Brunnhilde has to admit that she didn't see this coming; didn't realise her big green – dim – friend was capable of trickery. She glares down at the beast under her boot and plastered to the floor (from where she just swiped his feet out from underneath him) just as he grins rather sheepishly back up at her.

"Sorry, Angry Girl." Hulk really does feel guilty for tricking her, but he's also just happy to help his baby armed friend in any way he can (without getting himself in trouble, of course.)

Brunnhilde glances over to the so-called Asgardian Prince, arches an unimpressed brow as he shoots her a pleasant smile that's clearly as false as everything else on this stupid planet. She gives her green friend a shove with her boot before walking all over him and down the steps towards the Prince. "Are yousofucking stupid that you can't tell when someone's hiding halfway across the universe and wants to be left alone?" She snaps as she makes her way towards the entrance.

Thor sighs, slowly follows after her. "We need to talk." He tells her, tries to sound firm without sounding demanding – because he still respects the Valkyrie (all of them.)

"No." Brunnhilde scoffs, halts just to turn and shoot a glare at him. "Youwanna talk tome. And thanks, but no thanks. Goodbye, Your Majesty." She states before turning back towards the entrance (and the useless two Sakaarian guards who let this happen.)

"Wait, I –" Thor purses his lips in annoyance before turning back to his friend and telling him, "I need her to stay for a moment."

"Huh? Oh. Um... Ah!" Hulk nods, quickly turns and literally rips out the jaw bone (half the frame of his bed) before tossing it clear across the huge room.

Brunnhilde halts as the large bone crashes down just inches in front of her. She doesn't bother to look back as she glares at the bone instead (also shoots the idiot guards a brief glare each for merely stepping aside to not get crushed.)

Thor turns to his friend, silently mouths, "What the hell wasthat?" while Hulk simply shrugs hopelessly in return and shoots him a "well, it worked" look.

"Stay!" Hulk then shouts, earning him another scolding look from his baby armed friend. He smiles sheepishly back before hopefully adding, "Please?"

Thor nods in satisfaction before turning back to face the Valkyrie. "Please." He adds a little more politely.

Brunnhilde slowly turns back to face him, brow arched, but nods as she chirps out, "Alright." She then saunters over to the shelf filled with various coloured alcohol contained bottles. "I'll make you a deal." She says as she takes a moment to scan the shelves. "I'll listen to you talk until –" She finally grabs the largest bottle she can find, takes the lid off, tosses it to the floor and turns to face him again. "– until this is finished."

Thor takes in the bottle filled practically to the top with a horrid dark brown looking liquid, then nods in acceptance.

Brunnhilde shoots him a pleasant, almost amused smile before tipping her head back and proceeding to down the entire contents in one full swig.

Thor looks somewhere between impressed and rather horrified as his eyes widen. "Uh, Asgard is in grave danger." He speaks as quickly, but as clearly as he can, a small panic rising in him as he watches the brown liquid quickly disappearing by the second. "Half the people are already dead and the rest are still dying and I need your help to... Wow." His mouth drops slightly, frown creasing his brows when he sees the bottle is now already empty.

"Finished." Brunnhilde drawls out with a smack of her lips. "Bye." She shoots him a bittersweet smile, simply loosens her fingers and lets the glass bottle crash to the floor at her feet and then, is quickly brushing passed the Prince with a small scoff.

For a moment, Thor scowls, is pissed off (the child in him, very much disappointed) as he watches her make her way towards the entrance again. "Odin is dead." He finally tells her, and fights back a small smile of hope when that finally gets her to stop.

Brunnhilde barely shoots him a glance (of the first real emotion Thor has seen on her face) over her shoulder.

Thor continues, tells her, "Hela; The Goddess of Death has invaded Asgard." He fights back a huff at the Hulk playing around with his massive red beach ball looking toy, moves slowly closer to her and away from the distraction.

"If Hela's back then Asgard is already lost." Brunnhilde says as she slowly turns to face him, voice also now holding more emotion than he's ever heard from her (she's colder than even Loki, it seems.)

Thor smiles, voice filled with determination (or idiocy, as Loki would tell him) as he says, "I'm going to stop her."

"Alone?" Brunnhilde asks, arches a brow, looks amused, but also rather impressed by his raw conviction (more than she's ever seen from the Allfather himself.)

"Nope. I'm putting together a team." Thor chirps brightly. "So far, it's me, you and the big guy."

