Your name is Maite Hirsch and the Amulet grabbed you in the middle of lunch. You're currently trying to remember why on Earth you wore it during said meal.
Granted, that's mostly because you're currently sitting in a large cage, surrounded by gaping soldiers, in the middle of World War II.
Eventually, one of the captives - you think it might be Dum-Dum Dugan - asks you if you're a witch. Master... Well, Mistress of the Mystic Arts, actually, you answer.
Dugan remarks that the question wasn't actually serious and you shrug.
There's some kind of commotion outside, now. You sit up from where you had it very uncomfortable on the floor and walk over to the bars of the iron cage to find one WW2 edition Steve Rogers. Hello there, you greet him rather cheerfully.
He asks how on Earth a teenage girl ended up in these cages just as your Amulet begins to tick again. Same way she's getting out, you grin and have just enough time to see his face go Confused before you fall out of thin air into the middle of a party.
Luckily, most people don't really notice the girl appearing out of thin air. Largely, this is because of the two Iron Man suits fighting. Son of a bitch, you curse and run for cover.
You ask the Amulet why she's taking you all over the place all of a sudden. The resulting storm of noise basically conveys that Amy is bored, causing you to sigh right as the meeting of two repulsor blasts causes your surroundings to explode very violently. This has you colliding with a wall hard enough to kill baseline humans - you, however, simply pass out.
Once again. You're getting kind of sick of it.
Shortly after - 'shortly' being very relative here - a loud "what the hell" wakes you up.
Checking your inner clock reveals you probably just missed Tony leaving to get donuts. Leaning over you is a baffled SHIELD agent you don't recognize. Not far behind him is Coulson.
The older agent looks mildly alarmed to see you.
So. Captain Marvel is definitely a yes, then.
You greet the agents with a wave and Coulson wearily returns it. The baby agent asks if you two know each other.
Coulson nods, you tell the baby agent 'not yet', which makes the future SHIELD director go a bit pale.
You're not sure why but you're sure you'll find out.
The sound of a car attracts the entire rooms attention. I think Tony's back, you quip happily, which causes both SHIELD agents to scramble to look vaguely professional - and you hadn't even noticed they looked unprofessional in the first place until they did that.
You simply sit up from your corner, push aside the rubble you hadn't noticed was covering you and would have probably crushed an unenhanced human's spine, and brush off the dust from your relatively new outfit.
You've had it for about a week, had bought it on Earth after the whole Aether debacle. It consisted of a Queen t-shirt, viridian green fingerless gloves going up to your elbows and military green cargo pants, as well as brown zip-up mid-calf boots. A bit flashy for a casual outfit, but you have rainbow eyes and hair, so subtlety was sort of thrown out the window a while ago.
You're drawn out of your musings by the arrival of one (1) Tony Stark, including the Stark Expo panels, which means your mildly sentient magic probably turned you invisible in your sleep. Again.
The sentient thing had thrown Loki off. Contrary to his innate power of seidr, the magic that the Mystic Arts users utilised was drawn from their souls - hence why the Soul Stone could expand yours and why the mandalas were all usually orange - and thus a bit more self-aware. Enough to do some things in your literal sleep, but that was a you-only-thing and probably a side effect of the aforementioned Soul Stone.
Tony looks surprised to see you, too. Rainbow Dash, when did you get here?
The moment you and Rhodey fired the repulsors at each other. I was under the pile of rubble over there.
He winces at that. Tony explains his extraordinarily drunk (and poisoned, you mentally add) state at the time, stating that it wasn't exactly his proudest moment. You point at the display in an effort to divert the conversation to less awkward topics, asking what they're for.
The resulting explanation contains more than a little technobabble, but boils down to 'I'm pretty sure it's a new element.'
The Amulet chooses that moment to tick loudly and wildly. Good luck with that, then, you give the engineer a thumbs up.
Your name is Maite Hirsch and you are apparently in Venice now, in the original timeline (and you mean The Original, what the heck) for no reason you can remember. Uh oh.
Far from Home! Which, as you can see, Maite hasn't actually watched.
