❛ for what purpose would you need a super villain team ?? ❜
❛ if you have to ask… maybe it’s not suited for you. ❜
“i’m going to make my own super villain team. Anyone wanna join?”
“So I do stink? I haven’t even really done…much…”
“Just take a shower.” He let a deep sigh escape his lips. “Or i’ll make you take one.”
Would this guy ever quit? Brock doubts he would, and almost considers sighing in resignation as a result. “An agreement? Fine, here’s one for ya; how about you leave me the hell alone, and go about your business bothering some other poor schmuck, okay?” Eyebrows raising as he spoke, he makes no effort to hide the sarcastic lilt to his words, a natural edition for him to make after running afoul of some pesky nuisance he struggled to shake off. “Now, show me that you can listen, and scam.”
He had thought giving Eddie offers would have helped his case and maybe would have brought him a step closer towards what he wanted. He thought that with a little more pressure (than he already gave) he could have everything lined up, but it seemed like he over reached. So, he had to try another method – one that was just a bit more painful over-all. “Or,” he said, taking a step forward. “I can make sure you listen – the choice is up to you, but do be quick about it. I’m not a patient man.”
Such assurance, however slight, is received positively. Thor finds reason to smile, though the gesture is strained and burdened with the weight of loss. “Nor do I,” he echoes, if out of a need to let the universe know that the god of thunder has no plans to reunite with his loved ones in Valhalla. He could never bear the agony of meeting with them again, until he’d made good on his promise to avenge them.
A sight nod is given to show that he had heard Ky’lar’s remark, after which his attention shifts from the trivialities of conversation to taking action. His eyes light up with a blinding energy, sensitive to each charged atom that floats in the air around them as he holds the axe aloft. He’d observe Heimdall initiate the Bifrost’s teleportation power plenty of times before, but had only called upon it a few times himself.
Within seconds, a torrent of light washes over the duo, carting them off to some faraway place. Thor knew that the bridge needed a fixed destination in order to operation, so he had thought of the furthest star system away from the Earth that he knew of and set course for it. A system that was as insidious and light deprived as the baneful thoughts that currently sought to overtake the benevolent deity’s typically approachable demeanour.
The power of the Bifrost was something Ky hadn’t experienced before. True, he’d been through other means of travel, but nothing like this. If Ky was a bit younger, he would have been asked several questions about it, and how it worked. The only problem was now – being older – he knew that while it was amazing… somethings were best left unanswered. More so given their current circumstances.
While the trip went as planned, Ky had to admit he hadn’t been to many other worlds, and his knowledge of the universe as a whole was lacking. He’d been to Earth and most notably Mephisto’s realm. There had been some others, but nothing like this – or maybe he’d just forgotten what the others were like.
Still, to be so far from Earth… it was breathtaking – more so for Ky as there was a bit of curiosity there. He wanted to explore and to know how this world worked. Hell, he’d want to explore the entire place, but this wasn’t the time nor place for it. No, maybe next time, but not now.
Not when Thanos’ snap and Thor’s failure was still fresh in the God’s mind. Ky may have been cruel, but even he knew his limitations, and wasn’t going to cause something out here. Not when it was just the two of them; he didn’t have to put up an act out here. Nor did he believe it was necessary.
“You think it reached out here as well?” He asked, trying to at least get some sort of dialogue going. It may not have been the best thing to do at the moment, but Ky didn’t know much of what happened. Hell, he didn’t even want to know, and yet some part of him wished everything was just a dream. “—- it’s quiet.”
“ I have never done charity – never will. I might sometimes… decide to help, but that?” He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, no – I don’t care about them, their lives, or anything about them. If I decide to… let’s say save a few lives? That’s done due to the fact it’s needed – once i’m done? It’s up for fate to have the last laugh.” A pause. “As I told you before… i’m not a hero. Nor will i ever be.”
He completely sealed when the other clenched, hand stopping in its tracks and only resuming it’s very gentle motion after he’d gotten the go ahead, “If you want you can lay your head in my lap and I can play with your hair. Feels nice I promise.”
When the motion was resumed, Ky leaned his head back lightly, but not all the way. No, he’d do that soon enough as his eyes closed for a few moments. “You should do this more often.” Or at least when he was able to – not that Ky would complain as long as Peter kept being gentle. “I might come to enjoy it.”
was it really a soft spot? ky didn’t think so – not entirely. he just gave an offer as it seemed the right thing to do. plus he may have liked eddie ( even if he would never admit it ) a little -no, a lot. ‘i wouldn’t call it soft,’ he managed to mutter out lowly. ‘ if you don’t want to… that’s fine..’ a pause. ‘ — i could get you a hotel room for a month or…’ and then he trailed off into silence.
“Yeah I picked up on that.” frowned, peering at him with soft eyes, “I relate to an extent, they can be hard to deal with sometimes.”
“Families are worse – always wanting to… dig their claws into my affairs,” he said, running a hand under his chin. “A reason I try to stay away from everyone… you never know exactly who’s watching or reporting back.”
“W-who’s there?” Jumping at shadows, Brock turns around at the sound of a noise behind him. He had yet to realise that he was being followed by a familiar face. “Show yourself!”
“Do you always jump at what’s in the dark, Eddie?” He asked, a slight amount of amusement in his tone. “Or maybe, you fear what’s in it – sadly enough, you don’t need to fear me, but the night is still young.” Ky shrugged as he leaned against a wall that was somewhat more in the light. “Who knows what might happen then.”
Hellfirebound 