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Fandom Consequences // Jane Foster & Loki [CLOSED]

WhiteCrow

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"Have you been having any new.. " He stopped and searched for the word, as if he hadn't already asked the same question at precisely the same time, every day so far this week. "Side effects?" Bruce asked and although he was very polite in doing so, Jane was less inclined to answer today than she had been any other day prior.

Because DOCTOR (Yes, she STILL was) Jane Foster had been literally in the middle of implementing the new Land AI protocol in her world changing project, which related to space travel and the Einstein-Rosen bridge; A project that not only would accelerate mankind's progress through the stars, and dramatically advance the understanding of which-- But it was ALSO the portion of the project she would have quite enjoyed Banner's assistance on, a fact which only made the sting just a degree worse. Which, as sharp as it was, did not being to compare to the realization that she no longer had the perimeter points memorized.

And had never bothered to write them down.

"No." Jane said, in an entirely bad mood.

"No headaches or anything?"

Migraines, actually. Jane knew, With temporary spells of blindness-- Muscle spasms too, and..

"No." Jane repeated. "If you're finished," Asking about the 'side effects' from poking the Reality Stone, aha.. She BARELY caught herself before she said that. Jane really WAS in a bad mood today, apparently. Maybe if she hurried back to her project she could remember her parameters and end the morning on a much better note.. Or just not spend it here, that would improve it by MEASURES. "I have my work to get back to and I'm starting to feel like a--"

Criminal.

Was that Loki who just crossed the hall outside the exam room window?

"What's he doing here?" Jane asked instead, confusion so overtaking that for a brief moment, her vision blacked.

"Him?" Bruce looked over his shoulder, entirely missing the fervant blinks as Jane attempted to get her vision back as casually as possible-- Aha! Back! "He's been helping out here." Bruce explained.
 
Loki walks down the hall with a small sigh ducking out of the room he has been in with a small sigh shaking his head. He needs air and its not a option to wait , His head is starting to ache a dull throbbing in the side of his temple. This was normal after all he had been through a lot, and to top all of it off he now has to help out here, cleaning stuff up for them doing as they tell him too as always.

That was not the worst of it though, the worst thing here was that they all bossed him about and told him what to do. That was something that loki had ALWAYS hated being done to him. It was stupid but..... to be honest it made him feel kinda trapped, Like he was in some sorta cage and that he could not get out and had no control. It was worse now though it was like he was a act or something to be spectated. Also that everyone here was a spectator designed to make him feel even worse and that he should be ashamed of himself. It is not pleasant and especially after the whole incident that had just passed it was stupid, but people where hating him so much after that and it was so annoying.

Moving his hand to gently rub his temple he sighs a little bit, finally raising his eyes to look up at where he is going having been so focused on his thoughts after all. Noticing that he is in a place that he is not so clear on where abouts in the building he is. Stopping for a moment to lean against the wall a little he squeezes his eyes tight shut.

"For gods sake not again". Loki mutters under his breath with a sigh.
 
Had Jane been bestowed some external knowledge, perhaps some idea of a hovering sight over the story itself, she might have thought it ironic to know Loki muttered this just as Jane thought to (And thought better of.)

Or, maybe it didn't have to be supernatural vision, any vision at all would do, really, because her brown eyes just about lost signal the moment that she crossed the threshold of the examination room.

"You alright?" Banner asked lightly over his notes.
"Just forgot something." Jane dismissed and did feel somewhat guilty of it-- But the sense of lab rat won out.

Luckily Banner didn't push the issue, not really, because he put away the notes (Or else made a crashing noise to the left for the fun of it), wished her luck, and passed her in the hall.

"Come on, come on." Jane squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head like it was in fact one of those old T.V.s you only had to bang the side of once or twice to fix, and not, of course, one of the greatest minds of her generation scarred over and currently not functioning. "Been doing it your whole life, let's go, come on." She motivated, opened.

Still couldn't see.

But she could hear someone down the hall, footfalls echoing closer and closer, and it was all Jane could think to casually shut her eyes so the whiteness of temperary blindness couldn't be seen and lean an arm on the doorway.

Wow, that was a bit further than she thought, and ungracefully, she staggered somewhat, hit it with her shoulder, and just about broke schooled expression.

She was hopeless, wasn't she?
 

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