For a prompt on norsekink:

S.H.I.E.L.D captures Lady Loki and hooked her up to a thought projector.

The projector shows what a person is thinking in 3rd person.

It shows sweet memories, sad memories, horrific memories, naughty memories, funny memories, serious memories etc..

Then it shows alot of memory suggestions after that. Feel free to look it up on round 5 on norsekink.


The Avengers, Jane and Pepper sat imaptiently as they sat in Tony's personal mini movie theater, while the genius himself worked furiously on a computer and fiddled with the projector.

They had sat there for five minutes and patience was quickly being snuffed out. Eyes were narrowed and lips starting to form scowls. But, as it seemed, Tony was either ignoring or oblivious to all of their dirty looks. Silence was only broken by the sound of the keys on the keyboard being hit repeatedly and Tony's quiet swearing. Natasha was the one to break the monotony:

"Tony, why are we here and what the fuck are you doing?"

Tony glanced over his shoulder at his fellow Avenger, and smiled.

The dick.

"Well, you know when we caught Thor's psychotic sister?"

"Yes. Who wouldn't? She destroyed five blocks of New York with that fire breathing dinosaur before we knocked her out. Why?"

"We captured her."

Everyone blinked. That was a first, as no other villian had ever been captured by SHIELD before Loki. They all remembered having her in a cage at one point, but as they should've known, it didn't work. What suprised them more than actually capturing her, was the fact that they still had her after a week.

"She's at SHIELD right now, and that's not even the best part!" An odd gleam entered Tony's eyes, like when he acquired a new technological "toy". Thor's grip on the couch arm tightned. "We have her completely suppressed, powers and all. Loki's like a human right now. And, I have permission to use this baby." Here, he slapped the machine next to the movie projector. It was a small, sleek silver colored contraption that looked like a rather large cell phone.

"And what exactly does it do?" asked Steve, ever the cautious one.

"It's a sort of," Tony waved his hands in the air as if the answer would suddenly appear out of the air, "thought projector. We hooked it up to Loki, so whatever she thinks, we see. We're using this to observe her better. Thor may be a good source, but as he has said, Loki hung around the shadows, not one for the lime light. Apologies, Thor."

Thor looked solemn and said,"Tis alright, my friend. I had thought I knew my sister better than anyone else, but as of late, I am not sure I even knew her."

Jane sympathetically patted his arm and turned to Tony,"How does it work?"

"This," he gestured to the 'thought projector',"is connected to Loki's 'magic' suppressors, which tap into the 'magical' core. And, if Thor is correct, the 'magical' core starts with the brain and runs through the body like blood. The thought projector then focuses on the origin."

Jane blinked,"That's risky."

Tony gave her a dead pan look.

"I mean, Loki's magic is chaotic at best. What would happen if you had done something wrong? Would the magic retaliate? It acts like a protector even if the wielder doesn't know it."

He waved an impatient hand."We perfected it a few days ago, I just wanted you all to see the outcome. Plus, if it gets boring, we can take shifts."

The Avengers and co. snorted.

Tony plugged in the cord from the thought projector into the movie projector, and with a flicker, the once blank screen gave away to the sight of a few SHIELD agents, all of which were working furiously on their equipment.

"Hey, guys. Is it ready?" said Tony.

The agents jumped. One, a pretty blonde girl, stuttered out:

"Oh, y-yes, sir," she shuddered,"Good l-luck. She's scary."

"How so?" asked Tony.

"S-she just s-stares at the w-wall with that c-creepy s-smile o-o-on her f-face."

Tony frowned and said,"Thanks, miss. Maybe you should take a break?"

The blonde sighed and gave him a grateful smile,"You should be on in about 3...2...1."

With a flourish, she pressed the final key as the screen flickered again to entirely different scene.

"Ah, a reward for such hard work," breathed Tony.


Seriously, I think I did pretty good.

*Smiles happily*

I know there is another fill for this prompt, but I had the itching urge to fill it.

Flames with be used to burn my Twilight books, and will be reported by me.

That is all, thank you.