Hacker of computers, caretaker of Jane Foster, BFF's with Princes of Asgard and a boss ass bitch with a taser. [[ indie mcu roleplay blog for Darcy Lewis. Secondary blog. ]]
“what? why? come one. I am not the most conversational kind of guy, nor are you the most ordinary girl. though I am totally not going to say anything similar again because you asked me to and I respect that. whether you are a girl or a guy to be honest,” was the immediate response before he tilted his head, an amused grin spreading across his features.
“you havin’ a soldier kink goin’ on there or something?”
‘ you’re lucky i’m open minded and that i’m gonna take that not an ordinary girl comment as a compliment otherwise someone would’ve gotten a knee to the balls. ‘ her eyes then rolled and her arms crossed over her chest.
‘ yeah, some soldiers are incredibly sexy and that metal arm is defintely doing someone for me, buckaroo. ‘
“Yes, because I, of all people, truly need to be educated on abs of freedom.” He drily answered, squinting his lids at the dreamy look within her cerulean eyes. About to wave a hand In front of her to break the spell that was Captain America’s muscled torso, her jab made a forced, sarcastic smile part his lips.
"You’re completely different from the species of a woman.”
Her small rant on the unfairness of same sex attraction in the countries of Midgard made Loki’s head cant to one side, noticing how much It upset her. “Tis’ unfortunate to have such narrow-minded people stuck In their own means of morals. If everyone, In this entire universe, all males only liking females, and vice versa, It would be a complete bore. Everything Is far too big to be black and white.”
Craning his neck to gaze upwards, a airy laugh arose from his throat and Into the air at the question. He’d estimate It would take a day before someone voted her off the realm for disturbances.
"No ticket required per sey, but you will, however, need to be kneeled In front of me once we arrived.”
‘ aw, don’t be jealous. mischief. i’m sure there’s something about you that screams…maybe not freedom… ‘ she smirked, her head tilting to the side at him and eyes running over his body with pursed lips.
she scoffed and rolled her eyes at him. ‘ do not use that as a reason! if you’re like every other man on my planet then chances are i’m a lot like every other girl on your planet. ’ she hesitated for a moment, eyebrows arched. ‘ i hope not though. if i met someone like me, i’d probably sock her in the face or tase her. ‘
her eyes suddenly lit up, dimples on her cheeks appearing as she smiled. ‘ loki, i swear to god, if you took me to asgard, i would kneel and give you the blow job of your life! ‘
Jane? The woman Thor talked so much about, going on a limb Steve figured this must be Darcy. Hands tearing the tape from his knuckles, he listened to her talk, sounded like one of two things. He was either mad or expecting something.
❝Darcy Lewis, right?❞
❝from what I hear— either you did something to upset him, or he’s expecting big thing from you Miss Lewis. ❞
‘ the one and only. ‘ darcy’s lips were pulled in a smirk and she made a dramatic gesture to herself. ‘ and you, sir, are captain america! which is awesome. ‘
she then scoffed, pulling a spoon from her jacket’s pocket and opening the ice cream tub. ‘ as if coulson could be upset with me. we have a mutual understanding of we both annoy each other when we feel like it, and he’s great…except for the, uh, five languages and trainer that wants to kill me… ‘
“And you’re a…Dammit, what are those things called..” Snapping his fingers, completely missing the snapping sound they’re supposed to make, he perked up and shot her a condescending glare. “Stale. I may say your name at whatever pitch I like, and I do mean, any pitch.”
Glancing over and accepted glass of more ale from his fellow, rowdy mate, he downed the sweet beverage In front of the brunette, keeping emeralds trained on her the entire time before openly dropping the glass onto the floor, smacking his lips loudly, beaming bright moments later. Sighing loudly at her rush to leave the crowded building, he took her smaller hand within his and begun to lead her towards a wall, stopping abruptly right next to the exit. “My Gods, Darcy, has the door disappeared?!”
brown hair draped over darcy’s back as she groaned again, louder than before. ‘ uhhhhhhhh. god, how are you a god?! ‘ she then took control of leading him outside, tugging his hand more forcefully. ‘ i hope your head fuckin’ pounds the shit out of you tomorrow. it’s probably gonna feel worse than when banner took you down. ‘
she made herself smirk with that one, standing outside the bar and taking in the fresh air. ‘ tomorrow, i swear to god, i am going to get a drum kit and play it right next to your ears. you ruined my night. i have barely had three beers and i am already dragging myself to a diner for coffee, thanks to you, god of assholes! ‘
“Because you were too consumed In poking him like a science experiment and insulting me to notice.” He answered flatly. Pushing his tongue against a single, sharpened tooth In the corner of his mouth, he snorted. “I must be the only one who was busy fighting him off to notice his allegedly mouthwatering physique.”
