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"You there! Stop!"

He was running, running as fast as he feet could carry him. So were the others. He heard the first one get taken down as they ran, his body hitting the ground. He didn't stop, however, none of them did. Trying to run through the alleys in the hope of escape from their pursuer. It seemed like the operation would have been easy enough, knock over a transport on its way back from some Stark Industries labs and steal from it before the cops showed up. Any one item they found in there would have been infinitely valuable. What they did not expect, however, was a cleverly-placed decoy..that contained quite the nasty little surprise.

A surprise that now landed promptly onto a car's roof, shattering glass and bringing the three remaining men to a dead stop.

"I shall repeat myself. Stop." Lady Sif, Warrior of Asgard and Avenger, stated succinctly. He screamed and ran for cover, shoving aside the other two men and Sif descended on them with her shield. Soon, he found himself going down an alley...and finding a dead end.

"Ah, crap crap crap...no no no..." The man pulled off his ski mask and looked down. He could try to climb the wooden fence that separated this part of the alley from another, he decided. That would do. He started to try and climb up it, looking for a place to wedge his foot for leverage when his eyes met the visage of a young woman...maybe eleven or twelve? He couldn't know. "Hey, shouldn't you be in school? Beat it, kid!"



Sif handled two of the men she had been pursuing with gusto. They were Midgardian criminals, not superhumans (she had to remind herself) and so all she did was render them unconscious rather than slay them. Handcuffing them afterwards, Sif quickly moved to pursue the third of the men, who had run down an alley to avoid her. It seemed he was not aware of the fence that separated this alley from another, which would keep him from getting too far ahead. She turned the corner, her shield up and her weapon drawn, expecting to see quite the sight...
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Posted: May 12 2018, 02:30 PM
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Laura had been doing very little lately, apart from frequent pickpocketing in order to feed herself and build up the roll of bills in her backpack. She'd nearly gotten caught yesterday, but she'd managed to escape thanks to a certain combination of recklessness and agility that had nearly gotten her seriously hurt. But she'd gotten away from the policeman that had spotted her, and she considered that a win. Maybes and nearlys didn't count, just the end result. And the end result had been in her favour.

She'd stayed in the area, not particularly concerned about anyone caring enough about some teenage thief to hunt her down. The only thing she had to worry about was how soon the Facility would be sending men after her. It hadn't been hard to find a motel with empty rooms nearby, and she'd picked the look of one of them, curling up on top of the bed's covers for the night. By the time it was light enough outside for the birds to start singing, she'd disappeared, leaving the door open behind her. After buying herself breakfast at a nearby cafe, she'd stuck to her usual routine of wandering around the city, looking at whatever caught her fancy.

When a still-unseen man started running toward her in the alley that she'd briefly squirreled herself away in, her curiosity was peaked. Hiking her backpack further up her shoulders, she climbed up the fence, using a dumpster for leverage and her foot claws to keep her in place. Even though an average girl her age probably would have been frightened at the sight, she simply folded her arms across the top of the fence and watched him with nearly impassive curiosity. Clearly he was running from someone or something, but she didn't particularly care about that or whoever it was that he'd been scared of.

His rough words didn't bother her in the slightest, much less the implied threat. "No," she replied simply, continuing to watch him try to climb the fence in much the way that a cat would watch a bird. When there was a burst of movement at the other end of the alley, her head snapped up and her gaze fixed on the newcomer to the scene. A woman was no unusual sight, but one with a shield and sword? That earned a head tilt, and Laura was clearly completely distracted from the man that had formerly held her attention. Who was this?

The would-be thief had finally found his purchase on the fence and started climbing, not seeming to care that Laura was in his way. Rather than wait for him to get to the top, she decided to be proactive in keeping him from getting away. She sat sideways on the top of the fence just long enough for her claws to retract, then tumbled over the edge, crashing onto the man's shoulders and knocking him to the ground. When they landed together, she rolled on impact, coming up into a crouch. She moved just far away enough from the man to keep him from being able to attack her when or if he stood up, and watched the woman with an open, curious look. Who was she? And more importantly, "Why are you chasing him?"



