"Pardon me, I'm looking for- ah, there you are!" The voice interrupted the Captains insult, and grabbed the attention of everyone in the room. The speaker was a lithe woman, with a body that could make super models jealous. She wore plain scrubs. Her auburn hair was pulled into a tight bun, and her forest green eyes were hid behind a thick pair of glasses. "Bruce, it's time for your meds." She held out a bottle of pale blue liquid.
"Thanks, Holly. You're a literal life saver." The man strode across the room, and downed the drink with a grimace. The woman immediately turned to Thor, and dropped into a deep curtsey.
"Your majesty. Lady Holly Potter- Black- Slytherin- Peverel. As a seidr, it is my pleasure to meet one of those who granted us our powers."
"Rise, milady. It is an honor to meet the basilisk-slayer. Tales of your exploits have reached Asgard, as has the truth of your position. Tell me, does SHIELD employ many seidr?" She rose gracefully, a rueful grimace crossed her face.
"Almost three hundred years ago, there was a hunt of my people. Many were slaughtered, and those who survived went into hiding. I'm sorry to cut this short, your majesty, but I must return to the healing chambers. Good luck in contacting your brother. " Thor seemed pensive, as if the news greatly upset him.
" Okay, I was frozen for seventy years, and I don't understand anything that just happened. Can someone explain?"
"Honestly, Capsicle?I have no clue what just happened."
AN: 'Seidr' means sorceror
