As soon as Bryn saw Loki, all worry about showing weakness went out the window. In a flash, she was hugging him, laughing with relief. She pulled away, her eyes dancing as they met his. Two weeks had been a long time to be separated for them, the longest they had. The happiness each was feeling fed the other, until they were so ecstatic that Bryn thought she would burst.
"How have you been? How is Balder? Have any of you got your Seidr back? Has anyone stopped being mortal? Do you think we'll get off this rock soon?" Bryn's eyes shone as she shot off the questions.
"I have been fine. Balder is good. None of us have our Seidr back. We are all still mortal. I don't know, it will be however long it takes to get our powers back." Loki fluidly answered. "Now, since you have awakened, I shall show you to our chambers." Loki exited, followed closely by Bryn and Thor.
"Are we living together?"
"Yes. It took some persuasion, but all four of us share the same area. Thor and Balder's room are next to each other and ours are across the hall. There is a washroom connected to each bedroom, and a common area we can gather in. I took the pleasure of decorating your room for you, but feel free to rearrange as necessary." Loki stopped at a group of four doors. Each had a symbol on it. One had stylized wind, one had an upside down mountain, one had waves and the last had flames. Thor immediately went into his, while Loki hung back a bit while Bryn entered hers.
It was perfect. The walls were green and the hardwood floors were black. The bed was silver, with a green and black bedspread. There was a giant bookshelf covering the entire opposite wall, filled with books. On the wall opposite the bed, a weapons rack held knives and swords and guns. Bryn took a pistol off the rack and examined it, fascinated by the mechanics behind it. She looked at her twin. "Where do we get to try these out?"
Loki grinned. "I'll show you the training room." He led her down into a huge room with machines and targets. An archer was there, firing off a dozen arrows in as many seconds. He turned as they approached, sticking out his hand. Bryn shook it.
"I'm a bit suprised. Your brothers completely failed. I'm Clint Barton."
"Whatever my brother knows, I know, unless he actively blocks it." Bryn nodded to the targets. "You any good?"
"I'm the best Shield's got. Why, think you could beat me?" Clint grinned.
"Oh, definitely." Bryn grinned right back.
The rules were simple. They would both use bows. Clint would go first, shoot three arrows, then let Bryn go. She could stay at the distance he set, or she could go farther back. She would shoot three arrows. Standard scoring, whoever got the highest score wins. Clint, of course, got three bullseyes. He had set the minimum distance at 50 meters. Bryn backed up to 100. And split his arrows. Clint was amazed. Very few were better shots than him. He was glad she was on his side.
"You that good with all projectiles?" Clint had a feeling she would be.
"Knives, yes. I do not know about this." Bryn held up a pistol. "Could you give a quick rundown? Loki has not the experience."
Clint wasn't suprised when she split her own arrows. "Guess I'm not Shield's best after all."
Yay, a new chapter! And it's a bit longer, too. Clint gets to see a better markswoman than he is. Good for him! Review, especially if you notice typos. Also, if you feel I got a character wrong, tell me! I would appreciate it!