When Loki and Darcy had first met, she'd been Jane's plucky intern who needed six college credits to graduate with her political science degree. She never did get around to finishing that degree. Working with Jane had irrevocably changed her life for the better. She discovered her love and passion for STEM. She sought answers and ideas in astrophysics as she worked with Jane on her Foster Theory before going on to gain her own doctorate to become Dr. Lewis. She was working on her own theory now to figure out a way to recreate the Bifrost on a more convenient scale.
She'd never been Snapped. Life had gone on for her while half the world was missing. She'd always been an adaptable survivor. She knew how to keep going even when her heart was weighed with grief and loss. It had taken some time, but the Avengers had set it all to eighths again. Now the world had its growing pains to figure out how to accommodate her other half of the population when the rest of them had been forced to pick up the pieces and learn to move on.
She'd counted herself lucky. Her family had been returned to her, and she didn't have any deep romantic attachments that would make things awkward like it did for some people. Science was her first love. Dating was tedious and disappointing, so she didn't often bother unless she had an itch to scratch. Nope, she was all about her work.
It was funny how life worked.
When she got off the jet, her luggage was being carried by a very helpful steward as she met her escort to New Asgard. Her jaw dropped when she saw Loki.
"What are you doing here?" she asked in disbelief.
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Date: 2022-08-28 04:55 pm (UTC)She'd never been Snapped. Life had gone on for her while half the world was missing. She'd always been an adaptable survivor. She knew how to keep going even when her heart was weighed with grief and loss. It had taken some time, but the Avengers had set it all to eighths again. Now the world had its growing pains to figure out how to accommodate her other half of the population when the rest of them had been forced to pick up the pieces and learn to move on.
She'd counted herself lucky. Her family had been returned to her, and she didn't have any deep romantic attachments that would make things awkward like it did for some people. Science was her first love. Dating was tedious and disappointing, so she didn't often bother unless she had an itch to scratch. Nope, she was all about her work.
It was funny how life worked.
When she got off the jet, her luggage was being carried by a very helpful steward as she met her escort to New Asgard. Her jaw dropped when she saw Loki.
"What are you doing here?" she asked in disbelief.