Have an apology double-update!


Your name is Maite Hirsch and you are currently very annoyed with Mjölnir.

As an aside, you woke up on the flying barge right as they were about to enter Svartalfheim and that is an experience you never want to relive ever again.

Thor, do you mind if I grab Mjölnir's hilt for a moment, you ask. The thunder god agrees, a bit confused by the request.

(Was that really necessary?)

Well, you are needed here, if you'll remember.

(I know. Next time without passing out or the lightning blast, and only if it's really necessary, please?)

A request I can oblige, at least.

(My thanks, m'lady.)

You release the hilt again and Thor asks what you just did. You reply that you talked to his Relic, also there are the Dark Elves, so if we could focus.

Things get rather hectic after that. Between a lot of enemies everywhere and spells as well as magic flying every which way, you kind of lose track of everything until Thor screams and you abruptly realise - or rather remember - why Mjölnir wanted you here.


You dash for the princes and tell Thor you're going to attempt to heal Loki, he has no need to worry, you're rather adept at it, and if he could focus on the Convergence, that would be fantastic.

He reluctantly agrees and leaves you two.

Alright, Princey, quit it, you groan. The illusion dissolves into Loki holding onto a stab wound in his side. He tells you healing assistance would still be very appreciated.

You groan loudly. For heaven's sake, Princey.

Being unsure what's in the air around here, you unpocket the Tesseract and teleport the both of you back into your flat. It's a lot faster than slinging, given your connection to the Infinity Stones.

Once you've got the prince of Jotunnheim (much as he ignores it) situated on your couch, you get to healing.

Loki vows he'll never help his brother again. You counter that he will, because his grudge against Thanos is massive indeed and chances are remarkably high that this isn't the timeline Thanos left prematurely. Also, he likes pranking Thor far too much to pass up opportunities to fake his death again.

He idly comments that he hates it when you're right and you can't quite help the grin on your face at the admission.

Your name is Maite Hirsch and you really rather like being friends with Loki.