Loki sighed, then paused and looked to Klarion again, "... she still needs those runes fixed... doesn't she?"

Klarion sat back and float sat, crossing his arms, "Her runes are damaged yes, but to what extent I can repair them without further damaging her vessel I can't say for certain. The dark magic has clawed at them and I really shouldn't touch them until she'd cleared of all of it."

"I'd be willing to give it a try" Commented Sinister through a half-reassembled face as he sat up. From what would be made out of his features, he looked pretty pissed off.

"Oh good, you're back." Klarion stated looking over with a grin, "I love it when you take all your flesh off for me <3."

"Why is that fool still standing?" Sinister demanded, pulling himself to his half-formed feet. He didn't even have eyelids yet, it was freaking creepy.

"Awww, is someone grumpy from being blasted?" Klarion teased, "Because we're come to an understanding... again. We require this... Max fellow since Loki has been branded with an unbreakable vow which forbids him from getting it on with Ceres. A person Loki seems to know."

"Then let's grab this Max" Sinister stated.

"Why?" Loki rolled his eyes, "they'll end up doing it on their own anyway."

Sinister eyed the Azgardian, "so we have to let her go, is what you're saying?"

"If you want her healed, then yet" Loki turned to face him.

Sinister smiled a little, "and what about you then? By the sounds of it, you are no longer necessary"

"And we can't simply let her go I have to be present to withdraw the dark magic at the right moment. But yes, it seems you're no longer required." Klarion put bluntly.

Perhaps his mind hadn't cleared up as much as he thought because by finding a new solution for Ceres, Loki had just made his own future much less assured of. Why, oh why did Juno take away his teleportation?! Hm, but they didn't know that. It was time for a bit of a long shot.
"Well I suppose that's my cue to leave" Loki stated, snapping his fingers he disappeared in a puff of green smoke-normally that was how he teleported away but this time it was merely an invisibility charm. Still, he didn't want to take too many chances and he also took the moment to dodge behind a pillar. Who knew what Klarion was capable of?

Klarion fanned the green smoke from his face and with a wave of his hand the green smoke dissipated. Klarion was rather annoyed by this point. He blasted an innocent trash bin to kingdom come. He mumbled to himself for a few seconds, perhaps swearing in different language.

Then he quickly turned to Sinister, "Prep her." Klarion was no fool, Loki has shown real feelings for Ceres. He would never simply leave her.

"Give me a few more minutes to reform my hands" Sinister retorted, showing his gross half-bone-half tendon covered digits. "And by the way, that was a toxic bin," he added, gesturing to the bin that Klarion had blasted, "clean it up before I accidentally give her a failed mutated rat virus."

Klarion slumped his shoulders, much like a child who had gotten in trouble with their parent and went to clean the mess up.

Ceres moaned faintly, her eyes fluttering part way open. A zone off look in her eye, she wasn't fully awake as she wiggled her fingers and toes and turned her head to the side.

Once a few layers of skin had sealed his insides in place-and he had gotten clothes to cover the skin-he approached Ceres and ran a newly formed finger softly down her cheek. "Hush little girl, everything will be alright" he cooed gently

She closed her eyes as she felt the finger run across her cheek, rolling onto her side.

Whose voice was that?... It sounded familiar and yet not one she could put a face to. "Coco?" She mumbled, she was starting to come around. Slowly but surely. Coco always snuggled up to her when she went to sleep.

Sinister went around, locking Ceres' wrists and ankles in place on the table. ((ummm, not exactly sure what to do here. time skip?))

As soon as her second limb was locked in place was when she fully woke up. She screamed and fought but Sinister was much stronger and the look in his eyes as he did it. She started to cry, to beg, to pley with him as the memories of her last encounter with a operation table came flooding back to her.

Before long, she was fully strapped in but refusing to remain still in the restraints.

Klarion had cleaned up the mess and was on the phone with Luthor, having paged him to pick up the phone. "...Yes, someone named Max... If he's a nobody than I trust your judgement in picking an appropriate a candidate." He yelled over Ceres cries and hung up the phone. "So rude, can't a lord of Chaos make a phone call in peace?"


((Just a wee bit of diagole and then time skip?))

As bad as Loki felt about it, he had to sneak out of the room. While he hated to admit it, there wasn't much of a chance of him taking on Klarion, at least not alone. Thankfully, he wasn't the only one who cared about Ceres, there were many people he could call-if he could get to some open sky that was.

"i could always put her under again" Sinister offered, reaching for a sedative.

Klarion crossed his arms, stuffing a gag into Ceres mouth to silence her for a moment."Hmmm... Best to keep her awake and talking...." He ran a hand along her forehead Luther has put the lab on lock down, just in case. "Though I suppose if she keeps moving that would cause issue too..." He thought out loud.

"Mokeee!" She tried to yell behind the gag, she was terrified beyond belief, her gem blinking in response.

Some time ago Loki had set up a spell that told him anytime someone was calling his name. It gave him a little tingle in his ear and to be honest, sometimes it made sex a little weird, but more on that later because the point was that he knew Ceres was calling for him. He hadn't been able to find a way out, the whole place was in lock down which made it difficult to move around for one and impossible to reach ground floor. The only choice he had left was to go back but what would he do about Klarion? Would the chaotic being ever leave Ceres' side long enough for Loki to take her away? Doubtful.

It took a little time, for which Loki apologized for in his head but Ceres was going to have to wait it out a little. He knew at least they wouldn't kill her. A few hours later, the Azgardian had managed to find his way around to the generator room and shut them all down, via explosion.

