I am sorry for leaving everyone hanging for so long. If I had more time and inspiration, I would have done this sooner. To be honest, I don't know where I want ro go from here and while I absolutely deapise the idea of an u funished story, I have no clue of what to do. Thank you for your patience and if anyone has ideas or would bei terested in adopting the story, please feel free to PM me and I will answer.
There was a lot to learn, and Sigyn found that she was eager for it all. She pestered Natasha about languages and Clint about how gravity worked in terms of knife throwing, asked Steve and Tony plenty of questions about the past. She wanted to know how Pepper ran SI, what the company made, and she was completely ecstatic about hospitals. Despite being forced into the role, Sigyn found that she greatly enjoyed making people feel better, and was extremely good at it. Her magic didn't work on Midgardthe same way it did on Asgard, but that made the challenge all the more worth it. She took arather keen interest in home remedies at first, because they were herbs and those were what Asgardians healers usedwith magic, but she branched out as she learned about the different ways to cure simple (and not as simple) ailments. Pepper supported her endeabors completely and got her set up with a local hospital shadowing their best staff. She found out that school was the first step if she wished to get anywhere near being active in the field of medicine, and after consulting the Internet (the likes of which learning was a fear in and of itself. Loki said there was no magic here, but Sigyn was inclined to disagree. Different types of magic existed, and while this wasn't as advanced as teleportation, the fact that she could access mamy of the paper books she read on the small sheet of glass that Loki called a tablet was a marvel in itself.)
After consulting her fellow "interns" and doimg plenty of research on her glass sheet, she determined that since things were different on Midgard, she would require more schooling than she already possesed.
"We should definitely look into getting you a tutor if you plan on actively pursuing this. I can tell you what I know of humans from a similar point of view to yours, but Bruce might be of more help until then." Tony offered one morning as Loki slathered butter onto a warmed bagel and set it before Sigyn. The healer avoided the kitchen at all costs, deapite Loki's attempts otherwise. The appliances ran on a strain of magic that she'd never seen before, nut then sh hadn't spent much time in the kitchens at home or on Asgard. Loki was more than willing to pick up her slack and everyone participated in meals, so she did not feel as ashamed now as she did almost a year ago. Time ran differently on Migard, and the year that passed would have been half a month on Asgard. Not entirely long, but still long enough.
She took an interest in the Merchant's poisons when he stormed into the common room, red eyes glittering dangerously and a scowl marring his usually calm face.
"What's wrong with you?" Natasha wondered.
"Among other things, I have yet to find my potions and another attack jas just taken place."
"Is there still no signature?" Loki grumbled.
"It is twisted beyond measure and clouded as usual. This is nothing that I have seen before, even with my travels outside the Realms."