<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/dfc8b74d137eff0510c45acfe81cafa7/tumblr_mnx9ig3sLF1rxj7yno1_500.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Name: </strong> Loki<br/>  <strong>Title: </strong>God of Mischief<br/>  <strong>Affiliation: </strong>Not quite escaping<br/>  <strong>Location: </strong>Serum Camp<br/>  <strong>Tags: </strong>Ciera<br/></span></span><hr/><br/>If a squirrel could have smiled, he certainly would have. Ciera's warrior aspect was very appealing. Persuasive. He was faintly disappointed when the unfortunate lab worker blurted out everything they needed to know and was released for his efforts. She would be lovely, bathed in blood.<br/><br/>Alas, no time to daydream. He cleared the rack with his paws, judging vaguely that there must be enough serum in the pouch to turn a dozen humans. That ought to be enough for his experiment.<br/><br/><em> "Come on, we need to get going."</em><br/><br/>Her motion to him, as if he were a pet or a lackey, set his chisel teeth on edge; unfortunately, escapes were never optimal times to debate the matter of respect. Loki gathered the mouth of the pouch together, bit down hard, and began racing across the counter top. With enough momentum, he should be able to leap from the far end with the bag and land on Ciera's shoulder once more...<br/><br/>...  But the concussive shell that removed the wall and half of the counter while he was still on it ruined his calculated plan. The force of the blast tossed his squirrel form across the room, driving him into the concrete block wall opposite. His concentration shattered and he landed on the floor in his normal shape, slumped at the furthest possible point from Ciera and the exit door. The serum vials scattered and burst around him with loud popping noises as they impacted.<br/><br/>A fresh wave of guards, obviously better-equipped, began to pour through the gap in between the two escapees, facing off against one or the other. Loki shook his head to ease the ringing in his ears. This was not the first time he had been grateful for his natural Asgardian resilience since ending up in this apocalyptic mess.<br/><br/>The first soldier on the scene pointed his weapon in Loki's direction and suddenly found the barrel filled with ice, ice that spread towards the stock like a living thing. His gloved fingers burned with cold and he dropped the rifle. The weapon shattered like glass on the laboratory floor. Another man lunged towards the fallen god, only to stumble back with a needle of ice protruding from his eye. Loki hadn't the strength to stand yet, but he would exact a great price before any mortal laid hands on him.<br/><br/>“Ciera, go!” he shouted over the din of the guards filling the room. He couldn't see her now but she had been close to the door and freedom. If they both fought, it gave the creatures more time to cut off their escape route. If she went now she had a better chance alone. He couldn't repress a sneer at the irony. Something had pulled him halfway across the wretched planet to rescue her and apparently that's what he would do in spite of his best attempts at self-preservation. That he should be reduced to a “diversion” ravaged his pride. The next two guards to advance on him paid for Loki's irritation by losing all their fingers to frostbite as orbs of ice engulfed their weapons and hands all at once.<br/><br/>He caught sight of the pouch that had held the serum vials, just out of reach to his left. Something remained inside it. He feigned to the right, dodging a disruptor blast, then rolled to the left and came up in a crouch, the plastic in his hand. Then he howled – a mad, piercing sound that filled the laboratory and echoed down the halls – calling as much attention to himself as possible. He followed it up by slamming his palm to the floor and forcing a sheet of ice to build and spread across the concrete, engulfing the spilled serum, glass, blood, and the boots of the guards to hold them still, if only for a moment.<br/><br/>If he must be a diversion, Loki would endeavor to make it memorable for everyone involved.<br/>