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Posted: May 12 2018, 04:05 PM
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One did not expect to find a human child tackling a ground man to the ground, but that was the sight that met Sif's eyes as she turned the corner. Her job as a warrior was to expect the unexpected, one never knew how the battlefield could change within a fraction of a second and one had to be prepared for anything. This was just such a change and Sif adapted as necessary. It was clear that the child had at least some combat experience...or, at the very least the would-be criminal was far more inept than she had first believed.

Her armor glistened in the sunlight as she approached, regarding the child and the man closely. The man did not seem inclined to rise again, though he still breathed as much as his unconscious fellows did. Her eyes flicked toward the child, however, when she asked the Warrior Goddess a single question. It struck her that this girl was not frightened. If anything, she was far more placid than any Midgardian child (and indeed even some adults) would be in this situation, at least out of those that Sif herself had met. Her question reflected something beyond that of the mental capacity of a normal child. She didn't ask who she was, she didn't ask to not be hurt, she asked why she was pursuing the man who lay on the alley fearing for his life.

"This man was attempting to steal technology that would have harmed others." Sif explained succinctly, seeing no reason to talk down to or lie to the child about her purpose. "I had intended to arrest him and hand him over to the authorities."

"And what are you doing here?" Sif asked as she sheathed her blade, clipping it once more to her belt as she stood, shield at the ready to defend in the event that this child was more than she appeared and had hostile intentions. Normally, she would not think so, but she reminded herself that this young woman had just subdued a grown man with seemingly no effort...and Midgard often proved to have individuals that were more than met the eye.
Posted: May 13 2018, 08:06 AM
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The woman did not seem as surprised to see Laura as the girl had expected. Most people would have had a few questions about what a teenage girl was doing on her own in the city, especially considering that she'd just jumped a random man. But they seemed to be more curious about each other than anything, and she was quite all right with that. As long as this strange woman with her strange weapons didn't try to attack her, they would part on good enough terms.

Her question was answered with honesty, as far as she could tell. While she didn't much care about whatever this man had tried to do, evidently it was a serious crime. She didn't think that thieving on its own was all too serious, given how much she did it herself, though she also knew that her view of morality and legality was different than most others'. Being created in a laboratory and raised as an assassin tended to skew one's perspective of such things. Personally, she didn't much care about any of that, since it gave her the skills that she needed to survive on her own.

She also didn't care about the woman's plans for the thief. It wasn't anything that was going to impact her, so the woman could do as she wished without any sort of interference from her. Rather than staying near the would-be thief, Laura crossed the alley, circling towards Sif with the same curious look on her face. She'd never seen anything quite like her before, and it was fairly obvious that she didn't know what to think of the woman. Chances were she was in good company. When asked what she was doing there herself, she simply shrugged and continued eyeing the older woman.

"I was not doing anything." That wasn't entirely a lie, as she hadn't been doing much when the thief had tried to make a run for it past her. She didn't say anything else, though she slowly edged toward the woman. Even though the sword had been sheathed, she gave it a brief, distrustful glance before her attention returned to the shield. Laura had never seen anything like it, and unless Sif did something to startle her, she had every intention of poking at it to see what it was like.



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Posted: May 13 2018, 05:49 PM
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Sif regarded the child closely. It was true that she was not completely confident in her knowledge of Midgardian customs. However, she was fairly certain that at least younger children should have been accompanied by an adult. It seemed to be their way. However, this child was alone and had just taken down a grown man with ease. Definitely not an ordinary Midgardian child. "You are...alone?" Sif asked. This could be some sort of elaborate con, much as Loki would play, but Sif did not believe that was the case. If she were involved with those who had tried to rob the truck, then it was quite a bit too much effort to sell the prank.