Darcy’s plea for his intentional, lewd puns to cease made a humorous laughter come from his belly and up, sighing with a satisfied smile. “Tis’ impossible for me too. I’m afraid I’ll be Infesting your strange mind with them.”
Her Midgardian slang made confusion register over his features, Loki hadn’t known what bats had to do with their conversation. After a few moments (probably too long), his lips formed a perfect ‘O’ In realization, amused. “You’re asking If I strictly prefer the touches of men? Labels don’t hold importance on Asgard as It does here. I like what I like, take that as whatever you may.”
‘ uh, dude. i will set up a powerpoint presentation to why captain america is fit if you don’t believe me. guys a freakin’ model, i swear… ‘ her eyes drifted of to the side slightly, daydreaming clear in her eyes for a few seconds before she turned her stare back to the real loki. ‘ strange mind? you’ve never talked to a woman before, right? is that what you mean? ‘ she smirked and leaned back, using the clone holding her for support, nonchalantly, as if he were an object.
darcy’s face suddenly turned curious, eyes looking up to him and listening intently. ‘ ‘s cool to have that sort of freedom, huh? this is supposed to be the country of the free and guys who like guys and girls who like girls have to fight for their rights in some states. its bullshit. ‘ her lips pursed and eyes glancing down at the ground. ‘ like i said, asgard sounds awesome. how can i buy a train ticket there? ‘
It wasn’t hard to keep her hidden away—
imprisoned but far from prying eyes or from anyone’s knowledge. His father had many secret chambers, they littered the palace and long ago Loki had made it his job to know of them, without his father finding out of course. It was a fun little game he played when he was alone.
He kept her in one of these such chambers, having taken on his father’s visage he was able to come and go as he liked without a care in the world. It was Odin’s form that entered the room initially, the door closing behind him and clicking to a lock before he began to make his way over. As he did he discarded the look of the elderly god and switched back to his own form in a glimmer of light.
He was pleasantly surprised to see that she was now awake and sitting upright. He strode up to the bright, golden cage he kept her in, like a prized pet and looked her down much the same way you would a fascinating insect.
❝I was beginning to think you would never wake.❞
he said, taking something from behind his cloak. ❝I was able to recover these, I imagine they’re important to you?❞He asked, holding out the glasses through the bars of the cage for her to take.
They didn’t have such things in Asgard, there was no need, but he knew that mortals were thousands of years away from being on their level, so she probably did need them to improve her sight at least.
her chocolate colored hues remained wide with fear, staring at him without breathing for a while. when it finally hit her that she was forgetting to breath, she took a deep breath in that was also mixed with a gasp, her hand flying to her chest and darcy leaning of the bed slightly.
‘ oh god. i’m gonna be sick…it wasn’t a dream. you’re here. you’re alive. ohmygod, why am i still alive? how am i still alive? where the hell is jane and thor and ian and…holy shit… ‘
she squeezed her eyes shut tightly, attempting to take deep breaths to calm herself. her hands balled in fists and she clutched at her own clothing for a few seconds before she calmed (well, ask calm as a girl in her situation could get) and opened her eyes, the gaze landing on him.
shaking legs eventually stood up, making their way over to him. darcy tried to contain the shaking of her entire body, especially the hand that slowly edged towards her glasses that lied to his hand, but failed, the shaking probably felt when she plucked her glasses from his hand and opened them to place over her eyes.
with clear eye sight, everything seemed so much worse. brown orbs closed again, the brunette taking in another deep breath. her eyes opened once more but this time staring at the ground and haltingly lifted her eyes to stare at him.
more silence accompanied her staring before her mouth opened and what came out was purely darcy.
”Oh, do coooome on, Darcy.” Loki encouraged, turning away from the intoxicated fools to focus on the brunette, a breathless chuckle rising from his throat. “What could SHEILD do what hasn’t already been done? Are they going to lock you up in a cell and interrogate you until they can sate their need for pointless information?” It was then he groaned, rubbing his eyes. “My Gods that was a long sentence…By the way, your lips taste of peppermint.”
‘ oh god, you’re a stupid drunk…’ darcy muttered to herself, deliberately making it loud enough for him to just hear. ‘ and don’t say my name like that. it’s weird. it’s like you’ve had too much liquid encouragement and you’re not even waiting till someone invites you to have sex, you’re just crackin’ out the bed voice now. ‘
she sighed, arms crossing over her chest and an eyebrow quicking up at him. ‘ yeah, and your’s taste like vodka, crumpets and other english things. now, c’mon, let’s go, mischief. ‘