Hulk pauses tossing and catching his ball against the wall when Baby Arms points a thumb over at him. "No! No team! Only Hulk!" He yells over just loud enough to make his point (again!)

Thor fights back the urge to roll his eyes at his so-called friend, and smiles pleasantly at the Valkyrie as he painfully grits out, "So far, it's me and you..."

Brunnhilde shoots the big green guy an amused smirk, then is dismissively telling the Prince, "So far, it'sjustyou."

Thor scowls, races after her as she turns back towards the entrance again. "The Valkyrie are legends." He reminds her as he stops in front of her. "Elite warriors of Asgard sworn to protect the throne."

Brunnhilde shoots him a mildly annoyed look, though, she mostly looks disinterested again. "I'mnotgetting dragged into another one of Odin's family feuds." She states firmly.

Thor scowls again. "What'sthatsupposed to mean?"

Brunnhilde arches a brow again, but this time, she looks surprised (only very slightly, because she knew what Odin was like with his secrets.) She sighs deeply, explains to the young Prince, "Your lovely big sister. Odin's first born. Her power comes from Asgard. Same as yours does and the rest of us; every Asgardian. But with Hela, when her power grew far beyond Odin's control, she massacred half our people and then tried to seize the throne for herself."

Thor is beyond words as she speaks her own, as she tells him of a passed his father never even told him existed. He wonders if his mother knew (knows that Hela was born of some other woman long before Odin met Frigga. That is, until the Valkyrie standing before him now tells him otherwise.)

"Hela's mother is some unnamed Jötunn. Perhaps that's why her power grew beyond his control."

So Thor really does have a blood related Jötunn sister. He feels absurdly OK with that; some small part of him thankful that Loki really isn't his blood (because he really cannot imagine loving anyone else the way he's loved her ever since he can remember.)

Thor doesn't need to mention Loki, doesn't want to, for some weird protective reason he can't explain. So, he plays a little dumb (something Loki would tell him comes naturally to him anyway) as he asks, "Was Hela a legitimate child of Odin?"

Brunnhilde laughs at that, but it's a humourless sound. "You're seriously wondering if you and your sister are the Allfather's only two children?"

Thor frowns, knows she's right; knows he's being naive.

"Whether he kept her for control over the Jötunns, or just out of true emotion, nobody ever really knew." Brunnhilde tells him with a casual shrug before then solemnly telling him what happened. "Hela tried to escape Odin's banishment, and that's when he sent in the Valkyrie to stop her." She lets out a bitter scoff. "We could barely fight her back, let alone hope to stop her. Now, I'm the only one left. And I only escaped because..." She shakes her head, tries shake the horrid memories away (still seared fresh into her mind after almost 3, 500 years.) "Look, I already faced her once, and that was back when I actually still believed in the throne, and it cost me absolutely everything."

Thor lets her vent it all out, and also feels like a bit of a guilty dick as he does, because he is mostly doing so to keep her talking and giving him as much information as possible... and of course, to distract her.

"And that's exactly what's wrong with Asgard; the throne, the secrets, the whole golden sham." Brunnhilde scoffs out before brushing passed him again and making her way yet a-damn-well-gain towards the entrance (and hopefully actually making it out this time. Though, sadly, it's not meant to be...)

"I agree." Thor says, lightly grabs at her wrist to stop her from going any further.

Instantly, Brunnhilde swirls around to face him, snaps his grasp from her and has a dagger pointed in his face in a matter of a split second. "Don't get familiar, Your Majesty." She calmly tells him with another arch of her brow.

Thor lifts his hands in surrender as he calmly tells her, "I agree. That's why I abdicated the throne."

Brunnhilde's eyes narrow some when he places a finger on her blade to slowly lower it from his face, quickly has it pointed at his throat instead.

"This isn't about the crown, this is about the.. the people." Thor lets out an exasperated little huff when he tries to lower her blade again, and again, she lifts it back to his face. "And they're dying.. like..a lot.. and quickly." He finally harshly shoves at her wrist, grits his teeth in annoyance when she has the blade pointed at his heart now instead, smugly tells her, "And they'reyourpeople, too."

Brunnhilde's equally annoyed expression falters as soon as the words leave his mouth. But it only lasts for a split second before she's shoving both her hands roughly into his chest. "Forget it." She huffs, knows she sounds like an idiot child, but doesn't care (because she's an idiot child with a shit load of trauma.) "Ihave." She adds with a false smugness and a forced casual shrug.

