A whim. [ He echoes with a scoff. Tony hates that he can relate.
A whim, like Strange's dandelion-fueled lust for him. Tsk. ] Sorry to disappoint, but I'm no Narcisso. [ Is it possible Tony's actually learned a lesson about not using his powers for evil? ] The only thing I wanna charm outta you is intel, anyway.
[ A beat, and something he might be able to use Loki for pops into his head. ] Do you know what a symbiote is? [ Tony inhales deeply, turning the magical charm back on. After all, he was here for practice. ] The other me that's running around, he said his armor had the same properties as one-a those. Some kinda alien. What can you tell me? [ Something about it had never sat completely right with him; like a pebble in his shoe he was having trouble finding. And maybe this Loki came from a universe where that was more common knowledge. ]
[Before gathering intel. Since that's what they're doing. They sigh and back off, honestly a little offended Tony's using his charm on this. Questions they would answer honestly anyways! Sure, he's getting a chance to stretch his magic muscles, but it's no fun on their end.]
Aye, I do. They're alien beings created by the god Knull. You're likely better off asking a spider-person about them, they tend to have more frequent crossovers. I would think you're capable of putting together the context clues as well. Symbiote. Symbiotic relationships. Symbiotes bond with a host and the two become a sort of enhanced being. It's very gloopy gloppy.
I imagine the other Stark has synthesized his suit to interact with its host in a similar manner, like a second skin. Streamlined intuitive biotech. Impressive, but not my style.
[ At least it all lined up with the limited information the other him has given him, the less limited information he's managed to figure out for himself. Still, the idea that he'd essentially turn the armor into a, what? Parasite, practically, sounded... Terrifying, frankly. ]
Alright, do me a favor and resist this one, and I'll take you out to dinner. [ A beat. ] And a drink. [ Because what the fuck else was he doing with his time? Might as well get to know his newest recruit a bit better.
With a sharp inhale that tastes like a floral perfume Tony gives Loki the first dare that pops into his head with a roll of his eyes at himself. ] Kiss me.
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A whim, like Strange's dandelion-fueled lust for him. Tsk. ] Sorry to disappoint, but I'm no Narcisso. [ Is it possible Tony's actually learned a lesson about not using his powers for evil? ] The only thing I wanna charm outta you is intel, anyway.
[ A beat, and something he might be able to use Loki for pops into his head. ] Do you know what a symbiote is? [ Tony inhales deeply, turning the magical charm back on. After all, he was here for practice. ] The other me that's running around, he said his armor had the same properties as one-a those. Some kinda alien. What can you tell me? [ Something about it had never sat completely right with him; like a pebble in his shoe he was having trouble finding. And maybe this Loki came from a universe where that was more common knowledge. ]
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[Before gathering intel. Since that's what they're doing. They sigh and back off, honestly a little offended Tony's using his charm on this. Questions they would answer honestly anyways! Sure, he's getting a chance to stretch his magic muscles, but it's no fun on their end.]
Aye, I do. They're alien beings created by the god Knull. You're likely better off asking a spider-person about them, they tend to have more frequent crossovers. I would think you're capable of putting together the context clues as well. Symbiote. Symbiotic relationships. Symbiotes bond with a host and the two become a sort of enhanced being. It's very gloopy gloppy.
I imagine the other Stark has synthesized his suit to interact with its host in a similar manner, like a second skin. Streamlined intuitive biotech. Impressive, but not my style.
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Alright, do me a favor and resist this one, and I'll take you out to dinner. [ A beat. ] And a drink. [ Because what the fuck else was he doing with his time? Might as well get to know his newest recruit a bit better.
With a sharp inhale that tastes like a floral perfume Tony gives Loki the first dare that pops into his head with a roll of his eyes at himself. ] Kiss me.
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And they lean down and kiss the top of his head. It's tender and gentle, almost motherly. He left too many loopholes once more. Not enough intention.]
So? What do you think of my methods in comparison to Strange's?