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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 3:33 pm
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Tony watched Loki move for a moment, nodding as he saw him getting the position down. “Now we’re going to try actually skating with two feet.” He said, motioning for Loki to stand straight again. “The key is moving your weight from one foot to another…..that will propel you forward more than trying to push will.’ He said. Showing Loki how to stand first, he then took some time explaining how he had to move his feet, skating bit each time to show him and giving slightly exaggerated movements. When he was sure Loki at least understood conceptually how to do it, he stood in front of Loki, arms out to catch him if he fell. “Now just try skating. Small steps, nice and slow, I’ll be right here to catch you. And if you feel yourself start to go off balance and can control it, just go back to that first position and weight for your balance to come back.” He instructed. As Loki began to move, Tony kept just slightly more than arms reach in front of him, giving him room, but staying close.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2014 2:24 pm
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Tony smiled slightly as he saw people begin to slip and fall and was about to take that opportunity to make their escape, but then Loki was being snatched from his arms and he teetered dangerously on his own skates, surprised by the sudden movement. “Babe!” he gasped as he saw Loki hit the ice, dragged down by a falling reporter. He was instantly struggling with the press of reporters surrounding Loki, trying to get to his mate and protect him again, but the god was gone in moments. Freezing, he cursed, the reporters finally moving so he could see the skates left behind. Picking them up, he was soon being pressed even harder and jostled dangerously on the ice. When someone finally grabbed his arm, he lashed out, punching a photographer, and beginning to push and elbow his way to freedom, cussing them all out and swearing he’d sue every last one of them. By that time some police officers had made it to the scene and escorted Tony off the ice, keeping the paparazzi at bay. As he was changing out of his skates and collecting his and Loki’s shoes, he finally reached over the bond to his mate. ‘Are you alright? You aren’t hurt are you?’ he asked urgently.
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