No, that wasn't it. This girl had no relation to the man who she had just tackled to the ground. But who was she? And how was she trained enough to achieve the feat that Sif had just seen her perform? It was worthy of further questioning. Perhaps Sif had simply found the girl in the wrong place at the right time to stop the escaping criminal. The girl's posture was...open, yet guarded all at once. Someone curious, yet she had the warrior's instinct to be ready to spring into action when the need arose. Even if it never did.

'Admirable,' Sif thought, 'for one so young.'

"I suppose that your business is your own." Sif relented on that line of questioning for the moment. "I was given to understand that Midgardians were a bit more...protective of their children." It might have been a misunderstanding on her part, though Sif knew they varied differently from how Asgardians raised her children. Sif found human children to be...often quite sheltered in the modern era. Things were different all over, of course, but in America that seemed to be the case.

She watched as the girl moved up to her, and Sif did not move from her spot as she saw the girl's clear interest in her shield. She remembered something that one of Stark's staff had mentioned about good public relations. "I am Lady Sif of Asgard." She said, introducing herself to the youngling. "What's your name?" She asked her.
Posted: May 14 2018, 05:14 PM
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Laura wasn't at all surprised that the woman seemed to be watching her closely. It seemed to be a very common reaction among the people she saw on the street. Those that weren't looking at her, however briefly, were usually too distracted by their phones or some other thing that kept them from adequately observing the world around them. She didn't really understand the trend herself, though she knew that very few others had the same way of watching out for the world around them as she did. But even though she found it strange, she generally didn't care what others did.

When asked if she was alone, she simply shrugged, having no intention of answering the question. People were obsessed with making sure that no children were on their own, from what she'd seen of them, and she had no desire of betraying her solitude to this woman and potentially having to deal with repercussions. Yes, she was alone, no, she did not need to be coddled or babysat. She was much more capable of taking care of herself than any of the others that she'd seen so far, with the exception of one or two police officers that she'd seen responding to a call. They had been suitably trained and armed.

She nodded when Sif said that her business was her own, pleased that the older woman hadn't tried to press her for details. The following comment earned another shrug, though a slightly doubtful look crossed her face for a moment. For all she knew, normal people were protective of their normal children, but she considered herself neither normal or a child. Laura had been created as a weapon and to her knowledge, there was no way to break away from that. Just because she had nobody giving her orders or threatening to punish her didn't mean that she had to forget all she knew.

Rather than answering the question about her name, she seemingly ignored it. Instead she reached out to tap Sif's shield, withdrawing a step at the noise her fingernail made on the metal. But it didn't scare her, and she stepped closer in to tap it a few more times before evidently satisfying her curiosity. "I do not have a name." That was a lie, given that she had both a lab designation and a name that her mother had given her. But she wanted nothing to do with the Facility or the name it had given her, and she'd never used the second. "What is a 'Midgardian'?" The word was unfamiliar to her, and she pronounced it carefully.



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Posted: May 14 2018, 07:32 PM
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Sif's head cocked slightly to the side at the child's seeming nonchalance. She did not know if she was alone? Perhaps she sought to be independent and had run from home, not wanting to return for whatever reason. Knowing as little about her as she did, Sif could not say. Perhaps some more interaction would reveal something? Sif found the child to be unusually guarded, not like many Midgardian children she had run into since she had started spending time here. Many of them were a little afraid of her at first, though some would come right up to her upon learning she was an Avenger. Hand her something to sign, ask her if she knew Thor, and other things besides.

This child, however, did neither of that. She did not seem afraid...more curious. Sif watched her as she approach, the child seeming to have no ill will as she reached forward, tapping the shield a few times experimentally. "Familiar with a shield, are you?" She asked, attempting to find the means to perhaps question the child further. Perhaps some familiarity with weaponry would make an effective means of conversation. Even an unusual child was, Sif reasoned, still a child. There had to be some way to breach that outer shell, if only in a minute manner.

"You have no name?" Sif asked, completely skeptical of that fact. A thought came to her, however. "You weren't, perchance, met by a blue man who struck your head with a mace, were you?" She inquired. "It happened to me once and I forgot my own name. It is not an experience I would recommend trying to replicate." Her last mission on Earth before Odin...Loki...had banished her from Asgard.

