Your name is Maite Hirsch and your face is on fire.
Tony arrived on time for SHIELD to take both Loki and yourself into custody.
Great. SHIELD asking questions. Exactly what you needed, especially since you don't know if your future self interacted with the events of Captain Marvel.
Oh yeah, and Tony's been staring at you the entire flight. You remember your first ever jump being into the cave in Afghanistan, and your initiate robes back then were pretty similar to what you're wearing now. Granted, your hair and eyes are pretty different now, but overall you look fairly similar.
Which is probably pretty unnerving for the poor guy. Not to mention you don't know if you won't jump into any of the other Iron Man movies in the future...
"So, what'd you mean when you said you were exempt from the space-time-continuum?" he finally asks.
You fiddle with Amy and tell him that the answers kind of complicated and involves a lot of magic you didn't get a chance to learn.
Magic, he raises an eyebrow.
You allow yourself a small smirk as you weave the same spell matrix that made him faint upon your first meeting. Magic, you repeat smugly.
Loki looks interested in your peripheral vision, but your main focus is on Tony's eyes, which blew wide.
Holy shit, it's actually you, he breathes.
You remark that that answers if you meet his past in your future with a grin. He nods and laughs, a little overwhelmed.
"So, where are you actually from?" Steve asks, looking like he's having some trouble keeping up with the constant stream of information he's being bombarded with. Not that you can exactly blame him, really. You reacted much the same when you first arrived, after all.
"Oof, that's a loaded question. Mind clarifying a little?" You ask, because it really is.
"Um, I was thinking about which year, actually," he admits and yeah, you should have figured that out really.
"Okay... Shit, that still has two answers. See, I'm kind of from a different dimension originally- it's called the Origin Dimension, actually. Back there it was the year 2019. Then I landed in this dimension in the year... I think it was 2014, because Ultron happens in 2015 and that happened the next. I've been in 2008, 2011 through 13, the 40s and ...2023 since then."
The two superheroes and Loki process that wall of text for a moment. (Natasha, likely, too, but you're trying not to think about the assassin piloting the helicopter.)
Steve tentatively asks where you were in the 40s.
You tell him it was in a room with a guy called James strapped to a gurney. There was some kind of mad scientist, so you basically bolted as soon as possible. You don't actually control where you go, or when you go, or even much of when you leave, you admit.
That's all Amy, you gesture to said Amulet. The two earthly-based superheroes look confused, so you explain that she's your Relic, what she does and what a Relic is in the first place.
So what happened in 2023, Natasha suddenly pipes up from the pilot seat. The entire copter jumps, because she was silent until then.
You sigh. "You already picked up I don't want to talk about it, didn't you?"
"It's nice to have verbal confirmation. It's also important intel, so if you would tell me anyway?"
For fuck's sake. You slap your face into your palms. "Fine! There's a fucking giant battlefield full of people. I arrived at the moment of victory, saw one of my friends about to die because of something stupidly self-sacrificing they did and it's why I'm a walking rainbow now. I'm not telling SHIELD any more than that until you've cleared out your little infestation. Happens next year anyway."
Infestation, Natasha asks.
You eye the second pilot. Maybe I'll tell you somewhere that's actually private and doesn't feature a supervillain, you point cheerfully at Loki.
You just heard a very loud crash of thunder centered on the roof.
Your name is Maite Hirsch and you completely forgot that Thor was going to show up in your frustration and remembered trauma.
Whoops. Did I just forget to update for three weeks? My bad.
