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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 4:56 pm
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Tony frowned as Loki began to move from his arms. Staying close for a moment to make sure Loki was steady, he studied his face for a moment before he moved away to go get a cup of coffee and find one of the sweaters he usually had tossed around the lab. His reactor felt like a ice in his chest, but he didn’t complain and didn’t let himself start shivering until he was awake from Loki so the god wouldn’t notice. When he finally made his way back over, he was in a baggy black hoody, clutching a large cup of coffee in his hands. Sitting close to Loki, he looked to Clint. “Well I can tell you Fandral is definitely full of himself, worse than me. Challenge him well enough, he might do something stupid.” Tony said lightly. “Natasha might find it a little easier to get something out of him if she wants to try, get him bragging.” He added. He didn’t often bring up Natasha for such things out of respect for both her and Clint, but she did specialize in tricking men when she had to.
“And if it is of any help, I don’t believe either of them are as physically strong as Thor and Loki…..if you have any of those trick arrows with the foam cement left in case of emergency, they could be useful.” Bruce murmured, slowly pressing two fingers to Loki’s wrist to measure his pulse now that he was recovering.
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Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 9:05 pm
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Tony watched Bruce for a moment, clearly concerned for Loki’s health. When he decided that Bruce wasn’t finding anything bad, he looked back to Clint. “Well Steve hasn’t talked to me recently, so I figure he’s probably getting somewhere with it, otherwise he would’ve given up by now.” He said slowly, sipping on his coffee, relaxing as it’s warmth spread through his chest. “I can try to make some more of those arrows if you want, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to do it fast enough….the chemicals required for the compacting of the cement and the balancing for you to shoot it are not easy to come by.” He said, leaning back on one hand as he examined Clint, trying to see if he was hiding something.
Bruce monitored Loki’s pulse for several minutes before deciding that he was alright and gave his knee a pat as he got up. “I hope Steve is alright….he isn’t a spy.”
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 8:07 pm
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Bruce nodded slightly, smiling. “Well Tony was very diligent in that…..of course it was more to tease him I think.” Bruce smiled, winking at Loki as he moved to go back to his work, figuring that Tony and Loki were done for the time being.
Tony chuckled with Clint. Glancing at Bruce, he just gave a devilish smile. “All the more incentive for him to learn.” He said lightly. Shaking his head at Clint, he smirked. “You’re good with any new toys I can give you, no matter what.” He teased. “Almost as bad as me.” He added. Not noticing Loki move, he turned to look at him, slowly placing his hand on the other’s thigh, rubbing small circles. "That reminds me though, I promised to show you how to use your phone. Want to go sit somewhere and do that for a bit?" he asked softly, knowinf Loki was a long way from being ready to test their device again.
lol
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 8:48 pm
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Tony couldn’t help but admit that he loved the mischief of Loki. It was nice to know he wouldn’t be called out about it by him. Blinking at the question, Tony shook his head slightly. “No…..Starkphones are meant to last, a bit of cold won’t hurt them.” He said softly. Rolling his eyes at Clint’s comments on his stuff not always working. He hadn’t been in the business of arrows and spy gear, he was still figuring their stuff out. When Clint asked him about the phone, he gave him a look that was half offended and half incredulous. “One, we are not always together. Two, I’m not the only person Loki talks to. And three, there are other uses for a phone. You can’t argue with that, I know how much time you spend playing angry birds.” Tony smirked. Pulling out his own phone, Tony looked back to Loki, waiting for him to get his own out of his pocket.
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