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rekindleme2013-11-13 12:30 pm
ironyman) wrote in rekindleme2013-11-13 12:30 pm
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In Which Tony is Really Tired of People He Knows Not Knowing Him
Who: Tony Stark (ironyman) and Loki (immoralsupport)
Where: Loki's apartment and outside its window. I can't remember its number so there.
When: sometime during the day of 11/13
Summary: A Midgardian asshole and an Asgardian asshole meet. Mixed up timeline hijinx ensue.Hopefully nothing explodes.
Warnings: Sass reaching critical levels.
Now that he is over the whole masked-panic-inducing-ghosts thing, Tony can continue the search for people he actually knows. No offense to Rogers, but--okay, you know what? Offense to Rogers. Getting to know Steve "Skinny Little Shit" Rogers is annoying and a little confusing, and Tony's not great at friendships to begin with, were he honest with himself. Or just relationships at all.
So, he's searching. For Thor, whom he's seen on the network (and kudos to the big guy for figuring that out), and Pepper, whom he may have hallucinated on the network. He was kinda in a bad place then.
One window in particular catches his eye--because naturally the best way to search rooms when you have a flying suit is to peer in windows. This particular window shows a room of wrecked furniture, which is what causes Tony to look. What causes him to stay is the room's inhabitant. Tall, pale, greasy black hair, fondness for green--
"Son of a bitch!"
Tony jerks away from the window but continues to hover a few feet away, trying really hard not to think about portals as he stares at goddamn Loki.
ironyman) and Loki (immoralsupport)Where: Loki's apartment and outside its window. I can't remember its number so there.
When: sometime during the day of 11/13
Summary: A Midgardian asshole and an Asgardian asshole meet. Mixed up timeline hijinx ensue.
Warnings: Sass reaching critical levels.
Now that he is over the whole masked-panic-inducing-ghosts thing, Tony can continue the search for people he actually knows. No offense to Rogers, but--okay, you know what? Offense to Rogers. Getting to know Steve "Skinny Little Shit" Rogers is annoying and a little confusing, and Tony's not great at friendships to begin with, were he honest with himself. Or just relationships at all.
So, he's searching. For Thor, whom he's seen on the network (and kudos to the big guy for figuring that out), and Pepper, whom he may have hallucinated on the network. He was kinda in a bad place then.
One window in particular catches his eye--because naturally the best way to search rooms when you have a flying suit is to peer in windows. This particular window shows a room of wrecked furniture, which is what causes Tony to look. What causes him to stay is the room's inhabitant. Tall, pale, greasy black hair, fondness for green--
"Son of a bitch!"
Tony jerks away from the window but continues to hover a few feet away, trying really hard not to think about portals as he stares at goddamn Loki.