Naomi Swanson never was, and never has been, a morning person. The lack of coffee on Asgard only magnified her inevitable lack of energy and inability to process anything. Added to the fact that she had hardly gotten any sleep due to a staring match with a prince, it was a rough morning.

Fortunately, she woke up a little more as she prepared to leave the planet she was on, for the second time. It never ceased to astound Naomi that she, some random assistant at a supply company and total Marvel nerd, was literally hanging out with superheroes. Hell, she was even taking comfort in the fact that she would probably see Tony again later on. The plan she had laid out with Odin was misleadingly simple in writing.

Her first day of space travel with Thor and Loki would entail grabbing the Tesseract and the crown of Surtur- just to be sure. They would then pop down to Earth to drop off said infinity stone and crown, and check in on how the plan was going with Tony. Unfortunately, they had no way of contacting any of the Avengers while in space, but Naomi suspected that once they picked up the Guardians- a little later on in the plan- they would have some tips.

This time Naomi did not request to eat breakfast in her quarters, it was simply broth to her as she packed. Whether the dining hall was closed, or the guard was just assuming, she would never know. The dish had an alarming amount of meat for breakfast, at least for Naomi's taste. Back home, she generally stuck to coffee, toast, and some random fruit she pulled from the cupboard. A little guessing game, each day. It was strange to look back on what she thought was amusing, now paling in comparison to literally anything she did now. Even packing- a new assortment of clothes had been delivered along with breakfast, though she had no idea how they got her measurements. The thought was enough to shake her out of perpetual grogginess and prepare to kiss Asgard goodbye.

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The only Asgardian ships Naomi could remember seeing were the small fighter jets from Thor: The Dark World. However their needs required less firepower, and more leg room. Thankfully, Odin had been able to prepare a long-term spacecraft after his conference with Naomi. The two of them now stood, accompanied by the Princes and Heimdall, who had returned once he saw Odin re-installed. At the start of the rainbow bridge, they gathered to send off Naomi, Thor, and Loki to begin their journey through space. Unfortunately, their needs exceeded the abilities of the Bifrost, so a more permanent base was, in fact, needed.

The ship was as everything else was in Asgard: gold. That part came as no surprise to Naomi, who had actually begun to tire of the color. Asgardians really needed to hire some interior decorators to expand their color palette- it was a problem. The ship's shape was vaguely reminiscent of a viking boat- which amused Naomi to no end, confusing the present company. Its shape was long and narrow, with a large cargo hold no doubt stacked with rations, weapons and who knows what else Odin had ordered thrown in. Naomi had left the supplies up to him, seeing as she had no expertise in the area of preparing for space travel. Thankfully the viking spaceship had rockets instead of a mast, and seemed perfectly large enough for three people to live on for a while.

Naomi migrated to the side as Odin said goodbye to his sons privately, finding herself standing with Heimdall. He was actually quite intimidating, though not for any reason other than his armor and staggering height. Naomi was unusually tall for a woman, and thus wasn't all too used to being towered over. However here Heimdall was, easily standing over a foot taller than her, intimidating as all hell. There was also the fact that he could see into the past and the future- for real, something Naomi had been credited for but couldn't technically do-

"You have brought great change into this realm."

Naomi's thoughts were interrupted when the man himself spoke, staring ahead with his all-seeing eyes. Surprised by his statement, she hurriedly made her reply. "Ah, yeah, thanks?" She cursed herself internally, it wasn't meant to come out as a question. But Heimdall hadn't exactly made himself clear. Perhaps cryptic messages were simply integral to the movie dimension she was now in. Maybe, Naomi thought to herself, I'll leave a mysterious and vague message of my own someday. Somehow, it was comforting.

"I pray your actions have ushered in a better era than that which you had foretold." Heimdall said, nodding sagely as he continued to stare ahead. His eyes were looking in the direction of the Odinson family across the way, but Naomi got the sense that he saw much further than that. His second ambiguous sentence of the day did nothing to make her feel better- he practically admitted that even he didn't know if she was making the right decisions.

"I pray for that too," She said. Their cryptic conversation was ended as Thor and Loki approached them, Odin staying a few steps behind.

"It's time to depart, my lady." Thor told her, nodding his head to the awaiting ship. At his side, Loki studied her, his eyes guards and giving nothing away once more.

