“ ARE YOU HERE to judge as the past have done. Or can you say truly with no hesitation that a conquering god that I have become.” NOR flick of suppressing words can undo to what the Titan believes was RIGHTFULLY condoned to the universe. Mostly for it was not exactly too late to reverse but merely of what had been fitted. ( sc made for @hellfirebound )

_{“JUDGEMENT is not mine to give.” he may have DISLIKED things – maybe even HATED them at his core, but he wasn’t going to VOICE his opinions. he knew BETTER than to do so. especially around one’s that could be considered his BETTERS. “i’m ILL-SUITED in the matter to PASS it upon someone like yourself.”}

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Ky’s excuse is met with a weary sigh, brows sinks above his eyes until they furrowed in irritation, a wave of fresh annoyance washing over his face. If the reason for why Ky wasn’t there could be attributed to Mephisto’s instruction, Thor thought to censure the devil about it at a later time, show him a sample of the maddening rage that consumed him in his grief. Berating him for not letting his grandchild experience a war which put reality itself in the crosshairs.

Had he been placid before, Thor abandoned such ways in favour of reprisal. Visualising ways with which he could next attack Thanos whilst keeping him alive, the thunderer’s gaze snapped to Ky when he mentioned his brother. Had he said anything extra after ‘kill you again’, he didn’t hear it. For talking ill of his deceased brother had brought the god to his feet, a menacing gleam in his eyes as bruised hands clamped around the half-breed’s throat.

“Speak poorly of Loki again and I won’t hesitate to rip your head off.” Jaws locked together, Thor’s voice was calm, but laced with a dangerous undertone. Changed by his misfortunes, he resembled a powder-keg; fit to explode should the wrong words be said aloud. “You know nothing of his final moments. Of the courage he showed when staring at the face of his own death.”

Pressure increasing around Ky’s neck, Thor’s hold eventually slackened, his mind realising what he was about to do. Appalled, he releases the man, stumbling backwards whilst staring at his own hands. He almost didn’t recognise them.

“That will not be an easy task. With all of the infinity stones in his possession, he could have gone anywhere.”

_{it was a reaction he didn’t expect. not truly at least. all ky knew about the situation was that it was dire and that nothing could change it for the moment. not unless they found thanos, bargained with him, and brought people back. truth be told, he didn’t care about the universe, but bringing back everyone on earth? yes, he would enjoy doing that – become a hero…. even if such a thing was beneath him in all regards.}

_{still, ky would have took death to be a blessing; if he could die that easily. if only… maybe he wouldn’t have been around that long, but all the same, a smirk spread across his lips as his throat was squeezed. something had happened. that much was clear – even as the grin formed, he knew that much. if he had the ability to laugh, he would have, and maybe even changed into his true form just out of spite.}

_{however, he knew this wasn’t the time… nor place for this. not now, not when all he wanted to do was figure out how to reverse this. well, attempt to reverse a good portion of the damage at least.}

_{a reason to why the moment he was let go, he lifted an eyebrow, and rubbed at his neck. he wanted to ask more about what had happened, but just by mentioning his brothers name… he knew that it wasn’t going to be an easy task. nor a clean one at the very least.}

_{“i didn’t mean any disrespect.” a lie, he fully did, but ky also knew what loki was capable of. though, he decided to drop the subject for the time being. “it’s just that what i know of the situation is limited.” he might have watched things from his grandfathers realm, but he didn’t know everything. not really.}

_{“i’m,” a deep breath escaped his lips, “i hate to say it, but i’m on your side… for this.” rather, ky was willing to put aside his violence towards the god of thunder. at least for the time being.}

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“Uh–”

“–yeah, guess I just don’t have a problem being a decent person.” He stated as he turned to face to man. He got the idea that his being decent was what would get him into trouble one of these times, as it apparently set him apart from the rest of society.

_{“well, i’ve rarely managed to run across any decent human’s these days.” he didn’t even know he said human’s instead of people, but then again, ky just didn’t care. “they usually are so preoccupied with themselves that anything that isn’t their own reflection would put a few greek gods to shame.”}

_{‘ many are, but that hasn’t stopped me.’}

_{if he folded every time something became too hard there would
be no sport in it. no, this was done mainly out of spite, and not
to test his own abilities ( though that was debatable ). then again,
even ky knew this wouldn’t last forever, but… it was still fun to see
how far he could go. especially with something like this.}

_{‘ nor will it.’}

_{// @deemwcrthy xxx}

_{“i’m doing the best i can.” well, given the limited resources at his disposal… he thought he was. then again, he had gotten everything he ever wanted, and that even included the deaths of hundreds. though, in reality, he was just out of control, and still a child – even if he would never admit it. “unfortunately, not everyone is perfect, or has a perfect little bubble like family!”}

_{// @fryordie xxx}

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A curious glance was spared his way. “ That is fortunate… because I do not feel like fighting with one of your kind, either. “

_{“oh, i’m hurt,” he replied, tone deeply sarcastic. “see, ‘cause, you think i have a ‘kind’, and well… i don’t. my family may be fallen and demons, but,” his hands slipped into his pockets. “i don’t consider myself like them.” at least for the moment.}

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Earth had changed a lot in the past thirty years since Peter had been been abducted by Yondu and his ravagers. It was one of the many reasons he had kept himself from returning there, knowing it would not be like the place he had left behind. The main reason though; had been because Earth only served as a reminder of what he had lost. Which was only made worse, now that he knew his father had been the cause of his mothers death.

Luckily; he didn’t plan to stay for long. He and his team where there to obtain an object and once they retrieved it they would be gone. He wasn’t exactly sure where the Guardians next destination would be, but it would be better than here that was for sure. Eying the necklace on the unconscious mans neck, Quill reached forward to grab it only to be stopped as footsteps could be heard coming up from behind him.

Instinctively, he went to reach for his blaster that was tucked beneath his jacket but quickly dropped his hand back to his side. This didn’t have to turn into a fight. It would actually be better if it didn’t. Guns going off would no doubt wake the man from his sleep and this might be the only chance he had to retrieve the necklace. Peter turned around to look at the person behind him. “He’s still breathing. Just too drunk I think.”

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_{“well, i’m quite sure that could be fixed.” simple words, but one’s that put into perspective what ky would do if he got close enough to man. life didn’t really matter to him most days – if the guy was on the ground, he more than likely pissed someone off… or was drunk. either way? he didn’t care. not truly at any-rate.}

_{even so, his arms slipped behind his back, and hands slid into his pockets. there was no use in causing more of a scene then their needed to be, but even so… ky never could avoid a good show. “if you apply enough pressure everything stops breathing one way or another.” a risk, but one he was willing to take in all reality.}

_{“think of it more as… advancing upon someone’s destiny than actually killing them.” shortly after his words, he gave a shrug. “fair is fair when they are out like this, don’t you think?”}

_{Sam is letting his hands fall to the sides , this would bring some hunters to wonder but he just hoped that the demon would not go as far as showing who he is, if he played an act the hunters would give the bullets easier, thoughts pushed to the corner of his mind as he is listening to the man talking and then he is carrying on to say. “ And what is the cost , get straight to the point “.}

_{“one favor,” he said bluntly. “to be taken at any-time either before or after your death.” it wasn’t much; just a deal of sorts. souls he had – more than enough to make his usual quota this month, but that didn’t mean he cared for the soul of sam. no, getting him to do something down the road would suffice. “that is the cost.”}