Your name is Maite Hirsch and it's Christmas.
This means you're in your personal past. (It also explains why Heimdall was so startled when he saw you back when you first jumped in this timeline.)
It also means you managed to land yourself in the middle of the finale of Iron Man 3. As evidenced by your frantic attempts at keeping the Extremis Enhanced from burning you to a crisp. Lovely.
Rhodey does a double-take when he spots you forming a shield to block a breath of fire until a stray Iron Man armor explodes the soldier. You wave to him cheerfully.
Predictably, things remain hectic up until the Iron Man armors start to explode.
It really is a pretty sight, so you sit rather nonchalantly on the floor to watch.
The "Iron Patriot" lands next to you, flipping open to reveal Rhodey's face.
Who the hell are you, he asks.
You introduce yourself and give the quick summary of your deal.
You'd think after an alien invasion, nothing could surprise me, the Air Force pilot groans.
You grin rather unrepentantly. The fireworks taper off. You idly muse if you should say hello to Tony.
Rhodey sounds a bit surprised you know him. You explain vaguely that you've met a handful of times. Probably more from my perspective than his, you shrug.
Time travel's a bitch? Rhodey asks.
Oh god yes, you groan loudly. As if on cue, the Amulet trills and you're on your sofa. Going by your inner clock (and Loki's annoyed look), you've only been gone 15 minutes.
Your name is Maite Hirsch and you're going back to eating now because Norns, you are hungry.
hello I am in fact alive! I just have to rewrite all the chapters after this because the TVA is now a thing... so the next update might. take a bit... again
