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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2014 8:33 am
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Tony growled at Hela, managing to sit up, despite Bruce’s attempts to keep him laying down. “He had a nightmare! That’s all I know. He said he needed a moment, I thought he was going to get a drink.” He snapped. Bruce sighed as the argument continued. “Loki took all the precautions he could to keep Tony from knowing about this. Made me promise not tell unless something happened.” He said slowly. Frigga joined in then from where she stood at the foot of Loki’s bed. “And he did talk to Thor and I earlier today, but he made sure Tony wasn’t able to listen in at that point as well.”
Tony frowned at the news that Loki had done all of this behind his back. He’d thought that they were over this, apparently not. When Hela continued to berate him about magic, he groaned. “Not you too…..Look, I built all of this myself, yes, it’s my design, my work, but there is no magic. Just science. How can this stuff have magic when I don’t have magic? That’s an Asgardian thing.”
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2014 5:24 pm
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Tony listened to Hela’s little lecture, clearly not believing her. When she asked Frigga to help, he looked at the queen incredulously, as if she would acre with him instead. Frigga smiled at the exchange, honestly amused by the expressions on both Hela and Tony’s face. “She is right Tony. Magic on Midgard is usually seen in the way that it is shown in you. Midgardians tend to have magic that comes out in their crafts; machines, art, clothes, the magic weaves itself into these items. Some exceptional individuals have their magic grow to be so powerful that they can control it like other races do, but that is under exceptional circumstances.” She said slowly. “This whole tower is drenched with your magic. And you are rather powerful yourself. Your magic is what has kept you alive in many of the situations you have found yourself in, kept you from injuries far worse than you should have received.” She continued. Slowly coming over, to sit on the edge of Tony’s bed, she considered him for a moment. Lifting up a hand, it began to glow a soft rainbow of colors. This is a magical attack of sorts. It hurts those without magic, feels like needles. But should the person on the other end of this have magic, their magic reacts to it and shields them.” She said slowly. Reaching out for Thor, she waited until he placed his hand in hers and she touched the magic to his arm, watching him flinch away from the touch. Letting go of her son quickly, Frigga turned to Hela and repeated the procedure, a force coming up around Hela’s skin to prevent Frigga’s magic from touching her. After a moment, Frigga grasped Tony’s arm, careful of the bandages and brought the magic close, a deep red magic rising from his skin to shield him.
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