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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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Glancing away, his attention falls to Stark by the door and, to his credit, his eyes appear to have dried since last they spoke. His voice is level. ]
This is most of his work on turret security. Come and see what you can make of it.
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If there's anything he understands, it's using work to distract yourself.]
What am I looking for specifically?
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[ Not meeting Stark's eyes, Loki scrolls down to a green section. ]
This is a spell that activates when something of giant proportions triggers an alarm during an attack, it summons my Lightning Golems to fight it off. [ Turning to face him at last, he shrugs and his shoulders slump. ] I was furnishing his program with extra combative data, that's all.
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Can't speak to the magic integration stuff, but I can't definitely get the program running, yeah. Looks like it's pretty much complete, and he sent me some of this stuff to look at before.
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He must have liked you, to work with you.
[ Tony never suffered fools gladly and always insisted on calling out any dubious games on Loki's part in order to keep the trust strong.
Until it broke, anyway. ]
I suppose I owe you one for this.
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[He trails off into a shrug only to give Loki a slightly curious look.]
Owe me for what, making the thing work? Please. Like I'm just going to leave that stuff unfinished.
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Still, thanks. Victor will insist he doesn't want Anthony's suits and inventions but he wouldn't turn down any opportunity to absorb them into his possession and act casual about it. The same goes for these programs.
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[He doesn't actually doubt it, though he does wonder what he's expected to do about the issue.]
I can take most of it to my own workshop. Or all of it, if the other Stark doesn't want any.
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[ With a pointed look. ]
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[Okay, that's a genuine surprise, and it probably shows.]
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[ Hand on a hip, he considers the man before him and lets that be seen. ]
Take comfort in the knowledge that I don't believe you're the worst Stark in the Multiverse.
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So I'll go through and note down anything that can be moved without blowing anybody up and we can decide what to do with the rest of it.
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[ Tired as he is, his shoulders slump with relief for a moment. He squares them to offer a hand, meeting brown eyes with green. He misses the sharp electric-blue keenly. ]
Thank you, Tony.
[ Who has now graduated above the sea of other 'Stark's out there. ]
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Thank me when we've gotten something done.