"Mildly dangerous?" A white wisp was suddenly followed by a
grinning young boy with choppy brown hair, a black school uniform,
and a strange patch on his left cheek. "Count me in. What is this,
by the way, and what are we doing?" He'd been immensely surprised
to find a new path suddenly open up in his world, drawing him to
whatever this place was; some sort of pocket dimension he guessed,
judging by the very strange array of people that he now saw in
front of him. "Name's Hanako, by the way."
Loki huffed, looking at this new person. “May I ask who he is?” He
said, looking over
Thor looked through the group, gripping onto his hammer. “Yes, and
while you answer that, mind telling me who you all are, and why I’m
not on Asgard right now?”
“I would’ve been better dead too, rotting away in a cell.”
“Nonsense brother, and besides, you put yourself in that cell.”
I wouldn’t have been stuck in that cell if you just gave me the
throne!”
The two began bickering over thrones and cells, who the best king
would be.
Vhan walked between them. "Enough," he said, his voice deep and
commanding. "This is no time for fighting. Don't make fools of
yourselves." He gave both brothers a warning glare, and Marrabelle
sighed. "I apologize for my brother, he hates bickering despite him
stirring fights all the time."
Loki sighs. “He’s right, even after nearly breaking from loosing
Thor, I still insist to fight” he says with a nervous laugh
Thor begins to walk away “Good of you to take the blame” he
muttered under his breathe
“I heard that!”
“Forgive him, he was never good with new situations. Always runs in
weapon first.” He huffed, looking over at his brother leaning
against a corner, watching the group
"Reminds me of someone I know," Vhan said sarcastically. "I HEARD
THAT!" Marrabelle protested. "I may be a few hundred years younger
then you but I can still defeat you."
He laughed. “I wouldn’t underestimate her if I was you”
Thor watched the group talk to eachother silently, wondering how
Loki was able to just- get along with them all. Wasn’t he worried
about them turning on him?