Arc I: Midnight
Loki glanced over to the unconscious Midgardian. Blood was trickling down the side of her face. He frowned darkly, unhappy that these fools had damaged what was his. She was under his command, even though she wasn't currently enthralled. It was a bit disconcerting to be unable to access her mind anymore.
Lightning rocked the airship, throwing the woman to the ground. Loki scowled as the Captain lifted her back into her seat gently, buckling her in.
"What? Scared of a little bit of lightning?" the Man of Iron asked smugly.
Loki grimaced. "I'm not overly fond of what follows."