Loki doesn't have a suit
I knocked on Loki's door. "Hey, Loki, do you have a suit?"
The door opened, and Loki stood there, in a green long-sleeved shirt and black pants with scaled pockets, blankly staring. He then blinked and went back into his room. I followed him.
Clothes were everywhere. On the floor, on his bed, and he had a coat thrown over the mirror in the corner. He even had a bra hanging on his bedframe. He went over to his bed, and pulled a pair of boots out from underneath, putting them on his bed. I walked over to his bed, looking closer.
He had his golden crown of horns, but one of them was broken. A green chest plate of scales. A long green coat with gold detailing and fur hood. Long black fingerless gloves. He sat down, put on socks, and then his boots.
"Is this what you're wearing?" I asked, gesturing to the outfit on his bed.
He looked up at me. "Do you have a problem with it?"
"I kinda expected a sword?"
He chuckled. "I no longer possess Gram, and Stark made sure to take away anything I could use against him," He pushed up one sleeve, ever so slightly, and a power dampener showed. He pulled the sleeve back down and stood up. He then put on his chest plate, then his gloves.
"Oh."
He then put on his coat, then his horns. I noticed he had painted his nails black, and put on black eyeliner. It looked good.
"Are you done staring? I'm powerless, not helpless," Loki rolled his eyes. He opened his window. He began to climb out-
I grabbed his arm. "What are you doing???"
"We're going on patrol, are we not?" He said, kicking his legs out. He stood on something and pulled his arm away.
Loki was standing in midair.
"I- how?"
"Seven Leauge Boots. Can we go?"
I climbed out and extended my hand. He took it, and I swung us down. My suit extended over my face.
"I thought you couldn't use magic?"
He chuckled. "I can't. My boots have magic of their own. My coat too," He said, folding it over his face. He disappeared, then he dropped it, appearing again. "Both are special artifacts that were woven with magic."
We started walking. People moved out of the way for us. Most took pictures of Loki.
"Oh, I forgot! Do you have your earpiece?"
He pulled back his hair, showing me the earpiece. I gave him a thumbs-up, and started listening to the world around us. I heard commotion down the alleyway, but it was on the other side of the-
Loki jumped onto a car and ran across the traffic. I swung after him. We both landed on the other side. We both ran, and there we saw it. A businessman being held at gunpoint by someone in a red and black suit-
I jumped onto a wall, climbing above him. Loki stood behind the man.
"Just give me the money. Come on man, I'm new in town."
I webbed the gun. Loki punched him. He spun around, and I dropped down. I webbed his feet, but he pulled out a katana and slashed at me. I jumped back, and Loki was gone. Damn it. I Jumped up and over him, restraining him from behind. I webbed the katana to the wall and his hands together.
Loki appeared again, and pulled the mask off of the guy. He was horribly scarred, but didn't look older than me. I stood next to Loki.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Who are you," He asked, looking at Loki.
Loki clicked his tongue. "Answer him."
"Everyone knows who I am. Look at my outfit. I'm Deadpool."
Deadpool? I looked at my screens, and there he was. A mercenary. Seemingly immortal. Thankfully, I could mute what was said out loud on this suit. I called Mr. Stark.
"He's asleep, what do you need, Spider-man?"
That wasn't Friday.
"Who are you?"
"Harley. What do you need?"
"I need Mr. Stark."
I heard keyboard clacking. "Oh, Deadpool. Yeah, I'll send backup." The call ended.
I turned to Loki and un-muted myself. "Did you hear that?"
"I did," He said, squatting. Deadpool was sitting now.
Backup took about thirty seconds to arrive. It was Mr. Stark and Steve Rogers. They knocked Deadpool out and took him back to the tower.
We continued our patrol. Besides a few robberies, it was a peaceful night. We decided to take the elevator back up to our rooms.
"So, whatcha think?"
Loki chuckled. "It would've been more fun if I could use magic."
"Do you know when you're getting those cuffs off?"
He took off a glove and showed me a cuff. It was taped together.
"You- you had magic the whole time?"
He smiled. "No mortal technology will stop me."