Thor stumbles back slightly, but quickly composes himself with a courteous nod. "Alright." He tells her, tries not to look so smug just yet as he then politely tells her, "That's fine. I just wanted to talk to you and now that you've let me do that, I respect your wishes."

Brunnhilde shoots him a slightly suspicious look, but is nodding back. "Thanks.."

"No problem." Thor chirps back with a sweet grin.

"Well, good."

"Yes, it is."

Hulk lets out his own exasperated huff over having to listen to the two, and quickly makes his way over to the huge platters of food in hopes of drowning them both out.

"Well, alright then. Goodbye."

"Goodbye. Oh, and thankyou, too, by the way." Thor says as he watches her go.

Brunnhilde immediately halts and turns to face him again, arches her brow in confusion (and slight intrigue) this time. "For what, exactly?" She asks while trying to look completely disinterested.

"For this." Thor grins back at her as he raises his right hand and opens it to show her the control for this stupid metal disk latched onto him. "Didn't seethatcoming, did you?" He asks snootily, shoots her a smug smirk.

Brunnhilde rolls her eyes at him, but in her head, she's cursing so damn loud at herself.

Thor presses the button, winces from the small sting, but is otherwise happily chuckling right in her stupid pretty face. He catches the metal disk in his other hand and holds it up for her to see with another smug smirk. He shoves both the disk and the control down into his boot (just in case; a useful tool/weapon), shoots his big green friend one last glance before turning back to the Valkyrie. "I may be way in over my head, but at least I'm going to try to stop Hela. And you can just carry on sitting on this planet, drinking yourself slowly to death while feeling sorry for yourself."

Brunnhilde merely gives him another roll of her eyes (while fighting back the urge to punch the Prince across that pretty face of his.)

"I'm going back, because that's what heroes do." Thor may be getting ahead of himself here, but he can't help missing his Avenger friends from time to time (Steve, Nat and Tony, in particular.)

Brunnhilde watches him reach down for the red leather weight ball, watches him and doesn't know how she doesn't burst out laughing as he tosses it at the window and the thing comes bouncing back at him with the full force of his throw.

"We fight –" Thor drops to the floor on his side in a heap of limbs when the ball comes smacking right into his face. "– the good fight.." He wheezes out, then groans in pain before forcing himself quickly back up onto his feet.

Well, he totally embarrassed himself, but at least he cracked the window just enough to be able to burst through the rest of the way.

And now, the next part of his plan.

...

'Where do you think you're going, Thor Odinson? I told you to –'

"Loki, I amnotwaiting for your favour with The Grandmaster to run out." Thor grits out as he uses all of his stealth – which... he usually just barges into places – to make his way across the chaotic city. "Where are you? Are you OK?" He asks, and will, considering their situation, let the fact that she's in his mind slide.

'I'm fine. But The Grandmaster has already been alerted of your escape.' Loki sounds slightly distressed as she tells him, 'And I have been summoned, along with his entire posse of imbeciles, probably to start a manhunt for you.'

"You almost sound like you're concerned for me, Worm." Thor smiles as he rounds another corner, sneaks through another alley, shadowed just enough for him to hide in.

'Get over yourself, Thunder Shit.' Loki scoffs. 'Just concerned about my meal ticket out of this horrid place.'

Thor grins, is almost amused, but deep down, he knows she really is worried for him, and it makes his heart swell unfathomably. "Thought you wanted to turn this place into your own kingdom?"

Loki sighs, finds herself in a rare moment of softness as she tells him, 'And what would be the point without you?'

Thor pauses with his back quite literally pressed up against a wall as he waits for the small group of people to walk by his hiding place. He feels his heart ache over both her words and that soft tone he hasn't heard her use on him for so very equally achingly long. Before he can answer, unfortunately, she cuts him off, sounds slightly nervous this time, but not in the good way he hopes he ever makes her feel (the same way she makes him feel.)

'I have to go now.' Loki tells him, then leaves him with the promise of, 'I'll try to get to you before they do.'

"Be careful, Loki." Thor knows she will (knows by now, if there's anyone who can escape danger, or even death itself, it's his dear Loki), but he still has to let her know he cares, too.

And deep down, he thinks she knows that, too, because he can see her; canfeelher smiling in his mind before Loki tells him, 'You, too.'