Naomi was, to put it simply, having a blast in Asgard. After her selfie with a very confused Skurge, the three had made their way into the city square at the foot of the palace. It was clearly meant for the wealthy gentry of the Asgardians, filled with fine jewelry and battle armor alike. After arriving into the center, Odin had split away to speak with a royal guard, Thor following after. Naomi herself was perfectly content to roam about the square among the Asgardians, the majority of them a few inches taller than Naomi. However that didn't matter much, since they all avoided her as though she were a threat.

She supposed that arriving with the King and a Prince could leave an impression on them, coupled with her 'strange' Midgardian clothes. However that didn't stop her from pestering one of the many guards until he took a photo with her. It was a new decision of hers to photograph her journey- with proof that she was actually there, of course. Maybe she could make an album once this was over, though she couldn't very well show it to her friends and family back in her dimension. It was a thought that rested in the back of her mind, pushed away in favor of the task at hand. Naomi didn't know if she would ever be able to return home, but for the moment she simply had to focus on saving these sons of bitches. Anyway, she thought to herself, I've probably already lost my job at the Office. Attendance was so annoying.

"Lady Swanson, we are leaving." The booming voice rang out in the square, and immediately whispers broke out in the crowd. Hearing Thor Odinson address her with a respectable title was certainly throwing them off, casting their gazes over her as Naomi made her way toward Thor. She was too in awe of Asgard to worry about its gossiping occupants, so she remained unbothered behind her sunglasses. Besides, it probably wasn't anything disrespectful, considering who she was traveling with.

"Did you find Loki?" Naomi asked, following behind as they began walking. There was no need to weave through the crowd, as everyone in their path soon stood aside.

"Yes, I believe we have. What do you know of Loki?" Thor fell back slightly to walk beside Naomi. She chewed on her lip, considering the question. It wouldn't do to gush over him, especially not in front of a rather ticked-off Odin. She considered her next words carefully, knowing the Allfather was listening in.

"I've seen many of Loki's low points, and his high ones too. He's a person that's been through a lot, I don't think he always knows how to deal with it." Her brow furrowed as she thought back on the God of Mischief. He truly hadn't had many opportunities to rest and be happy- except for perhaps Ragnarok, where he had seemed the most reformed and stable. The thought made Naomi feel guilty for preventing Ragnarok, though she knew she shouldn't since Loki would face Thanos right after the movie. Thor nodded along to her words, seemingly approving of her opinion.

"I've seen more bad things happen to him than good, and though I don't approve of some of his actions, I think he's a good person." Her bold statement wavered the two Gods with her, though she kept her pace steady, removing her sunglasses and sliding them onto her head. Her fan-status of Loki began to seep through as she continued, her eyes passionate. "He's been cheated and lied to and used- it's enough to make anyone go crazy. But at his core, he's a good man," Naomi turned her head up to Thor, who was watching her with a stricken expression. "And he loves you Thor. He wouldn't admit it but I've seen it. You believe in him, and so do I."

Releasing a breath, a satisfied smile emerged on her face, glad to have said her piece of mind. She knew Loki wasn't perfect, especially now that she shared a dimension with him- but Naomi also knew that he had been redeemed for his actions, even if it was in his last scene. The sudden thought of his death sobered her, her eyes hardening as she remembered what she came to Asgard to do.

Walking beside her, Thor wore a proud smile on his face, obviously pleased with her reply. "You hold a great deal of faith in him, I pray that he deserves it." The three turned into a sprawling courtyard, with a small temporary stage set up at the opposite end. There was a large line of people waiting to go up onto the stage, where in pairs they appeared to act out a scene, holding large scripts in their hands. Naomi broke out in a grin at the sight- she knew exactly what this was. Facing the stage, a decorative couch was laid out, with several attendants surrounding it.

"Oh he definitely deserves it." Naomi grinned. She was a sucker for Loki's dramatics, the fact that he wrote a play about his death and ordered for a statue of him. Speaking of his statue, Naomi made a mental note to have someone take her picture by it.

