Luck of the Gods
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Thor had not become the Supreme Commander of the Asgard fleet by being easily intimidated. His calm acceptance of the situation, and of her outrage, however, only seemed to irritate the Tauri woman. “You have our deepest apologies for this. I assure you it will not happen again. It was an unlikely series of events that led to Loki’s escape. We can easily prevent it from happening again.”
“What did he want with me, anyway?”
“That, I do not know. His actions are not always well thought out or his motives entirely logical.”
“He’s done this before? Kidnapped someone to experiment on?” The tone, Thor suspected, was a dangerous sign. The woman was far too calm, and he recognized the edge to it. She was no real threat to him, but antagonizing her would serve no purpose. He considered his answer carefully, deciding that a half-truth would be the best choice.
“Yes. He was imprisoned originally for just that reason. Again, I apologize for his behavior. I am relieved that we reached you before he could begin his work, and no harm was done. You have my assurance, he will be severely punished for this.”
She seemed to consider his words for a moment, and her expression softened. “Okay.” Then she offered him a genuine smile. “Won’t need to punish him, though. That’s been taken care of.” She pointed towards the corner behind him even as he started at these words. What had she done? If the woman had killed the renegade scientist… “There ya go.”
“What?” Thor stared at the bizarre sight, something that had been behind him since he’d beamed aboard Loki’s stolen ship. Inside of a large glass box resting on the floor was a small hairy creature that a moment of searching his encyclopedic memory told him was called a ‘rat.’ “What is this?”
The smiling redhead gestured and the container slid across the floor and stopped at his feet. “I think you called him Loki.”