"I apologize. I forget that the term is not often used here. You are from Earth, yes?" Sif asked. The Goddess of War had not considered that the child might not even be from Midgard. It would explain a great many things about how oddly out of place she was. But she looked human, so far as Sif could tell. Unless, of course, she hailed from outside the Nine Realms, which was another possibility. "You are on Earth, known to my people as Midgard. Hence, you are a Midgardian." She explained succinctly, wondering if that might jog some sort of memory the girl might have, in case of her being struck about the head and losing said memory.

Or simply for clarification. Either way, Sif wasn't afraid to try that.
Posted: May 15 2018, 04:04 PM
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Laura wasn't giving the woman much in the way of answers, but that wasn't unusual for her. She didn't talk much, not unless she had reason to, and she was just fine with keeping quiet. It was a choice that she could make, if nothing else, at least most of the time. Those had been few and far between in her life until now, and she was rather liking the chance to decide what to do with her own life. Of course, there were times when she couldn't control everything, but it was far better than she'd had when she was dealing with the Facility. Anything was an improvement on that.

"Not with this kind of shield," Laura answered with a slight shake of her head. There wasn't much use for something of that type against machine guns, or feral girls with claws. Its strangeness was what made her curious about it, which wasn't uncommon these days. Most new experiences could turn out to be dangerous, and she treated them with appropriate caution, at least until they were proven one way or the other. And if they were innocent, well, she was able to do something new. Even with her history and the accompanying trauma, she was still almost completely unfamiliar with the world and its workings, and she wanted to know more about it all.

At first she nodded when Sif asked about her name again. Then the woman said something that sounded completely crazy. A blue man hitting her with a mace? She gave Sif a half startled, half confused look. Under what circumstances would she run into something like that? Besides, if some crazy blue man did attack her, Laura would react by killing him, so she didn't think that that would really turn out to be much of an issue. Given her upbringing, she wouldn't recognise Loki by face or name, and wasn't even aware that New York had been under attack until she'd come here and seen the residual destruction.

The question about where she was from was yet another strange one. "I was made in Canada," she said a little slowly, trying to figure out just what Sif meant by her words. Where else could people be from besides Earth? Her knowledge of the solar system was very limited. It only really existed because her mother had decided that a basic education was necessary even if Laura was going to be restricted to being a Facility assassin all her life. Her curiosity quickly lent itself to another question that she had about this strange woman, and she decided that asking this one could do no harm. "Where you you from, then, if you are not a 'Midgardian'?" Even though the word was still unfamiliar to her, she was fairly sure that from the way that Sif talked, she was missing something when it came to her place of origin.



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"It is made of Uru. One of the strongest metals in the Nine Realms." Sif said. Unlike Thor's famous hammer, Mjolnir, Sif's weapons and armor had been forged on Asgard. They had used similar methods to the dwarves of Nidavellir, but it was not of the same make. That being said, however, it was fine Asgardian craftsmanship that hadn't been replicated by anything she'd yet seen on Midgard. "There are only two metals I know of that are stronger than it, Adamantium and Vibranium." And, to her knowledge, neither of those were enchanted as Uru was in its natural state.

The girl did not give a name, merely nodding...and then looking at her with a strange glance. "I...encountered a being, who did as such to me." Sif explained, finding herself a little amused at breaking the girl's rather stoic shell, if only for a moment. "I had some help to get out of it, and my memories were returned to me." Then again, Sif realized, that if this girl had lost her memory in such a way she wouldn't have any way of remembering that it had happened at all. Much as she had not.

Canada. That, she knew, was on Midgard. Though she found the child's choice of words to be strange: made rather than born. For now, she kept that to herself. "So yes. You are from Canada. On Earth. Midgard." Sif nodded. "I am from Asgard, the realm Eternal." Seeing there was a bit of dirty among the paved back lot, Sif knelt down a little to trace a finger through it. "You see...there are Nine Realms, all connected by Yggdrasil, the World Tree." She traced a crude diagram of nine circles to symbolize the realms and their places in the cosmology.