"You speak very casually for one so young." Odin's words were laced as he stared across the courtyard, his posture rigid and unyielding.

"Thank you." Naomi slid past him, striding across the grass. Thor was quick to follow beside her, leaving Odin at the back, obscured from the view of the people ahead. She could feel his scorn for her, but it paled in comparison to the fact that the God of Mischief was only 30 feet away. Thor quickened his pace so he arrived first at the scene, hovering behind the couch as Naomi and Odin caught up. Naomi could feel her heart racing as she stood behind the fake Odin- who was blissfully unaware of their presence as he watched his theater.

"Next!" Loki-Odin called out, the two people on stage hurrying off. It dawned on Naomi that he was holding auditions for the Tragedy of Loki of Asgard, his self-written play where he was portrayed by Matt Damon. She scanned the line of actors for him, but her view was obstructed by the excessive amount of servants around. Several of them had taken notice of the Prince and the extra King, but had thankfully chosen to be shocked in silence. It was probable that they already knew Loki was posing as Odin- his behavior wasn't exactly subtle.

As she watched, two male actors walked onto the stage, positioning themselves on the far left before walking across over-exaggeratedly, reading from their scripts.

"This is so unlike you, Brother- so clandestine." One actor read, a grin present on his face. Realizing immediately what she was watching, Naomi's hand flew up to cover her mouth. She literally shook with the effort of keeping silent, something that both concerned and confused Thor. Odin was simply annoyed, per usual. Naomi was witnessing Loki hold auditions for his play using the scene where he mocks Captain America. It was quite possibly the most beautiful thing she had ever witnessed- even though the acting was terrible and the lines were paraphrased.

"...Perhaps you would prefer one of your new companions." The Loki actor unfortunately did not turn into Captain America, instead ending the scene there, much to Naomi's disappointment. In front of her, Loki-Odin shifted in his seat, and though she couldn't see his face, she knew he was scrutinizing the performance.

"Is this your first audition?" He questioned, his voice full of amused contempt. Onstage, the two nodded fervently, anxious to be addressed by the 'King.'

"I have a tip for future ones; don't." He stated flatly, relaxing back into his seat and beckoning for a glass of wine. "Don't quit your day job." He called after the exiting performers, waving good-bye. Thor straightened, having seen enough.

"I thought they were quite good." He shrugged, his voice immediately making Loki-Odin flinch, the wine sloshing in his glass. His visible eye wide, he turned in his seat to see Thor- standing next to the real Odin. Loki was twisted away from Naomi, staring at 2/3's of their party without seeing her. Her eyebrows shot up as she realized that she had the perfect opportunity to surprise him with a witty statement- the best way to be introduced to Loki. Smiling slyly, Naomi slunk away from the three, where Loki had begun to ramble and protest weakly. It wouldn't do him much good to continue to pretend to be Odin since the real one was before him. Ducking behind a cluster of servants, Naomi stood on her toes to peer over their heads- formulating her opening line as she waited for her opportunity. Though her heart was beating so quickly, she idly wondered if she would be able to get the words out.

"Alright, alright- you've discovered me." Loki accepted his defeat with an air of grace, transforming back into himself with his hands raised in a placating gesture. He was smiling knowingly at his brother and father, though his eyes were filled with contempt.

"Loki, you have committed treason against Asgard for the last time," Odin began in his kingly lecture voice. Thor gazed at his brother silently, Loki only meeting his eyes for a moment before staring defiantly at his adoptive father.

"I would hardly call this treason." He shrugged, his smile widening in amusement. Odin didn't take kindly to Loki treating his apparent arrest as a joke, his voice raising to a shout.

"You have conspired against me- and all of Asgard! Your rule is a curse upon this planet!" Odin yelled, Loki's joking aura dissipating as he faced his furious father. Thor stepped back from Odin, his expression troubled as he paid witness to Odin's rage against Loki. Naomi, however, didn't take kindly to the old man screaming at her favorite character, and stepped out from behind the servants.

