It wasn't as though Remy had exactly been looking for trouble, he just seemed to have a natural ability to find and attract it. Of course, using one's powers outside of actually needing to was frowned upon, but when had Gambit followed all the rules? He was raised by a band of thieves after all. So after a few explosives in the alley, a couple expressive and colourful swears, and a few wallets emptied, Gambit emerged from the shadows cast by the twin stone walls on either side. Pausing on the sidewalk, Remy turned his crimson gaze back the way he had come, a smile lighting his face as he spoke.<br/><br/>"Bon soir my friends, perhaps next time will end better for you."<br/><br/>It had been three weeks since the x-man had left the institute on his mission. There had been a sudden influx in mutant powers being detected in the area and Gambit had been the lucky one to be assigned to figuring it out. Thus the reason he was skulking around the city, getting into tussles, and leaving with a few cards short of a full deck.<br/><br/>He, and most of the people and mutants he had encountered, knew little of the real threat facing Earth and the universe itself. Things like mad titans and power stones weren't exactly common conversation pieces after all.<br/><br/>♦♦♦♦♦<br/><br/>Loki knew about the threat, heck, he had been part of helping the titan! Of course he hadn't exactly been in full control of his actions at the time, but he could still remember it all. As he ruled the realm he had grown up on under the guise of the All-father, enjoying the power while hating the way he had to do it, the god was made aware more fully of the threat to not just Midgard, but all the nine realms.<br/><br/>Housing one of the Infinity Stones, Asgard was right in the line of fire to be attacked for that, as well as his own presence. Thanos was none to happy when the trickster had not followed through on his promise. Twirling his staff in his hands, Loki dismissed the few Asgardians waiting to speak with their king and left for his chambers where he allowed his appearance to shift. Once more in his own skin, the god wondered why he was even bothering to do this. It wasn't as though he particularly enjoyed visiting the realm he had once tried to rule, but what other options did he have? From what he knew of Midgard, they had a fairly large stock of the hero types just waiting for something to fight against, as well as the planet itself seeming to be a beacon for unwanted attention.<br/><br/>Without a further thought, Loki disappeared, avoiding the ever watchful eyes of Heimdall through use of the more secretive passages. Taking the form of a young woman with soft black hair, and deep green eyes, Loki could already feel his repulsion of these people.