Ch. 4 ~ Wings

Cap POV

Something flew past his head...something big, and it yelled at them to stop. When Steve had turned to see what it was, the sight before him made his jaw drop open. A small figure was hovering in front of Loki's brother, almost like she was defending him. But her defence wasn't what astounded him...It was her appearance.

The girl had large, tawny wings that kept her off the ground. But the outfit she wore was reveiling and left little to the imagination (which cause the good Captain's eyes to widen and red to tinge his cheeks). She wore what appeared to be a strip of cloth with a halter syile cord holding up multiple strings of beads and thread, also tied at her waist (creating an improptu shirt). Her bottom half was hardly covered at all. She had a bathing suit bottom with a loin cloth that reached her ankles. Her feet had what looked, to Steve, like mocosins that someone had tied woll around, up to her mid-shin. Her nick, wrists, ears, and even hair were adorned with beads and feathers, a;; pf wjocj c;ocled tpgetjer wjem sje ,pved.

Now he know who the mysterious person in the cloak had been. Then he looked away, to her face. There was a single thick stripe of red with a thinner line of black on the top and bottom over her eyes, which he realized was actually ;aint, not cloth.

"Whoa, who ordered the epic Amazon stirpper?" Tony said, "Me likes."

"Back off, playboy! Or, I swear, I will rear through that suit of yours and gut you like a fish." Her speech was strange, but properly pronounced.

"What be thy name, Valkyrie?" Thor asked suddenly. "And why would the All-Father's shieldmaiden appear before us now? Surely it is not yet our time?"

"Pfft. You've been away too long, my friend." She spun around to face him, touching down and folding her wings to her back, until they dissappeared compleatly. "Darcy would be very sad if you forgot her best friend." The girl's voice held adoration for the big man. "One would think I made quite an impression."

Thor's brow scrunched in confussion, "But...could it be?...Lady Jasmine!" he grabbed her up and helder her in a (bone-crushing) bear-hug. "How have you come to be here, my tiny friend?"

The girl chuckled breathlessly, "I missed you too, buddy. Now, calm down before I suffocate."

He suddenly, yet gently (who would've thought it possible), "My apologies, Lady Jamine. It was not my intention to harm you."

"I know, big guy."

"But how are you here? My father told me you resided in a jungle far from this place."

"Well, even Odin can't see everything all the time. But, before we go into our little meet-n-greet, I assume your brother is waiting to be transorted back to the hellicarrioer. Yes?"

"You are corret, my friend. But how did you-"

"Director Fury doesn't jsut rely on supersoldiers and demi-gods."

"Hey!" Tony yelled, indignantly, "Uh, genius party-boy, over here. I was asked to join this little louou."

"Shut up, Stark!" both Steve and the girl, known now as Jasmine, yelled at the same time.