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- httyd: hiccup haddock iii,
- marvel (616): loki laufeyson,
- marvel (mcu): loki,
- marvel (mcu): sam wilson,
- marvel (mcu): tony stark,
- star trek (aos): james kirk,
- ✖ chb chronicles: nico di angelo,
- ✖ dc comics (preboot): dick grayson,
- ✖ dc comics (rebirth): jason todd,
- ✖ marvel (616): angela,
- ✖ marvel (616): victor von doom,
- ✖ marvel (mcu): stephen strange,
- ✖ marvel (ultimates): tony stark,
- ✖ vikings: ivar ragnarsson
video » @LOKIOFASGARD
[ The recording shows Loki in a tall-backed chair, a faint green glow off-screen drawing his gaze now and then in the shadowy surroundings. Chinning a hand, he appears uncharacteristically sober, the way only a handful of people have witnessed, and his lips have lost their usual mischievous quirk.
Sighing as though this is a chore, he begins. His voice remains carefully level. ]
Tony Stark of Earth-616 has returned through the portal. I had his movements tracked via rune-magic in case he fell into a different dimension or was kidnapped into Hel-knows-where, that sort of thing tends to happen back home more often than not. But it seems, from what I can confirm from tracing his last steps, that they led him ... away from us.
[ His gaze falls to the mysterious glow, watching it from under hooded lashes instead of paying viewers any mind. ]
If anyone wants to claim his workshop in the perimeter guard headquarters, it's full of his last projects. Unfinished. I suggest our other-verse Starks take precedence over commandeering his mess to make use of it or throw it away.
[ Turning the phone around, the illumination reveals itself to be a ghostly green Tony going about his work on the other side of the desk, a conjured echo as the reality-bending god looks on with everyone else. Why Loki summoned it is unexplained, but he raises two fingers to brush aside the phantom with a gesture and it dissolves in an unearthly silent breeze. The workshop's lights remain off; Loki doesn't need them to see and he would rather hide his face. ]
I doubt he would mind, either way.
Sighing as though this is a chore, he begins. His voice remains carefully level. ]
Tony Stark of Earth-616 has returned through the portal. I had his movements tracked via rune-magic in case he fell into a different dimension or was kidnapped into Hel-knows-where, that sort of thing tends to happen back home more often than not. But it seems, from what I can confirm from tracing his last steps, that they led him ... away from us.
[ His gaze falls to the mysterious glow, watching it from under hooded lashes instead of paying viewers any mind. ]
If anyone wants to claim his workshop in the perimeter guard headquarters, it's full of his last projects. Unfinished. I suggest our other-verse Starks take precedence over commandeering his mess to make use of it or throw it away.
[ Turning the phone around, the illumination reveals itself to be a ghostly green Tony going about his work on the other side of the desk, a conjured echo as the reality-bending god looks on with everyone else. Why Loki summoned it is unexplained, but he raises two fingers to brush aside the phantom with a gesture and it dissolves in an unearthly silent breeze. The workshop's lights remain off; Loki doesn't need them to see and he would rather hide his face. ]
I doubt he would mind, either way.
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Why don't you go and play in the Void for a while, Victor?
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[He sighs and looks directly at the feed.]
I was being serious about my offer, especially since you're going to be in Stark's workshop for the foreseeable future and have to interact with the other Starks when they show up to take whatever they can.
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Sorry, let me clarify because evidently my All-Speak is on the fritz: he didn't want you near his things so you're not having them. They belong to the other Starks, who happen to be sane and semi-sensible versions of him and may make some use out of his plans.
This isn't where you inherit his suits, Victor. That's not a thing.
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Loki, right now, I don't give a damn about his suit or whatever else he left behind. What I was getting at and apparently doing so badly was if can you even handle dealing with other Starks right now when you've gone through him not only exploding himself into a coma, but then leaving without even saying so much as a goodbye to you.
No matter what you may think of me, I think of you as a friend and it pains me to see you like this.
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[ Snarling at Victor, an all too convenient target for his anger, he cuts him as deeply as he can manage as bile froths in his belly. Tony leaves and Loki is left with this? No. Every bone in his body wants to hit something hard, preferably Victor's perfect face. ]
All you want to do is clone me and turn yourself into a god with my blood! That's all you've ever wanted. The only Loki you knew was a lunatic that dissected his own people for fun while they were still alive, what does it even say that you still identify with a reformed version of that? I'm not him, I never was, all he did was make me in his image and it was never one that you were privy to, not really. You know why? Because he didn't trust people enough to ever be truly honest about anything, including himself, and especially not to you!
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He said that to me as well, that he wasn't my friend. It was at his lowest point, when his best friend was killed and he was fighting those he considered friends and allies once more. Despite that, I was able to take him to someone he needed to see. I'm sorry I can't do the same for you.
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[ So there. ]
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[See, Victor is not always a dick. Just most of the time.]
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[ Victor is such a trial to deal with even when Loki is at his best. Today comes nowhere near. ]