They kept Ceres just enough out that she stopped moving but not enough to say she was not aware of what was happening to her.

Pain. A pain she'd never felt before like her soul was being stretched over her bones like a thin piece of plastic wrap. Tighter and tighter it pulled as her bones burned and ached like they were being dipped in a volcano over and over again.

By the time the power went out Ceres had stopped verbally resisting. Her eyes were glazed over as she had retreated inside her mind. She moved her eyes over, "Why did you stop?" She asked.

"...I knew it. He's still here." Klarion stated.

"I'm sorry dear, did you want us to continue?" Sinister asked Ceres in response with that sickeningly sweet tone. Though he turned to look back to the door, his eyes glowing red as he searched the dark, "If he's still here, then he's coming for her."

There was a clatter down the hall beyond the doors to the room.

"...Just wondering." She replied airily. Not even realizing the power was out.

Klarion's eyes glowed as well. His hands began to glow with black fire. "Should have broken his legs... Oh well."

"I'd be happy to burn them off" Sinister commented casually. Just because he was immortal didn't mean it hadn't hurt like hell to be burned alive. He might've been holding a slight grudge so he cautiously moved towards the doors.

The noise was coming closer and Sinister stood at the ready but when the doors burst open it wasn't what he had been expecting. The head of a Dragir burst into the room and grabbed Sinister with it's deadly teeth, chomping on the scientist several times before spitting him out to the side. Her wings were still pinned to her sides as she slithered further into the room.

Klarion hissed, rushing forth to attack the creature. How in the 9 realms had that thing gotten loos-...Loki.

So small and hardly noticeable in the dark, a little furry blur ran past and up on the table.

It pawed at Ceres face, meowing softly compared to the roars of the Dragir.

"...Co...co?" She asked finally looking at him. The cat clawed Ceres free. She sat up and looked down at her hands. Her arms were covered in small rune like burn/ reddened skin. She felt... different. Not back to her old self but stronger or perhaps... clearer.

Ceres stumbled down off the table. "Coco, cover Moon's eyes..." She ordered as her body began to glow. Brighter and brighter she grew.

Klarion dodged the Dragir's snapping mouth and turned toward the brightening light. "You... What are you-" He narrowed his eyes, trying to make out what expectly she was doing.

Her body was bright white, with a hint of pink. Before Klarion knew what was happening, he felt an arm go through his chest.

He coughed, "You can't kill me."

"No but I can delay you." She carved a burning rune on his chest before banishing him back to his realm. Just as she was going back to normal she felt the bones in her left arm break under pressure. She screamed and fell to the floor, the bone actually ripping her skin and sticking out a bit as if a small explosion had occurred inside her fore arm.

Coco removed himself from Moon's eyes and rushed over. Licking the blood that was running down her nose. "...Loki?" She called or tried, laying on the floor, her strength having left her.

The Dragir seemed to be having a good time, trashing the lab and picking Sinister apart anytime he started getting up again. Only the emergency lighting was on at this point, bathing everything in a dim red/orange glow.

Loki had seen better days, though lately there hadn't been very many as he thought about it. He had managed to set up a few barriers to keep anyone else from interrupting while he waited outside the door for the Dragir to do her thing. Normally in the dark the green magic in his amulet would softly glow but at the moment it was a little dim as well. He managed to reabsorb more than half of his magic by now, yet now it was as if it was retreating back into the gem. Probably due to the Red Devil pushing it out. The trouble was that now it was a mix of his magic, and the drug and anytime he tried to cast a spell his chest burned in protest.

His bones itched, it would seem that since his last encounter with the drug, all it took was one dose to send him reeling again. He hated every part of it, the dizziness, the mildly hallucinating vision, the burning and that horrible unscratchable itch that crawled all over. Yet at the same time, a pit in his stomach craved for more like it was the only thing that mattered.

Something furry scampered through the door and bolted down the hall that brought Loki's mind back to what was happening. Not completely certain if it was real or not, he guessed that the thing could represent either someone trying to get away, or nothing, so he reached out and a greyish green magic wrapped itself around the feline, bringing it back to the Azgardian. With a closer, more focused look, he saw it was the Chaos creature's cat and a thought entered his mind.

"Don't worry" he assured the feline, "this is going to hurt me, much more than you." and with a deep breath Loki closed his eyes. The green gem began to clear up again as he carefully separated the dark from it, bringing it back into his body. Oh how it ached ten times worse now but he would be damned before letting something like this taint his pure, perfect magic.

Reaching out he lay a hand on the cat and as suspected that writing on his arm began to show up again. He just needed a little bit to activate the spell, just a little bit of pure chaos to separate his magic from this unbearable taint that his body held. For while some things lay in a fine line between trickery and chaos, pure chaotic magic couldn't be denied. A small bit of the cat's magic flowed into Loki's arm and then he let it go and it quickly scampered away as a bright light enveloped the Azgardian.

Shortly after Ceres called for him, there was a searing light that pierced through the edges of the door and next thing she knew, Loki's amulet was shining around her neck.

Meanwhile, Shield had been searching a large general area, the last place that Ceres' tracking beacon had pinged. The moment they had learned that she and Loki had been taken they had alerted her sisters to help with the search. So far they'd gotten nothing but just in that moment, Juno got a lead. Since she was the one who had initiated the bond, she felt instantly when it was broken and thus, knew exactly where the break had occurred.