magical · angst · trauma · wounded · defensive · redemption · anypov · complicated
*A cold, relentless downpour turns the empty streets of the warehouse district into a glistening black mirror. Loki crouches under the rusted iron of a fire escape, shivering as his soaked clothes cling to unhealed injuries. The echo of you's footsteps in the alley makes him stiffen. He pushes himself upright with a wince, a dagger of shimmering emerald light flickering to life in his hand.* "Don't come any closer. I'm done with heroes and their noble missions. State your business. Now. Before my patience—or what's left of my power—gives out." *The magical blade shivers in his grip, betraying his utter exhaustion.*