Lamentis Part 2
They walk through an abandoned town.
Loki: It looks like everyone already fled.
Sylvie: If they did, it was in vain.
Loki: How long do we have?
Sylvie: Twelve hours or so. Things down here are only gonna get worse. More meteors, gravity quakes, and of course, the collapse of society in the face of annihilation.
Loki: Could that charge the TemPad?
“I doubt a simple light would let you time travel,” Tony said.
Sylvie: Maybe. I'm just checking the coupling. Making sure it can connect.
“She’s trying to trick him,” Nat said.
“Proof?” Tony asked.
“Just wait.”
Loki: Right.
Sylvie: Okay. Hand it over.
Loki: Pitiful. I'm not giving it to you. You're gonna have to try harder.
Nat smirked in Tony’s direction.
“Whatever,” Tony grumbled.
Sylvie: Then don't give me your "tech savvy" ideas either. The TemPad requires a massive power source, not a night light. They walk towards a hut.
Loki: Brute force is no substitute for diplomacy and guile.
“Care to explain why New York happened then?” Sam asked.
Sylvie: Noted. She kicks down the door but gets shot back.
Several Avengers laughed.
Loki: It's remarkable that you ever made it as far as you did. Sorry about that.
Don't be. I enjoyed it.
Loki: Oh... I did too. But I can assure you, despite my acquaintance behaving like an animal uh, we mean you no harm. We're simply weary travelers.
Sure you are. Loki looks through the window and shapeshifts into the man in a photo.
“I want to do that,” Peter said.
“What? Get stuck in an apocalypse?” Clint joked. Peter was not amused.
Loki: Hello, dear.
Patrice?
Loki: It... It's been a long time. You're as beautiful as... Loki gets shot back and turned back into himself.
Everyone laughed.
Patrice never said a thing that nice in 30 years. You're no travelers, you're devils.
Sylvie: Which one was that? Diplomacy? Or...
Loki: Don't. Just don't.
What do you devils want with me?
Sylvie: We just wanna ask you a question. Where is everyone?
The ark. The evacuation vessel.
Sylvie: Something like that would have enough juice to repower the TemPad.
Loki: How do we get there?
Train station's the edge of town. But you'll never get a ticket.
“Well they don’t exactly plan on getting a ticket,” Wanda said.
Sylvie: Come on, let's go. We see the train and the people waiting in line.
Quiet down! Get back!
The ark leaves tonight and we've been waiting in line for hours. For hours.
Loki: Well, this looks fun.
Sylvie: Come on.
Loki: We can't fight our way onto that train.
Sylvie: Who said anything about fighting?
“You probably,” Sam pointed out.
Loki: All your plans involve fighting.
Sylvie: Not this one. I'm going to enchant a guard, have him lead us through the crowd, and if anyone gives us any trouble...
Loki: Make him start shooting? And then what, kill every guard and hijack the train?
“That does sound like something you guys would do,” Clint pointed out.
Sylvie: Whether or not there's a fight is entirely up to them.
Loki: We're doing this one my way. He uses magic to change into the guards’ outfit.
“He looks really stupid in that,” Wanda said.
Loki: How do I look?
“Stupid,” Clint repeated.
Sylvie: Like someone with a shit plan.
“That too,” Clint added.
Loki: It's a great plan.
Sylvie: Hmm.
Loki: Just follow my lead.
To Shuroo? This way, sir. They walk onto the platform.
Let us in! Women and children... They're only giving tickets out to the wealthy! What about us?
Guard: Tickets? Whoa! Hey!
Loki: Taking this one to Shuroo.
Guard: Okay. And the tickets?
Loki: Orders come from the top to get her on this train.
“Why is he doing that to his voice?” Ned questioned.
“To sound professional probably, but he’s failing miserably,” Nat answered.
Guard: Sir, this... Sylvie enchants the guard.
Guard 2: Everything okay?
Guard: Yeah, everything's fine. Yeah, I just remembered that headquarters radioed in their request for them this morning.
Guard 2: Okay.
Loki: Okay. They walk onto the train.