Raider in Asgard

January 30, 2017:

Darcy convinces Lady Sif to offer a portal to Asgard, to show Lara Croft the truth behind the stories.

Asgard

Characters

NPCs: None.

Mentions:

Plot:

Mood Music: [*\# None.]


Fade In…

It was just another day at the office until…

"I'm totally serious. I'm not bullshitting you. I'm not trying to pull one over on you. I swear, I know Norse Gods," Darcy is saying over lunch in the first floor cafeteria at SHIELD. She sits at a table with Lara, both in workout gear. They had been climbing the rock wall.

"Here. I'll prove it," Darcy states, tugging out her phone and making one phone call.

"Hey! Siffy. How's the hair? Really? Bad ass. Hey. Listen. You busy? I've got a friend that doesn't believe in you and I really don't want you to end up like Twinkerbell where I have to clap over you and shit. Can ya help a gal out?"

Lara sat across from her friend, also enjoying a fine dining experience upon a plastic serving tray. She softly shook her head while looking down at her yogurt cup. "I never said I didn't believe they exist… I certainly do." Lara told her.

"I just… I got my first copy of the Poetic Edda when I was nine years old. I read it the the whole on a plane ride from London to Iceland… my father had to pull it from my hands just to get me to me to register that our in-flight-meal had arrived. Lara shrugged her shoulders. "The myths have subsequently just built up inside my mind, making it seem… you know, like a legend more than a real thing today in our world of cell phones and… 'twitters'." She said that last part with a little disgust.

Lara looked up and over at Darcy, spying her on that phone. "Did you even ring anyone?" Lara asked with a sly grin. "Is that phone even in service?" She was teasing Darce of course.
Lara sat across from her friend, also enjoying a fine dining experience upon a plastic serving tray. She softly shook her head while looking down at her yogurt cup. "I never said I didn't believe they exist… I certainly do." Lara told her.

"I just… I got my first copy of the Poetic Edda when I was nine years old. I read it the the whole on a plane ride from London to Iceland… my father had to pull it from my hands just to get me to me to register that our in-flight-meal had arrived. Lara shrugged her shoulders. "The myths have subsequently just built up inside my mind, making it seem… you know, like a legend more than a real thing today in our world of cell phones and… 'twitters'." She said that last part with a little disgust.

Lara looked up and over at Darcy, spying her on that phone. "Did you even ring anyone?" Lara asked with a sly grin. "Is that phone even in service?" She was teasing Darce of course.

The call from Darcy came a the best, or worst depending on how you look at it, time. Sif was in… a mood. Not necessarily good or bad… Just a mood. It depended a lot upon who you were.

The Goddess had chuckled at Darce, asked for a picture of where she was and once she had a picture sent to her, went to work.

It's about seven minutes later that a golden slice appears at the table beside the woman, hanging in midair. Slowly it widens and lengthens until it's large enough for the pair to walk through.

What can be seen on the other side is this: A great, golden city. Or, at least it would seem golden. It's lightly just the color of the stone work. There's also a woman in red leathers and armor standing there. Under her feet is what little is left of the Bifrost.

Once she can see both women, she smiles. "You are quite lucky, young Darcy, that I had not already left. You and your friend need only step through. I have business to attend but I believe I can manage a tour of the Realm Eternal before hand."

Darcy didn't comment about Lara's teasing disbelief. She didn't even try to make a retort or roll her eyes or anything. She just smiles toothlessly and finished her meal, dropping her phone back into her purse. WHen the slice appears, Darcy looks over and smirks.

"Okay. First: That is bad ass. Second: I kinda meant for you to come through the front door and walk us to the park and then… rainbow zap whoosh tornado thing us up? Because this? Totally secuity breach. May's gonna kick my ass for it, you know that?" This all to Sif as Darcy stands to throw the trash and nudge Lara into following her into Asgard, "Well? Coming?" Oh, that does not sound innocent.

Lara had grinned at Darcy's lack of reaction to her. "I don't mean to offend you though… if I did." She told the other, always doubting herself when it came to social interactions. She'd made social faux-paux's more times than she could remember and often dwelled on the odd looks she'd gotten from people she tried to be friendly toward, nerdy jokes and a lack of understanding people very well….

Lara was rising up from the table when the 'rift' appeared and it caused the woman to stumble backward and knock her chair clean over! Her booted feet took her back several steps and her eyes roamed over the portal in utter disbelief and after hearing the the voice from the woman on the other side… she looked to Darcy.

"My apologies…" Lara said, unsure of really what else COULD be said.

Sif smirks. "This is somewhat quicker. Do not fear, my portal will remain open until I close it." She bows at them both, tossing a small wink at Darcy. She's clearly putting on a bit of show and flair for her and her friend's sake.

When the Goddess straightens, those piecing silver-blue eyes land right on Lara. "I am the Lady of Sif of Asgard and you have my word, it is safe to cross and you will be safe within the city and its halls."