"I would hardly call the 'Tragedy of Loki of Asgard' a curse." Naomi strode toward them, her eyes locked on Odin as she felt their stares fall upon her. In the corner of her vision, she could see the emerald green of Loki's attire. A flushed smile on her face, Naomi sent up a prayer that she wasn't blushing as she met Loki's curious gaze. "It's more of a theatrical masterpiece, in my oh-so humble opinion."

Loki looked her over, taking in her SHIELD uniform and quirking an eyebrow at her praise. Odin stewed in his anger, forgotten by Loki as he stood amused. To the side, Thor let out a breath of relief, thankful to be spared from hearing Odin's lectures.

"I don't believe we've been introduced." Loki smirked at her, clasping his hands. Naomi was definitely blushing, but she managed to speak clearly, to her credit. The Odinson boys were simply a lot to handle for her heart.

"I'm Naomi Swanson, and uh, I think I know the perfect cast for your production." She beamed in response. Loki raised his eyebrows but smiled nonetheless, his signature grin spreading across his features.

"That is enough out of you!" Odin bellowed, scaring the few servants who stuck around to watch the scene unfold. Naomi flinched, beginning to fear that Odin was coming close to threatening her well-being. She trusted that Thor wouldn't stand for her getting hurt, but Odin was still an intimidating figure, in his golden armor and superior aura. Not for the first time, Naomi was reminded of her civilian status around these Gods and superheroes, and just how easily they could take her down.

"Father-" Thor interjected, his voice troubled as he stepped closer to Naomi's side. It seemed he was also aware of how vulnerable Naomi was on Asgard, especially without the Kings favor.

"Do not risk yourself over another Midgardian, Thor," Odin sneered. "You have claimed her a prophet, and yet she has done nothing but disrespect me, and the people of Asgard." His features screwed up as he slandered her, the two brothers watching for her reaction. Odin turned to face Naomi, who crossed her arms over her chest as she stood against the accusations. "You have deceived your way into Asgard, but I see you for what you are. Nothing but a false prophet- a liar!"

They all fell silent, Odin's words hanging in the air as they collectively watched Naomi. She remained still, cursing herself as she blinked away wetness in her eyes. She wasn't one to cry easy, but being screamed at was something that never ceased to shake her. However shedding tears just because she was reprimanded was not something she was about to do in front of the Princes. Odin insulted her, claimed her as a liar and a false prophet- which was technically true since she wasn't a real prophet- but the sentiment behind it struck her. Her knowledge was the one advantage she had in this world, the only way to stay afloat in a sea of ridiculously overpowered heroes. Uncrossing her arms, Naomi's hands balled into fists as she stepped closer to Odin. Her eyes were reddened, but as she grew closer she realized that Odin was only two inches taller than her, making his Kingly stance seem less formidable. He stood his ground, but Naomi drew in a breath as she faced him, the words 'false prophet' ringing in her ears.

"I'm not a liar. I've only told Thor the truth since I've met him, and I intend to give the same right to Loki." Naomi narrowed her eyes, not catching Loki's surprised expression at her words. "The same cannot be said of you."

Odin sucked in a breath, looking to all the world as if he was about to strike her down, but Naomi held up a hand, shocking him with her audacity enough to stall him. "I'm not finished. You called me a 'false prophet,' so heres a prophecy for you." She stepped back, leveling herself with Thor and Loki, who were equally shocked at her bold attitude with Odin. Though Loki was much more amused than Thor, admittedly.

"You are going to tell the Gods of Thunder and Mischief about the Goddess of Death. Or I will."

Odin paled, his former rage dissipating into jarring disbelief. His eye widened and his mouth hung slightly agape, giving him the appearance of a fish out of water. Naomi grinned at her victory, and the two beside her looked on in confusion.

"How dare you-!" Odin gasped, pointing at her. "How did you-" He was cut off by the brunette, who folded her arms as she smiled at him.

"I'm a prophet, bitch."

Loki burst into laughter, his eyes alight as he watched her stare down the King. "Oh, I like her."

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The scene used for the auditions is linked below, in case anyone didn't know what I was referencing.

Hope you enjoyed!