Lavinia couldn't decide where to move too, she knew little about midgaurd, which since she was half she proboley should of known a lot more. She couldn't stay in New York, which was still showing the signs of Loki's attack. A constant reminder of everything that she had been through. So she went as as far away as she could, but still staying in the land of the United States, she knew more about the people here then anywhere else. She took a rather uncomfortable bus ride to Oregon, refusing to use magic for anything.
Besides conjuring money that one time. She swore to get a job as soon as she got there, along with an idetification card, apprently that was important. She supposed she might have to do a little magic then, since there was no record of her on this planet. She ate 'fast food' and talked little to the other travelers, most ending there time on the bus long before her. She kept the hood of her jacket up, and didn't try to bring notice of herself.
She didn't know if Odin would be looking for her, but she wasnt about to risk anything. She supposed leaving through a secret tunnel in right as Loki was first sighted wasn't exactly the best thing to do. She surely had a charge of treason on her, even though she didn't aid Loki there wasn't a way to prove she did, but there wasn't away to prove she didn't either.
There was a pit of fear in her stomach, she had no idea what she could do in this world. She was a warrior, and a sorocess. How could she live in this mortal world?
"Dear? are you well?"
Lavinia jumped, and looked over to the gray haired woman sitting across the isle from her. Most people were resting, and there wasn't few in the car now. "Yes, ma'am. Not having the best year is all."
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"You've got to be kidding me." Tony says. As angry red head storms off.
"What am I missing?" Lavinia asks.
"Um, what I think Fury is getting at here is do you want to be one of the Avengers? At least on call. Am I right?"
"Yes, your right Captain."
"I would not stand idle if earth is threatened, but I'm not one for group hugs." Lavinia says. "Is this over now? Not that I didn't like share time, but I'd like to head to bed now."
"Of course, we'll be in touch."
This time only Steve went back with Lavinia, and when he moved to walk her to her door, Lavinia jumped out of the little plane that was silently hovering, and gave him a little wave. The last thing she needed was a suiter.
That night Lavinia lay in bed and not for the first time thought about Loki. She even dreamed of him. Sweet things like holding hands, and sly smiles to angry faces and yelling.
she was afraid to go shopping or spend any money on her own. All three of
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...he shows us her character, not by how she gives herself respect, but by the continued respect that she gives to others: even her tormenters. Her secret shame was kept inside, and it was an impossible burden to bear. She was brave.
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away from the comfort of her home just to be with Justin and Brianna. She risked Justin, who was the
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