"Let's have some fun, shall we?" He grinned, one sculpted eyebrow raised in question. She swore Loki had a whole beauty routine, it was so unfair. If anything however, it seemed Loki was intent on glossing over their little moment the previous night- their balcony scene, per se. Thank God for that, if Naomi had had to actually talk to him about it, she definitely would have died of embarrassment. Still a little flustered, Naomi only sent a shy smile at Loki, before turning to Thor.

"You know, you can just call me Naomi." She shrugged. It had occurred to her earlier the she had only ever referred to the King of Asgard by his first name- something his sons typically didn't do. It was probably just another point on the long list of disrespects she had shown Odin, but if anything it showed how little she cared for titles. Working in an office with an insane boss had taught Naomi that titles really don't count for much in the long run. Thor seemed slightly taken aback by her request, as though he thought it would be impolite for him to call her by her first name. Loki, on the other hand, was all too happy to use casual language. It was also possible he wanted more attention than a smile from the brunette that morning, but Naomi didn't consider that.

"Lovely. Shall we go, Naomi?" Her name dripped off his tongue like honey, overly sweetened. To top it off, he offered his arm to her like a proper gentlemen, which he could easily be when he pleased. It was clearly more of a tease than anything else, yet it still managed to erupt her face in pink. Loki was entirely amused as he led her arm in arm toward the viking ship. Obviously, he had gotten the reaction he wanted, smiling proudly as though he was playing with a kitten, which was probably what he viewed it as. She was of course, aware that Loki had only a superficial interest in her, which only caused a very superficial blush, Naomi told herself.

Titles aside, as she arrived with Loki in front of the ship, Odin strode across to her, eyeing her arm linked with Loki's. His clear distaste for their close proximity ruffled Naomi's feathers, but she let it slide and kept her arm entertained with Loki's. It hardly meant anything, besides. However, Odin had a purpose other than judging her, for from behind his back he held out a large decorative box, which emitted a powerful aura from inside.

"The Tesseract." Naomi breathed, slightly shocked Odin was really giving it to her, despite his promise to do so.

"You're giving her the Tesseract?" Loki gaped, thrown way off and trading looks between his father and Naomi.

"How much have you been told about what we're going to do?" Naomi questioned, looking up at him. In her curiosity, she had forgotten their proximity and her constant blush around the God. Perhaps their staring contest had affected her more than she had realized. The sound of her voice prompted Loki to look down at her, though he was much closer to her height then Heimdall.

"Clearly not enough."

"I'll run you through it on board." Naomi nodded, looking back at Odin before she remembered her embarrassment. Loki stared at her a second more in disbelief, before setting his sight on the box that contained an infinity stone. However by that time, Thor had clearly had enough of sitting around, taking the box from his father and putting it under an arm like a football. The sight sent Naomi into a slight fit of giggles, soliciting a good-natured smile from the blonde jock.

With final farewells to Odin and Heimdall, the three loaded themselves on board, finding their way to the fore of the ship. After securing the Tesseract with a warning to Loki, Thor settled into the captain's chair. The main controls rested in his area, however there was a select few other chairs scattered about the room. Their entire front view was curved glass, fitting into the ship's structure and providing a stunning view.

Obviously, Naomi could be of no help as Thor fiddled around with controls and Loki appeared to be doing something important. Unfortunately, her chair did not swivel, she tried, and boredom quickly crept in as she waited to take off. In her wandering mind, a though occurred to her.

"Does this ship have a name?" She asked, looking between the two men. Loki appeared to ignore her question and Thor only shrugged before turning back to his work. Huffing, Naomi simply muttered, 'I'll name it myself then.'

Thinking back on her limited knowledge of Norse Mythology, which mainly consisted of Thor and Loki stories, only one name came to mind that wasn't overly connected to them.

"How about Andvari? It's got a lovely little story to go with it." She mused. If her memory served her correctly, the legend of Andvari's ring inspired the Lord of The Rings series, which was a win in her book.

"Careful one?" Loki spoke up, looking at her curiously. The translation of the name was no doubt less manly than they were used to, but Naomi was all for being careful. Cocking an eyebrow at him, she nodded boldly, taking the man by surprise. Ahead in the pilots chair, Thor had finished his tinkering.

"Andvari it is." His smile was evident in is voice as the ship slowly lifted off the bridge, shooting off into the sky.