Bad Prophecy, How Much the Power of Thor Was Really Worth

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Aaron blinked blankly, then laughed in disbelief. "What kind of logic is that? Do I have to take responsibility for the things I divine?"

"I'm not asking you to take responsibility, but you're a consultant, aren't you?

This isn't fieldwork. You can think of it as academic research. We may need your professional expertise."

"What the hell does something falling from the sky have to do with my profession?" Aaron snapped irritably. "If we run into any unusual plants or animals, I might be able to offer a pointer or two.

But for a hammer that fell from the sky, you'd be better off finding an astronomer."

"This is the director's order. When necessary, even a consultant like you has to accept deployment." Coulson said awkwardly but politely. "It's a publicly funded trip to a lovely place. You won't have to do anything."

"Heh! Do you think I'd believe that?"

"Be more sincere, Coulson." Tony cut in. "He's not that easy to fool."

"This really is the director's order. He hopes you can learn as much as possible about S.H.I.E.L.D.'s work.

You're carrying the title of consultant, after all. You can't have no connection to S.H.I.E.L.D. besides selling medicine!"

"Oh!" Aaron came to a realization. "Can I refuse? Or you could contact me remotely."

"I completely understand your concerns, but I hope you won't refuse. This is already the safest of all our missions." Coulson said earnestly. "Even if you can avoid this one, what about the next?"

Aaron fell silent for a moment. "I need to go to my shop and get some equipment."

"I'll take you."

Aaron clicked his tongue and turned to Tony. "Do you remember what I analyzed on the plane?

If the person who took Vanko isn't stupid, then Stark Company will be