Chapter 3
It took Mobius nearly three hours to get the papers sorted and back together in a somewhat reasonable way that he could at least be satisfied.
The picture?
Well, it was somewhere.
That somewhere was his left pocket. He hadn't even looked at it yet, but he was hyper aware of it gently poking at his hip.
It was his lunch break by the time he finished with the papers, so off to the little cafeteria he went where others were already gathering. He got himself a salad, allowing himself to put dressing on for once for all his hard work earlier.
It was tasteless without it anyway, but he was having too much pie in his days.
As he sat there, alone, like usual, he finally took the photo out of his pocket. It had a crease line down the middle, but he could still see it well enough.
Holy shit
The staple jet black hair and green eyes, and pale skin… striking to look at, just like all the others.
His fork froze half way to his mouth.
This a Loki. He was sure of it.
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Loki, on the other hand, the same striking green eyes and gorgeous hair from the picture, now found himself in an even more orange room.
He didn't like the colour orange. It never matched with anything. Hatred was probably a better word.
Except for brown. Orange matched with brown.
Which he liked even less.
The woman, who he would later know to be Hunter B-15, dragged him by his handcuffs as he looked back to see the weird rectangle thing closing behind him. Loki opened his mouth to protest, glancing behind him.
“Now you look her-” He didn’t get much more than that before the woman put some weird… neck piece around his throat.
“What-”
He barely had time to say anything before the briefcase holding the tesseract got thrown onto the counter, and he heard something about evidence before he got even more violently thrown into what he thought was an elevator.
Yeah, safe to say it was not an elevator.
It, instead, burned off his clothes to smithereens, falling to the floor in what remained of them.
The very expensive asgardian green and black leathers, falling to the floor, leaving him completely naked. What a sight.
The floor fell out from beneath him, and he would’ve been ashamed about the sound of absolute surprise that left his lips as it did so.