It was Loki. It was such a shock that at first, Bruce had no idea what to think. It was Loki, laying broken and bleeding on the ground. Why was he here? What had happened to his mouth? He could, in the low light in the shadow of a building, see some sort of material through the skin piercing in and out. Leather, maybe.
Someone had sewn Loki's mouth shut. It was where a majority of the blood was coming from.
Had someone left the god here to die? Could Loki die?
One thing at a time. Bruce looked up at the grey sky, the falling snow, then pulled off his coat and covered Loki. He had no idea about Loki's actual race and that the cold would mean nothing, only the idea that the god would freeze quickly like this, even protected by the buildings to either side. "I don't know how you got here, or what happened, but... we need to get you somewhere before you freeze."
Then he could call Fury, call someone who could deal with this. He had been avoiding SHIELD, still incredibly cautious and nervous about military anything no matter who they are.
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Someone had sewn Loki's mouth shut. It was where a majority of the blood was coming from.
Had someone left the god here to die? Could Loki die?
One thing at a time. Bruce looked up at the grey sky, the falling snow, then pulled off his coat and covered Loki. He had no idea about Loki's actual race and that the cold would mean nothing, only the idea that the god would freeze quickly like this, even protected by the buildings to either side. "I don't know how you got here, or what happened, but... we need to get you somewhere before you freeze."
Then he could call Fury, call someone who could deal with this. He had been avoiding SHIELD, still incredibly cautious and nervous about military anything no matter who they are.