"Nah. Don't worry about it. I have a weird life," Darcy quips at Lara, stepping through the portal without a moment's hesitation. Soon as she's through, however, the mortal stops and looks this way and that way, wandering away from the portal carelessly.

"Whoa… This place is kray!"

Lara seemed tense, to say the least, she wasn't entirely used to portals… was it an inter-dimensional portal or was it some other kind of portal… this wasn't her field of expertise. Her mind raced a mile a second but when the Lady spoke to her, Lara's eyes refocused on the form of Sif and she raised her dark brows up a few notches over her eyes.

She was formulating a response to Sif when Darcy passed in front of her vision and it caused Lara to take a sudden step forward and almost reach out to stop her, but she halted her own action and drew her fingers back!

"Remarkable…" Lara said aloud then in a near-whisper.

A moment later and she too was moving forward then to test the portal. Side to side looks, careful walking, and the archaeologist passed through to the realm of the Asgardian.

"Unbelievable…" She further muttered, her eyes searching all over once through to the other side. She looked like a kid stepping into long-lived fantasy, because thats almost precisely what was happening.

Behind the pair, the portal closes with a simple swipe of Sif's blade. "I urge caution. The Bifrost is not whole and even if it were, falling over the sides is easy." She motions to the horses a little further down with a smile as she sheaths the blade at her hip. "I hope you both know how to ride. Walking would take quite a bit of time."

Of course, she could simply teleport them both but where's the fun in that. "I shall take you to the market first if there are no objections. After that, I will show you the palace but there will be certain parts that are off limits." Technically, the entire palace is off limits but…ehh… Sif has little care for the rules at the moment.

"I can ride a bike? Like, pedals, bike," Darcy eyes as she steps back from the edge. The wind whips her hair and she has no care. Her eyes track to the horse. "Yeah…. no. I don't ride animals… Guys, girls.. sure.. .Horses… no." She looks over at Lara. "I should've brought my skates."

Lara looked around their immediate area, adhering to Sif's warning however… she stayed close to Darcy, only turning in a long circle to let her eyes take it all in. "How is this even possible." She said in a dumbfounded voice. Her eyes went to Darcy then. "How do you not… seem like this is a big deal?" She cracked a smile at her friend.

Lara abruptly turned to Sif. "M'Lady, its an honor… I mean, this is unprecidented… at least for a nobody like me."

The horses were regarded, with awe of course, but Lara tried to keep her fangirlness in-check. She quickly nodded her head two times. "I can ride." She said. "I grew up with horses." Once more she regarded Darcy. "Add that to the list of things I need to help you with, Darcy dear." A grin was shown.

Silver-blue eyes focus on Lara and a brow arches. "A pleasure to meet you, Lady…" She didn't get the woman's name. "And I would say that if Darcy has befriended you, you are far from a nobody." She even sketches a little bow towards Lara. "The pleasure is mine."

Sif then grins and nods her head at Darcy. "You can ride with one of then. The guards, she motions behind her to two mounted guards, "will take the other back."

Without any further ado, the Goddess starts towards the horses about six feet away. She swings up into the saddle with the ease that most do when simply sitting down. "Should you see something you like in the market, you have only to let me know." Ooh. A shopping trip too!?

"What?" Darcy asks in reply to Lara's question. Of course this is a big deal. It's just not something Darcy finds fangirl worthy. This is just another experience to add to her lipstick case. Like everything else in her life.

"You're gonna help me ride? Reow! Just make sure the BF's okay with it," she quips next, giving Lara a wink and a racy grin.

"OH! derp. Lara. Sif. Sif. Lara. There. We are all besties now. Who's riding me?" She bubbles, happily peering between both Sif and Lara. both are babes, both would make Darcy happy to cling to. Both have only to check with BF about doing anthing more than that.

"oOohh! Wait. We're going shopping? DUDE! Okay. I'm vibrating here. Let's go."

Lara hadn't often been presented with hero-worship feelings like this, but having a back-and-forth with the Lady Sif was an experience she hadn't expected to live through when she'd rolled off of her sofa covered in books this morning. "Croft… Lara, uh, Croft." She exhaled. "God, I hate doing that with my accent. Its like a stereotype or something."

The Brit looked to Darcy then when she-too introduced them and it made her smile. "Yes… much simpler. And I meant riding lessons, you silly woman." Lara told Darce, a grin showing and a slight shake of her head.

She approached the Asgardian horse and went up to look at him in the eyes first to take a second to get to know him, offering the animal a warm smile and a soft ppt to the side of his cheek. She'd then go around to climb up onto the saddle, also witha fair amount of ease as she'd spent a tremendous amount of time with her childhood horse years ago.

From atop the mount Lara looked ahead, then around, to make sue Darcy was okay. Then to Sif and the mention of the Market. "Forgive me in advance, if I ask for one of everything…" She spoke out to the Lady.

