"But I can't see where to put the panel is," Bella narrowed her eyes.
"Feel for it," Thor's brow furrowed.
"My arm's metal," Bella narrowed her eyes, "I can't feel anything. Your plan's brilliant, but that is where it falls flat."
Loki said nothing. As Bella glared out of the cell, looking for any indication of the power relay column that she was meant to be aiming for, Loki came up behind her and touched her metal shoulder. She reeled around to look at him, "who said you could touch me?" Loki stood there and smiled slyly at her for a few moments before Bella smiled back, "I felt that."
"Yes, you did," Loki confirmed, "You can thank me later."
She grabbed him by the collar and kissed him. He was so shocked; he didn't know what to do. Someone had done the impossible and silenced the great windbag.
Thor was laughing; Fandral had a big, dirty grin on his face. Volstagg simply smiled and Sif sighed and rolled her eyes.
She let him do after a moment to look at a very shocked and almost scared Loki, "Can we get back to work please?"
"When in Mexico . . ." Tony muttered.
She waited for the guards to be far enough away before she reached through the cell energy barrier with her right hand. The fake flesh sizzled off her hand and her arm as she reached through, exposing the bare alloy underneath that covered the electronic circuitry of her arm.
"This is impossible," Sif breathed.
"Sif, why is it that when you see something that you disagree with, you say it is impossible?" Loki asked her, "it is happening in front of you, yet you dispute it?"
"Some people just refuse to listen to logic, now shut up and hold my coat" Bella hissed. Even though her arm was completely artificial, Tony kept making modifications to it, and while he had tried to make a synthetic feeling skin, he had never accomplished it. She winced in pain, but otherwise didn't flinch. She had to get to the shut off switch before her alloy was fused with the circuits underneath. She had seemed to compose herself completely; she was, after all, a Marine Gunnery Sergeant.
"What about the guards?"
"I'll take care of them," Bella narrowed her eyes.
"I don't want them killed," Loki argued, "They're only doing their jobs."
"What?" Fandral breathed.
"Believe me, that was as strange to me as it was to you."
She could feel it. She grasped it, and she wrenched the entire shut off system from the wall. Their cell malfunctioned and shut down. And not a moment too soon, and as she looked down at her metal arm, she saw that it was only working at ten percent capacity.
She whirred around at Sif, "take a good look," she held up her arm, "my right side gone," she explained, "this is what I get for my honor. Semper fi."
Loki smiled slightly as Sif drew back from her, "here's the plan," he addressed the group, "Thor, Bella and I will go for the Casket of a Thousand Winters. The rest of you, get to Bifrost and secure the plane."
"Are you insane?" Fandral asked, and then he remembered who exactly he was talking too.
Loki shrugged, "depends on your perspective."
The Warriors Three kept exchanging glances between themselves and muttering things that made it clear that they thought Loki had lost a cat from the bag that was his brain.
Bella clasped her hands together, "I love this plan!" she grinned, "I'm excited to be a part of it! The only way it could be better is if it were my plan!"
Klaxons rang, the other prisoners hooted at them and Bella ripped the power source out of Thor's cell and took up a defensive position by one stairwell and mentioned for Thor to take point by the other. She waved the others forward. It was time to get this party started.
"Okay folks," Tony started, "set phasers to sucker-punch."