"Jotunheim. Svartalfheim. Vanaheim. Nidavellir. Niflheim. Muspelheim. Alfheim." Sif said, pointing out the seven realms as she spoke of them. "Then there is my home, Asgard. And yours, Midgard. Where we stand now." She said, pointing out the last two. "My people have watched over your world for centuries now. And we still do, though you have started getting along well yourselves in your way." She said. "Perhaps you have heard of my friend, Thor?" She inquired. Thor was rather popular with many Midgardians, particularly girls and young women.

Sif couldn't lie and say she didn't understand the appeal. More than most, truly.
Posted: May 16 2018, 05:47 PM
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Uru? Strange. Laura had never heard of it before, which rather surprised her. The Facility had always had the best possible materials for their weapons to train with, and she would have expected to see this Uru on the rack of training weapons. When Sif said that Adamantium was stronger than Uru, she wasn't all too surprised. Her claws could cut through any other weapons or tech that she'd met so far, although she probably should have assumed that something not from Midgard would be different.

“I have never met a blue person.” Much less one that would have hit her in the head. Where would blue people even come from, especially one that could get such an edge over her in combat? Laura was just as capable of being surprised as anyone else, but when face to face with someone, it wasn't common for her to be easily overpowered. Should she ever meet one of these blue men, she would have to ask to fight him, so she would know which one of them was better. That was how she'd been taught to measure her worth against strangers.

“What is it like to not have memories?” There were plenty of things that she'd rather not have any memories of, herself, but she couldn't imagine what it was like to not have any. How did you know who you were? What to do? She would have no idea what to do to keep out of the Facility's hands if she lost all of her memories, which was something that they would love to happen. It wouldn't take long for them to recapture her if she didn't know to stay away from cameras, to steal for money and food, to hide in abandoned or condemned buildings, to cover her face and not tell others who she was. She didn't think that the same would apply to this Sif, that she was running from the same things as Laura was, but it still made her curious.

And then Sif started talking about Asgard. Laura crouched down on her side of the diagram, watching the woman draw in the dirt. “What does this Yggdrasil do to connect them?” Maybe they were like leaves on this World Tree. How else would such a thing work? None of the realms' names were familiar to her, and she doubted that she'd be able to accurately pronounce any of them if she were asked to repeat them back. But for all their strangeness, Sif obviously believed that they were all real, even if Laura herself wasn't sure of it. The Facility had never told her anything that wasn't pertinent to her missions, which no doubt these Nine Realms had never been, but she thought her mother would have told her. Maybe she hadn't known.

“There is nothing that is interesting enough about us for us to be watched for so long.” She had only a vague concept of such great lengths of time as decades and centuries and millennia. But she knew that it was much longer than she'd been alive, or that the Facility had existed, or maybe even this country. At first the name Thor meant as little to her as the names of the Nine Realms, but then she remembered seeing him on the cover of magazines, and a few shirts, even. “He is the big man with the hammer. One of the Avengers.” It wasn't the sort of weapon that she would have chosen for herself, but he seemed to be lethal enough with it. “You are an Avenger too?” She didn't think so, but then again, she didn't really track anyone except for whatever Facility operatives that she saw.



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"That may be for the best." Sif said. Vin-Tak was safely back on the Kree homeworld of Hala, so far as Sif knew. His weapon was locked away within the vaults of Asgard never to be used again. It was for the best, truly. If he, or someone like him were to ever return and do as they had done before, it would bring serious repercussions down upon the Earth. As it stood, however, the Inhumans had not destroyed everything...for the time being, at least. "His race, the Kree, come from another planet entirely outside of the Nine Realms." The Nine Realms were a collection of stars and systems all their own, but the universe was an infinite place with many stars in the heavens.

The Nine Realms were but nine worlds within that nigh-infinite mass.

