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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 5:37 pm
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When Loki seemed to agree, tony took a deep breath, steeling himself before he marched off toward the trees, making sure Loki was close. He didn’t rush in, obviously uneasy, not just from the magic, but from the surroundings. He still managed to move forward in at a steady, deliberate pace, pausing every now and then to check a compass and make sure both of them were drinking water and staying on alert. He even tried to crack a few jokes about their surroundings and try to engage Loki in conversation about some plant or random creature they passed, but it was obviously forced and unnatural. They’d been trudging through the thick underbrush for two or three hours when Tony stopped dead in his tracks, swaying slightly as panic raced over the bond, he gritted his teeth though and didn’t move, forcing himself to try and remain calm. “Think we’re close.” He said slowly.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 7:29 pm
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Tony nodded slowly. Fishing out a flashlight from his bag, Tony grabbed Loki’s hand before they stepped into the clearing. Slowly entering the cave, Tony moved slowly, cautious of everything. As they reached the point where light from outside began to fade, Tony felt the magic lift, but the caution and unease didn’t leave. He didn’t like caves, too many bad memories. And with the potential of something dangerous in here with him, Tony was far from okay. Turning on the flashlight, he stayed silent, too on edge to even attempt conversation.
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