Disclaimer: I own nothing only Luka Lee
Warning: Cursing
Chapter 4
[Loki POV]
As much as I hate to admit it, Luka was right.
There is no where on earth I could go without the chance of being caught by the Avengers.
I do not prefer cages, I've had my fill.
" What is this place called and what is a farmhand? "
" This place is Sprice Ranch and a farmhand is a person who helps with the heavy lifting and helps take care of the animals. In this case, it's horses." She comments, grabbing a second cup of the dark drink and hands it to me as well as a bowl of fruit.
"I see. " I say and eye the cup and it's contents.
" Apple or banana?" Luka prompts, grabbing a banana
I say nothing. My stomach growls on the silence, and I stare at her.
" Haha " she chuckles. My stare morphs into a glare as I take an apple from the bowl. As I take a bite, I see her study me, mainly my forearm.
"Alrighty then, how about some new bandages for your leg and arm? " she asks, slightly jarring me by how suddenly she speaks her words.
"...That would be better." I contemplate.
" Great, I'll get the bandages for a new dressing." Luka says as she dissapears down the hallway.
I prod at my bandaging on my arm, waiting for her to come back. I have to say, this woman is smart, not like the sheep of Earth.
She comes back in the room with a clear box that has a red cross brand on the top. She opens the box and takes out bandages, med tape, and a blue bottle.
"Will you need help changing your bandages? " Luka asks me.
" That's quite alright, I am not helpless." I say quickly.
" Ok den, Mr. I-can-do-this-shit-by-myself." She says, backing up a little, with her hands up in a surrendering motion.
I glare at her choice of words and see her get up and grab a little box off the counter, press a button towards a bigger box on the wall to my right. Luka immediately groans as to who is shown on the screen.
" A few months after The Avengers rescue on New York City, Tony Stark, aka Iron Man, and the other Avengers have decided to host a small gala in Avengers Tower, formally known as STARK Tower, in honor of their first few months as a team and celebrating their first win that made them the group they are today... " On the screen, are Thor and his team, at a small interview inside, what I assume is, their training room, explaining and talking about the event in the following week.
" ...Always on the damn news.." I hear Luka mumble.
" I take it you aren't fond of the Avengers then? " I ask curiously, remembering her comment earlier, putting away the extra bandages in the box.
She sighs audibly, giving me a look of exasperation.
" There are other things the news could talk about. I wouldn't know what, because all the news is about is the Avengers!" Her voice climbs at her every word.
" Yes they saved the planet, yes they are our protectors, yes I do thank them, but that's all everyone talks about these days." she sighs again.
" I kinda feel bad for em'."
" Why would you?" I ask, a bit put off at her sudden change of heart.
" Everyone is always up their asses, about everything in their lives. I have no doubt about it, that they don't have a moment's peace outside of that tower." she says sympathetically at the big screen.
AN: Sorry to cut it off short didn't know what much else to put. In writer's block, I hate it.
Revised 07/03/22
