anyways kara out

FRICKING TWIST AND SHOUT OKAY
I BLAME IT ON THAT
SO THERE’S A LITTLE BITTY SEASHELL YOU CAN’T SEE
AND THE POINT IN THE FIC WHERE I LOST IT FOR LIKE THE DOZENTH TIME IS WRITTEN IN THE UPPER RIGHT-HAND CORNER
Anyways it’s watercolors mostly, it’s a terrible piece of art, the paper is all wrinkled, our scanner sucks, and I am emotionally broken.  But here, have a little window into my soul.  I hope that I can share a tiny bit of my ocean of pain with you.

when all you need’s a coffin

Part 1: a mediocre past | Part 2: down to the bone | Part 3: evidence of human existence

Things, Part 4.  Skye questions her morals, herself, and Kara.  Something is wrong, and Grant’s life may very well be hanging in the balance…

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Loki & 44.

Kara took another sip of chardonnay, bored out of her mind. Tony held these parties after every successful mission, and everyone was all but required to attend. And yes, that meant everyone.

Why Thor was allowed to drag his brother to these, after everything he’d done, was beyond all comprehension. Something about needing to learn the value of human lives or some shit. Kara didn’t know. She didn’t care. Because of him, her entire family had been attacked by aliens and almost nuked off the face of the planet. Needless to say, she didn’t really like the guy.

But that didn’t mean that Becky, Kara’s coworker and best friend, couldn’t try to hook them up.

“C’mon, he’s working for us now. Plus, he’s got Thor constantly keeping an eye on him. It’s not like he’s gonna try again.”

“It’s not gonna happen, Beck,” Kara insisted for the twentieth time. “I know you’ve got your little fantasies, but you need to put down the shitty dollar store romance novels and start living in the real world.”

Becky took an indignant sip of her Jack and Coke. “Look, just talk to him. Make some casual conversation.”

“I’d rather caress my asshole with a chainsaw.”

“Good to know I’ve made so many friends.”

Becky squeaked, her eyes like saucers, staring at the looming shadow behind you. You didn’t need to turn around.

“Just because you work with us now doesn’t mean anything. You killed thousands of people in a failed attempt to take over the world. I don’t trust you as far as I can throw you.”

“I believe you. I don’t expect you to trust me. Nor do I think you’ll like me.”

You rolled your eyes. “Then why even bother coming over here in the first place?”

The God of Mischief grinned, though Kara couldn’t see it through the back of her head. “I wanted to see the look on your friend’s face.”

Blushing, Becky excused herself to the bar to refill her drink. Great, Kara thought, now I’m alone with him.

“Fabulous, now you’ve scared her off.”

“I’m surprised I haven’t frightened you away as well.”

Finally, she turned, staring him down. “I’m not afraid of you, jackass.”

His joking demeanor vanished, replaced with a cold indifference. “Perhaps you should be.”

Kara’s eyes narrowed. “Are you threatening me?”

“Consider it helpful advice. Just because you witnessed what happened in New York, you think you know what I can do? You know nothing.”

The two continued to glare at each other until Kara was called to the bar by Becky. Thor was asking around for Loki as well. They went their separate ways, neither of them in a partying mood anymore.