There was a roll of Sif's eyes at Darcy. "You need introduced to some of my former sisters. They would enjoy you." She offers a hand down to her friend with a smirk and a shake of her come. "Come along then before I forbid you from buying anything… And we need to discuss returning my hair to its original color.."

She looks over at Lara and laughs softly. "Your accent is lovely, Lady Lara." And then she smirks. Once Darcy is on, she'll urge the horse into a walk and from there, she nods over at Lara. "Go ahead. Let her have her speed." Asgardian horses are stupid fast. "And you are quite forgiven. You can likely have one of everything." Not many would deny a friend of Sif's.

Picked up and plopped on the horse with Sif, Darcy clings and chatters. The WHOLE WAY. She asksa bout the horse, and the rainbow bridge, and the clouds and the trees and is that waterfall? Are we on a mesa? Is it brightly light at night? Is that the moon? A moon, not THE MOON, because THE MOON is on Earth. We're not on Earth, we're on Asgard. DUDE! Asgard.

The market is a busy and bustling place, no different from a lively ren faire. Only, no one's 'playing'. This is the real life, and it's just someone's fantasy. Thank God for a lack of landslides.

"I want mead," Darcy states finally, with a bright smile on her face. "Because I think it might knock Pietro on his ass." … "And because it's yummy."

Lara mostly kept quiet while riding upon the horse, her eyes were… however… wildly scanning around everything that was around them. She felt as though she were living a dream and that it would all poof away at any given possible moment. She also thought of her father, wishing that he could've seen this and smiling at the thought of how he would've reacted if he had been here.

Darcy was asking lots of great questions though and it made her smile at hearing them fired off in peppered succession like that.

When they reached the market, she immediately started to eyeball all of that. "If I don't come home with at least a… spoon… for Jonah… I think he might lose his mind." She idly commented to anyone within earshot.

Sif couldn't help but laugh. She had, at first, attempted to answer but eventually gave up and let Darcy ramble. "I do not believe sending mwad back with you is wise though you are both free to visit and have a cup."

As they reach the market, she motions two guards over in passing. "Take the horses back, please," is requested as she dismounts and reaches up to pluck Darcy from the saddle. "You can both help yourself to whatever you like /except for alcohol."

"Awww… I promise not to drink it alone. Or with anyone but him. Honest! Unless the tree and raccoon show up again. I have to be wasted again to deal with them," Darcy chatters, happily clinging as Sif pulls her down. Her eyes are on everything. "Quill never called me, the bastard. I even gave him my number. I'm going to have to abuse work previlidges and track him down. I'll get my mead one way or another, Siffy."


Lara dismounted the horse with ease and she gave the animal another smile and a soft pet before she stepped away from it to let the guards do as Sif ordered. Then she turned to go and get a closer look at the market and the items on display. She paused and looked back toward Darcy and Sif. "Take things? I'd feel guilty… But then, I imagine you don't really have any interest in American currency." She said with a sly grin.

Lara's eyes looked to Darcy. "Have you never had mead before? Its… an interesting taste. A little too sugary for me, but then again… I don't even like non-sugary alcohol, so I am probably a terrible judge on such a thing."

Lara then went to search over the items within the market. Truly unsure of what to 'claim' for herself, as she felt awkward given such permission!


"The only way you get Asgardian mead is under my supervision, my young friend. It is not meant for mortal consumption normally."

She looks over at Lara before turning back to Darcy. "Help her find a few things, hm? She looks a little lost." This is said with a wink

"Too late!" Darcy quips at Sif, a huge childlike smiel at her friend before she prances over to Lara.

"Hey. And then I let a raccoon drive a car he stole. Sif migh tbe right but don't tell her I told you so," Darcy whispers loudly to Lara. Thor-levels of loudly.


Lara was scanning the marketplace and she was picking up items and turning them over, inspecting every curve / edge / seam / crack / nook / cranny / etc. / and more. before gently setting said item down again. She was a cataloguer of knowledge and as that horrible 4th Indiana Jones movie so cringingly pointed out to us at the end. 'Knowledge: Knowledge is their treasure'. Lara Croft would've probably been the only one in the theater nodding her head to that line, if… she ever watched movies.

The young archaeologist looked to Darcy when she approached, having to tear her mind off of the item she was holding up to examine. It took her a second but she managed to summon up a smile for Darce. "Hey… this is, a litlte overwhelming. I don't want to be… greedy or disrespectful toward anyone here." She whispered softly to her friend. She'd 'heard' Darcy's own words, but often times Darce was saying things that made no sense to Lara… a raccoon driving a car?

Lara glanced back to Sif and smiled at her, a billion trillion questions she could ask the woman and she told herself 'Not right now. Be calm. Be cool, Lara… like Sam always told me.'

Her brown gaze went back to Darcy then. "Just a… small item, I think. A spoon, something to cook with… for Jonah. He would flip out." She said with a small smile for the eccentric SHIELD Agent.

END

Unless otherwise stated, the content of this page is licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 License