[True to their word, Loki will be waiting for Tony in the common room. They're lounging on a chair in an absurd way that cannot possibly be how chairs were meant to be sit on. When Tony enters, they give him a lazy wave, though the intent behind their eyes is more focused, attempting to size him up.]
Are you certain you're ready to play in the big leagues, Tony Stark?
[ With a sigh that's more resigned than annoyed, Tony's shoulders drop slightly when he spots Loki. ] Honestly? [ Because the longer he's here, the more he understands magic, or at least understands that he doesn't understand a fucking thing. ] No, not really.
But I'm not exactly spoiled for choice at the moment, so I'll take what I can get.
Tony takes a few steadying breaths to calm himself. He stands a little straighter on the final inhale; the air feels warmer, like dew being warmed by the early morning sun. Tony can practically taste a hint of something floral, like a rose or a dandelion, as he speaks. ] Tell me: Are you going to give away the next thing I make you? [ Yes, he's still pissy about that. And because he's hardly expecting this to work, he'll tack on something fun and funny for himself, too. ] If you are, I at least want you to blow me a kiss to make up for it.
[They smile, but they do not move to blow a kiss or otherwise. Oh, they're charmed, for sure. From the beginning they decided they would allow him to do so, which they know he's not expecting. It's not what Strange would have done.
But there's things to learn here as well. All the loopholes Tony has left for Loki to escape into.]
[ The truth, so plainly stated from Loki of all people Asgardians, disarms Tony. Enough that the mystical charm stutters and falls away. ] Oh. [ He almost sounds... Disappointed. Like he thought he might actually get to see the inner workings of some grand plan. ]
So you just did it because it was... [ He seems to remember then, that he has a magical muscle he was supposed to be working out. ] What? Convenient?
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Meet me in the common room in an hour?
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[True to their word, Loki will be waiting for Tony in the common room. They're lounging on a chair in an absurd way that cannot possibly be how chairs were meant to be sit on. When Tony enters, they give him a lazy wave, though the intent behind their eyes is more focused, attempting to size him up.]
Are you certain you're ready to play in the big leagues, Tony Stark?
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But I'm not exactly spoiled for choice at the moment, so I'll take what I can get.
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Charm me.
[It's a challenge. They want to see what he'll do, especially after how he charmed Thor.]
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Tony takes a few steadying breaths to calm himself. He stands a little straighter on the final inhale; the air feels warmer, like dew being warmed by the early morning sun. Tony can practically taste a hint of something floral, like a rose or a dandelion, as he speaks. ] Tell me: Are you going to give away the next thing I make you? [ Yes, he's still pissy about that. And because he's hardly expecting this to work, he'll tack on something fun and funny for himself, too. ] If you are, I at least want you to blow me a kiss to make up for it.
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But there's things to learn here as well. All the loopholes Tony has left for Loki to escape into.]
I don't know.
[The truth.]
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peopleAsgardians, disarms Tony. Enough that the mystical charm stutters and falls away. ] Oh. [ He almost sounds... Disappointed. Like he thought he might actually get to see the inner workings of some grand plan. ]So you just did it because it was... [ He seems to remember then, that he has a magical muscle he was supposed to be working out. ] What? Convenient?