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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2014 10:05 pm
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Tony gave a little hum in response to Loki. The kitten was adorable, part of the reason he’d gotten her for Loki, but he could also tell she was going to be a handful….something he knew Loki would allow and even relish. Leaning into the kiss a little, he smirked at the mew of protest from Mischief as she was shifted a little. “Oh shush it puffball.” He muttered, no venom in his voice, even reaching out to scratch her head carefully. Slowly running a hand up and down Loki’s side, he took the time to look at his lover. He always enjoyed seeing Loki when he just woke up, rested and content. It was something he hadn’t seen in recent days. It was a relief to see that he was improving, at least a little. “You look happy.” He observed softly, a small smile on his lips.
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 9:23 pm
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“I guess daggers fit you…quick, lightweight, focused on stealth and speed.” Tony hummed. He may not be a fighter, but his years as a weapons manufacturer let him figure out the nest weapons for situations. Stark Industries hadn’t been completely about things that went boom. “If you want practice, I’d go to Nat or Clint, that’s more their line of expertise, though I’m sure Steve and Thor at least know defense for that stuff.” He said lightly. Slowly moving, he took one of Loki’s hands between his and began to look at it, absently tracing the lines of his palm and examining the reach of his fingers. “I sometimes forget that you were raised for battle….that you come from a place like that….and a place without guns….you’d think that would come up after so long.” He said, making a face at the notion.
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