[ Gamora glanced to the side as she heard Loki's voice. The uplift at the corners of her mouth happened before she had a chance to stop the automatic reaction to seeing the prince. To say that he was one of her favourite people was a truth she embraced, but one that still puzzled her when it came to the instant effect he could have on her mood.
And then she was looking forward again as her fingers curled for the hilt of a blade that wasn't there and finally she had to settle for folding her arms under her chest. ]
I would have invited you once there was a target and a plan.
[ Was she serious? Perhaps. Once an assassin, always an assassin. And if they were going to mess with food then she really was considering murder a reasonable response.
Her nose crinkled as someone walked past with a frozen yoghurt decorated with things that looked like they would have been more at home getting thrown around in celebration than in someone's stomach. ]
no subject
And then she was looking forward again as her fingers curled for the hilt of a blade that wasn't there and finally she had to settle for folding her arms under her chest. ]
I would have invited you once there was a target and a plan.
[ Was she serious? Perhaps. Once an assassin, always an assassin. And if they were going to mess with food then she really was considering murder a reasonable response.
Her nose crinkled as someone walked past with a frozen yoghurt decorated with things that looked like they would have been more at home getting thrown around in celebration than in someone's stomach. ]
Is there a target and a plan?