"I do not believe I can avoid this question by saying that I do not remember." Sif said, giving a moment to let her poor attempt at humor sink in. Then, she continued. "It was...strange. The weapon he used upon me, the one that erased my memories, did not remove everything. I did not know who I was, or where I had come from, but...I could remember things. People, sometimes...even if I did not know who they were." She had remembered Thor, somehow. She hadn't known what the name meant, but her instinct was to smile upon hearing it. With her memory restored, of course, she knew why. The truth of it positively made her heart ache.

But Sif continued on, explaining the Nine Realms in detail to the girl. She seemed attentive, if skeptical, but Sif did not put that past her. Most Midgardians would think the concept very strange, and she knew that most did not truly believe the origins of Thor and herself as true Asgardians. At the very least, not gods so much as alien beings...which was more accurate, ultimately.

"Well, you have to understand that Yggdrasil is not a physical tree, merely how the planets that make up the nine realms are aligned." Sif explained. "By the use of the Bifrost...a...wormhole, of course, Asgardians are able to travel to any of the Nine Realms that we wish. And to other locations as well." She traced her finger through the dirty, showing the connections. "I believe the term by your Midgardian science would be a cosmic nimbus. Nine realms that are perfectly aligned...and all watched over by the All-Father, Odin."

"That, child, is something we can agree on...though, sometimes I do wonder." Coming to Earth as she had had changed Sif a bit, or at least her perspective. Sometimes, she saw what Thor spoke of when he spoke of the goodness of humanity and what they could accomplish. There were other times when she saw the worst that they could be. Even with that, Sif was bound by her honor to aid in the defense of the Nine Realms as a warrior of Asgard. For now, this meant defending Midgard from whatever threat was posed by the force that sought the Infinity Stones. It still bothered her, but the foe would make itself clear in time.

For now, Sif smiled a little at the girl's mentioning of Thor. A smile of amusement, rather than adoration. "Yes. The big man. With the hammer." How humbling a child could be! She almost wished that Thor were there to have himself summarized so completely and succinctly. Thor was a big man with a hammer, though there was more to him than merely that, Sif knew. Even so, she was fighting to not laugh.

Sif nodded. "I have only joined a few weeks ago, but yes. I am among their number." She told the girl honestly, seeing no reason or inclination to lie. She was proud of her status and sought to see that it was earned. She stood alongside fellow warriors in the defense of the Nine Realms. Whether she was on Asgard or Midgard, she was doing what she most loved.
Posted: May 18 2018, 07:28 PM
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For the best? All right, Laura would concede that point, even though she knew very little about Kree or anyone else. She didn't even know everything about the planet that she lived in, and learning about other races and planets and realms was a little bit daunting. Where those places were, and who those people were, well, she didn't care much about that. Not until it became relevant to her life and she had to deal with it herself. If that ever happened, she would certainly try to find this Sif and actually learn more from her about these Kree and Nine Realms.

The unexpected humour made her flash a quick grin. “You have already said that you got your memories back,” she pointed out, even more curious now. Was there something that she was trying to hide about it all? Laura couldn't imagine why, but people were very strange. Somehow they had opinions that she didn't understand at all, and maybe this was something that people never talked about. For some reason that she wasn't sure about, but then again, she had seen stranger things in this city. But then... “A weapon that can take away memories?” she asked, slightly concerned. That was strange, not to mention dangerous.

Yggdrasil wasn't a physical tree? What kind of tree wasn't physical? But the further explanation made a little bit more sense, even if Laura was still deeply curious and a little bit confused. Still... The Bifrost? Wormholes? Other locations besides the Nine Realms which apparently included her own planet? Cosmic nimbus? It was all a lot to take in for someone who had no idea about the galaxy, and she didn't have the frame of knowledge to understand anything that Sif was saying. Rather than ask some fifteen questions in a row and come up with more, she simply nodded as if she understood. And then something she could ask about. “Who is the All-Father, Odin?”

