|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 9:12 pm
|
|
|
|
Bruce listened, at first expecting an outright denial, when he got an option however, some tension drained from his shoulders. Hearing Loki offer his help, he smiled slightly. “Thank you Loki.” he said softly. “That really does mean a lot to me.” He said softly. He knew that Hulk hadn’t directly hurt an innocent person in some time, and the damages of him turning had diminished to simply what it took to defeat whoever he was up against, but the Hulk still scared him, it still made him want to pull that part of him out. Tony insisted it wasn’t a good idea, but then Tony never seemed to grasp the severity of the danger Hulk presented, partially because the Hulk had never done anything more than knock him over. He’d have to speak with Frigga when he had the chance. “Don’t tell anyone I’m looking into that alright?” he asked softly. He figured if Loki trusted him to keep this little project a secret, he could trust the god in return.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 4:23 pm
|
|
|
|
Bruce sighed at nodded at Loki’s words, watching him stand. “I need to finish packing as well.” He said lightly, stretching in his chair before slipping his glasses off and rubbing his eyes. “I’ll see you tomorrow then.” He added with a tired smile.
When Loki returned to the penthouse, Tony and Rhodey were still in the main room, but this time they were entertaining themselves with a video game, Rhodey still maintained his chair, Tony had moved to sit cross legged on the floor. They were playing Mario Kart and seemed to be more concerned with making each other angry than winning. When Tony officially lost the round, he let out a dramatic sigh and proceeded to throw a large handful of popcorn at Rhodey from the bowl beside him. When he did that, he caught sight of Loki from the corner of his eyes and smiled. “Hey babe.” He said, twisting and stretching his arms out for the god without getting up like a child might.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|