istillbelieveinheroes | RP Log: For you_have

Who: Loki and Coulson
Where: Avengers Headquarters
When: 7 and a half months after The Avengers
Verse:After this meme Thread. Coulson lived. An incident in a special location happened, and Loki was captured once again. This time to stay on Midgard.

Some things were just way too hard to explain. Like how someone could capture Captain America as well as Black Widow and lock them away in the same holding cell. A room with no windows or doors and had a temperature of 110 degrees and raising the whole time.

What else wasn’t explainable was capturing Loki, who should have been locked away or sentenced on Asgard, as well as Agent Coulson, right out of S.H.I.E.L.D. territory. Also, why would anyone take Phil Coulson anyhow, let alone lock him with Loki in a freezer like room with only one blanket to share.

None of it made sense. Why would you put the Prince of the Frost Giants into a freezer in the first place... unless you take away the magic, which is what they had learned. The rooms seemed to put a damper on the abilities of those who have them. Where Phil and Natasha got along like any human would in extreme weather, Loki and Rogers suffered different consequences.

You would think that didn't matter, but it did. By time they permitted Phil to go back to work (a clean bill of health) they were already setting up a perfect prison designed off the same technological make of the frozen room. Meaning?

Meaning Loki found himself in a room, far down in the bottom of Stark Tower (still in remodel and the future home of the Avengers...) in a cell made to damper the Gods powers. It was a bit cold in the cell, but nothing nearly as bad as what they had experienced before. It was a place they could keep him until they knew what to do with him.

When they were found, Coulson had agreed to make sure only Thor saw him as he had been there, and Coulson kept to his word as best he could. By time they broke through the wall it was the Iron Man and Thor who busted through. Pulling the blanket tighter over the blue god, Coulson hide him away, in such an awkward situation no less. He informed them of what happened, but he could barely keep continuous. He somehow got Thors attention, leaving the god to deal with taking Loki out of the chamber, taking Stark’s assistance to get out. And that was that. From there it was all on Thor.

While Director Fury, Thor and the others tried to decide who they would tell or what they would do, Coulson slipped away, leaving the gathering of minds. Stark said he was contained and should be comfortable. Barton would have rather had shoved an arrow through his eye. Phil was...

Well he found himself walking carefully down the hall to the holding cell the man was in. Coming to the window of the door he peeked in, then unlocked it, entering.

It was cool in here, but not unbearable. It still wasn’t something he wanted to remember at this point in time. Sliding his hands into his pockets he stood there, back to the door, eyes down a bit.

“Need a blanket?” He asked, only then glancing up to the other. The accommodations weren’t bare bones, but they were about as sparse as his own quarters were.

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While Loki knew there was little he could have done to avoid this situation, it was still annoying. First someone had be able to capture him, then he'd been forced to...seek body heat from that mortal he thought he'd killed, then the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent had seen him in his Jotun form, then he was taken in by the Avengers. Today was not a good day.

Looking back on the situation, he realized something must have been draining his powers. That was the only explanation for his inability to escape, his transformation and the cold effecting him as it did.

He could only assume whatever technology or magic had gone into that room had been transferred to his cell in the Avengers Tower. He could not use any magic, but he was pleased to see his skin did not revert to blue. He was also rather chilly, but not near as much so as in that accursed room.

When the door opened he was laying on the uncomfortable bed in the corner. He sat up and smirked at Coulson.

"No, my captors have provided one. Would you care to share?

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