t's been a long two years for the royal family of Asgard, and they have spent those years trying to locate their lost son Loki. Loki disappeared during a fight with Thor after he had broken out of his cell when the avengers had been holding him, there was no way to search the other realms. It seemed all hope was lost, and time for the family to move on. Well that is what they had thought and if they could see there son now they would be shocked, It had seemed that loki was gone and nothing would change that.
But yet here he was, Shaking his head as he stumbles towards the tall building ahead making sure not to be seen by anyone looking weak. The pain that seems to creep inside him consuming him seems to be getting worse by the minute as he looks ahead of him muttering under his breath shakily. He in truth seems distant from them like he isent fully there half there and half lost. As he reaches the bottom of the building looking up at it slowly trembling more suddenly shivering . He is still cautious even though it is the middle of the night knowing that full well there are the occasional few (like him) that had liked to wander about at night.
Starting to stumbles closer to the door of it he takes a deep breath looking round with a deep breath. It is scorching heat even though its still the middle of the night. The days are always worse and its hurting him, As well as all the cuts and bruises on his form already. As he reaches the side he cant help it his legs buckle and give way from underneath him as he sinks down onto the hot pavement beneath him. Knowing that he has no choice it was this or death here in the middle of the street and the heat that is whipping up around him. Raising a badly trembling hand he flicks it removing all the magic concealing him from others that may be looking, Hoping against all hope that there is someone looking out for him.
TheNanaBananas
But yet here he was, Shaking his head as he stumbles towards the tall building ahead making sure not to be seen by anyone looking weak. The pain that seems to creep inside him consuming him seems to be getting worse by the minute as he looks ahead of him muttering under his breath shakily. He in truth seems distant from them like he isent fully there half there and half lost. As he reaches the bottom of the building looking up at it slowly trembling more suddenly shivering . He is still cautious even though it is the middle of the night knowing that full well there are the occasional few (like him) that had liked to wander about at night.
Starting to stumbles closer to the door of it he takes a deep breath looking round with a deep breath. It is scorching heat even though its still the middle of the night. The days are always worse and its hurting him, As well as all the cuts and bruises on his form already. As he reaches the side he cant help it his legs buckle and give way from underneath him as he sinks down onto the hot pavement beneath him. Knowing that he has no choice it was this or death here in the middle of the street and the heat that is whipping up around him. Raising a badly trembling hand he flicks it removing all the magic concealing him from others that may be looking, Hoping against all hope that there is someone looking out for him.
TheNanaBananas