[ there's one thing that particularly comes to mind as they fight: Thor always expected Mjolnir to come back. not in the most literal sense, where the hammer would return to his hand no matter what, but in the broader sense where the hammer would find a way back to hime.
some way; some how.
Loki's not sure the hammer will come back. he wonders what's for the best, and realizes that he doesn't know. it's thrilling in some way. maybe it's not just Mjolnir that he believes would come back, but everything else as well, Loki included. it's a time of change with the ground breaking up around their feet. it feels good to swing a sword, to get lost in the heat of battle. there's adrenaline that takes him, screams filling his ears as he sears the blade across metal.
the sword goes back and forth between them, tossed as robots came nearer, fearless and heavy with metal. a wild grin crosses Loki's face as they fall one by one, over and over again.
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some way; some how.
Loki's not sure the hammer will come back. he wonders what's for the best, and realizes that he doesn't know. it's thrilling in some way. maybe it's not just Mjolnir that he believes would come back, but everything else as well, Loki included. it's a time of change with the ground breaking up around their feet. it feels good to swing a sword, to get lost in the heat of battle. there's adrenaline that takes him, screams filling his ears as he sears the blade across metal.
the sword goes back and forth between them, tossed as robots came nearer, fearless and heavy with metal. a wild grin crosses Loki's face as they fall one by one, over and over again.
it feels good. ]