“Wonder about what? That this planet is worth watching? It is not.” She'd not seen much of it besides her work for the Facility, and that had not impressed her. Her victims had either been people trying to change the world or trying to destroy it in ways that the Facility disapproved of. Given that that had been some ninety percent of her life so far, Laura was very unimpressed with anything that the world had to offer in terms of being worthwhile. One or two people that she'd met and ended up liking, yes. But she was never going to think that a few friendships over the last few months were going to overrun what she'd seen in the rest of her life.

Sif confirmed Laura's guess at who Thor was, which rather pleased the girl. It wasn't often that she got to talk to someone, even if she didn't know much about any superhero, never mind the Avengers. But the conversation was nice, even though she didn't entirely trust Sif yet. Still, she trusted her enough to speak with her, which made her one out of maybe half a dozen people in the world. Much as she wasn't going to admit that to the older woman, it was nice to know, herself. Laura knew that anyone would think that she was strange, but at least she knew that she was strange. Very many weird people seemed to think that they were absolutely normal. For all she knew, that was normal in and of itself, but she still didn't exactly understand it. People were very weird in general, it seemed.

And then the conversation moved on to the Avengers in general instead of just talking about Thor. It didn't seem like Sif knew much about the team, or rather, she hadn't been around them for long. But it still made her curious about what the team was like. “What do you do? Do you like them?” Laura had never particularly enjoyed anyone that she'd hunted with or for. Still, she'd gotten the impression that the few people that also hunted enjoyed their teammates. It was something that made sense to her, all things considered, but she was still curious about how team dynamics worked in a more normal setting.



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Sif had to chuckle a little at the girl's observation. She seemed to be warming a bit more to Sif, which the Asgardian found most pleasing. Most Midgardians did not appreciate Asgardian humor, she had heard from Thor. It seemed that this young woman had a much different idea of humor, which was more agreeable indeed. "You're right, I did." She said. She could laugh about what had happened now, even if Vin-Tak's attack on her was still a bit of a sore subject. She was an Asgardian, and she'd been bested by a Kree. Even if the Kree were a proud warrior race, it was still something she saw as a need to work on within her own technique.

"A truncheon. A feat of Kree science." The weapon had essentially been a club that could be used to alter brain chemistry, hence scrubbing most of Sif's memories clean. "As I said, it was able to erase nearly everything that I was. Memories, experiences. I remembered certain things, but it was...incomplete. I didn't know my name or the names of people that I knew...even if I felt something when I heard the name." It had been a strange, confusing time for Sif. We was rather glad the Son of Coul and his team had been able to help her get back to normal. Her deep feelings, particularly about Thor, were ones she thought would be best to keep to herself.

Sif thought, as she explained the concept of the Nine Realms to the girl that she was going a bit too far with it. Scaling it back again would be prudent, and the girl's one chosen question would help out with that. "Odin, Son of Bor." She explained. "He is the King of Asgard, and Guardian of the Nine Realms. He is called the All-Father because he is, in a sense, a father to all Asgardians." In the case of Thor and Loki, it was more literal, but Odin served as a father to Asgard's people. A kindly king who saw to their well-being and safety from the dangers present in the universe. He ruled with a fair, but firm hand. Sif had long since sworn her fealty to him and, if it hadn't been for Loki's trickery, she would still be serving him in Asgard.

And some day, Thor when he ascended the throne.

"When the time comes, I will be called to battle against whatever dangers may come to Midgard." Sif told her. "For now, I help against whatever threats may come on a smaller scale, like the man I was pursuing." She smiled. "I have only met a few of them, but...yes. I do like them. Many of them are good companions." It was something Sif treasured, having lost as much as she had. "It is a rare thing, within the Nine Realms or without, to find such as the Avengers are." She added.

"Might I ask you something?" Sif asked, figuring it was only fair considering how much the child had asked her. "If you have not a name, then what should I call you?" She asked, figuring it would be silly to call her 'child' or 'girl'. Not to mention demeaning, in a sense. The girl had proven to be an adequate combatant, if nothing else. Despite the girl's age, there was a certain amount of respect that could be afforded.



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