<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/t9BtGgJ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Thor<br/><strong>Race</strong>: Asgardian/Elder God<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Area 51 Holding Cells<br/><strong>Time</strong>: 6:00 pm.<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Carol<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Broken Armor<br/><hr/><br/>Both of them ran through the halls at a frenzied pace, both of them eager to escape this hell hole. But as neither one of them were privy to guard movements and security protocols, they weren't expecting another two guards to block their path. Thor didn't even get to raise his gun before Carol fired twice, killing both and dropping them to the floor. The gunfire, the alarms. More guards would be on their way soon and they had to hurry. It didn't take long, but it felt like forever before they found the garbage chutes, and as they held the doors open, they looked to each other.<br/><br/>Before they jumped down, she told him she wanted to kill Loki. He opened his mouth to say something, only to aim his gun past her and fired a single round dead center into the skull of a guard who ran around the corner. He fell to the floor and rolled before stopping. "When we find Loki...he's mine. I've put up with his schemes for millenia, but this is<em>too</em>far. He will face Asgardian justice. My justice. And he will suffer a thousand fates, all so much worse than death." He nodded to her, then Thor held his breath and jumped down the chute. It actually wasn't that bad down there.<br/><br/>Well it was, but he'd been in places and inside creatures where things felt and smelled a thousand times worse. He didn't like it down here, but he could definitely handle it. He'd landed on a pile of rather soft trash bags, but he didn't want to know what was in them. All he knew was he wished he could fix his armor right now. Not only was it broken, it was now covered in grime, slime and filth. Thor had fallen so far from what he once was, he felt unending shame.<br/><br/>But he could restore his honor by escaping and going right back to where he started, taking the fight to Loki. When Carol landed, he helped her up, and held onto her for a bit. It was so good to see her again. Clearing his throat, he turned away toward the maintenance exit. "There! Our way to long awaited freedom! Come!" He ran as fast as he could while not tripping and falling over the mounds of garbage. Freedom was so close he could taste it.<br/>