"You know, Tony's named you Lolly, right?"
"It will suffice."
Bruce smiled and nodded, sitting down infront of the glass and motioning for her to do the same. She hesitated, but followed suit, a curious expression on her face.
"This is a little... less formal."
Lolly scoffed and crossed her arms and legs, giving Bruce her best condescending stare.
"It is hard to be formal at all behind this cursed glass."
She huffed and kicked the glass with the toe of her boot to emphasize her point and Bruce just nodded.
"Yes, it is a little... well, cautious." He gave her an apologetic look but she just snorted and rolled her eyes.
"What is it you desire from me, Beast?"
Bruce sighed and leant back on his hands, staring at her over the rim of his glasses.
"I want to know why you're still here. You've uh, you've made it pretty clear that this cage wouldn't be much of a challenge for you to escape from."
Lolly looked at him thoughtfully.
"What was it I asked for when I first arrived here, Dr?"
Bruce thought, thinking back to when they found her in down town Harlem, sending the town into panic with her army of undead.
"I... uh..."
"I asked for you to listen to me. But," she said, standing up and looking down at him. "It's very apparent that it's not going to happen."
Bruce nodded and inhaled deeply through his nose. He stared up at her face, not expecting to see concern crinkling her soft features.
"You, uh, you certainly have my attention now. Won't you sit?"
Lolly narrowed her eyes, giving him an awfully cross look before plopping down infront him, little black eyebrows pressed into a frowns and cheeks puffed out in frustration. She looked remarkably childlike.
"So..."
"I believe it is you who is too listen, not speak, Dr Banner," she snapped, but her eyebrows shot up and the same playful expression that she arrived with graced her face once more. Bruce nodded and raised his hands resignedly.
"I have not escaped, because I am abiding by your rules. I wish for you to trust me," she said, her voice light and cautious as she disclosed the details of her plan. Bruce nodded, gesturing for her to continue. "I come... I come..." she started, but she couldn't seem to finish her sentence, her eyes dropping to the floor sadly. Bruce gently pressed his hand against the glass.
"Lolly?"
Her eyes flicked back up to meet his, they were wide and shimmered in the light.
"I come to ask for your help. I so desperately need your help."
