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(via Kottke)
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[Independent Multiverse Tony Stark RP Blog]
“You say that as if I don’t enjoy showing off.” He stood, armor clanking a little as he rolled his shoulders. Tony might in fact, be a little /too/ comfortable in that armor.
“Never thought of you to be Christmas-sy.” No that Tony was, being as atheist as can be. However, how could someone -not- capitalize on the holiday?
Not that Tony forgot that it was technically…their anniversary as well. -That- surprise was later.
“You might not enjoy what I have in store for you.” Loki motioned for the man to walk with him, only a step ahead of the mortal, as they moved to the balcony of the tower. The wind was blowing harshly all around, but barely a breeze touched the area where Loki walked. Snow was whipped up all around and the god grinned at the sight of it.
“I found a small relic and thought it was the perfect time to test it.” The god of mischief turned to watch Tony’s body language, having long since learned to read the man even in his armour. “The city will be frozen by morning Tony… unless you can stop it.” He’d missed these games and not even his fiance of over a year was excused.
Taking a few steps back Loki hoisted himself up to sit on the balcony, motioning his partner closer. “Do you think you can Tony Stark? Or have you grown soft?”
A heavy spar wasn’t something he was a stranger to. Thor wasn’t exactly the gentlest. Nor had he forgotten how volatile Loki could be. All of the above he could generally deal with, or say no to. Or attempt to say no to. In which he then would proceed to play around and make jackasses out of himself and everyone else.
However, things got a little outside his comfort zone when the city was involved. Particularly when the city was involved.
“You can’t make it easy can you?” He huffed, shifting his weight. “Only thing on me that’s gone soft is my rear-and that, I blame you for.” He stepped forward, almost eager as he unconsciously let his scanners give Loki’s form a once over to confirm that his threat was very plausible. Eager, despite the fact that this could easily go out of control. If it was even in control that is..
However he could entertain spanking the villain later. Much more enjoyable.
“I’m going to stop it all and then put you in rather attractive handcuffs.”
“If you intend to keep it on I will demand more of you. A show.” Even suited Loki trusted his strength could match his partners and he brought the cane back to set it properly against the floor. “Come. You will accompany me outside so we may enjoy the sights of the city. I have decorated it for my pleasure.”
“You say that as if I don’t enjoy showing off.” He stood, armor clanking a little as he rolled his shoulders. Tony might in fact, be a little /too/ comfortable in that armor.
“Never thought of you to be Christmas-sy.” No that Tony was, being as atheist as can be. However, how could someone -not- capitalize on the holiday?
Not that Tony forgot that it was technically…their anniversary as well. -That- surprise was later.
“Stark. The day is young. I hope you know what must be done.”
Presents, snow ball fights, exciting uses for eggnog, improper uses of suits, and horrid marathons of Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer?
“Funny.”
Loki tossed his cane up as he approached, changing his grip in a quick movement so he could press the tip lightly to the suit’s front. “Why are you wearing this?”
“Festive reasons.” You could hear the tinny, mischievous self satisfaction in his voice as he tapped the cane with a finger.
“I happen to dislike ladders. Boring.”
“Stark. The day is young. I hope you know what must be done.”
Presents, snow ball fights, exciting uses for eggnog, improper uses of suits, and horrid marathons of Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer?
