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istillbelieveinheroes) wrote2011-07-01 03:36 am
istillbelieveinheroes) wrote2011-07-01 03:36 am
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RP Log: For you_have_heart (Loki)
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.
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 he ate, he kept glancing over at the water bottle and then to Phil. Each look was very short, but he made sure Phil noticed at least a few times.
"This is better than I expected." He had moved onto the fried rice.
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And yes, he noticed the eyes. The glances. He noticed it and was curious. It also made h is mind work in over time. Good job sir. Either while he was gone the man messed with his water, or he's just trying to mess with his mind. Which was partly working.
"JARVIS orders from the best in town. It looks bad, but it's filling." And not at all good for you but that was beside the point.
As for the water? It had been moved. The man kept looking off at it. If he had drugged it it wouldn't really matter. There would be no way to get him out of there alive. The bracelet on Coulson's wrist had to be used a special way to work. Besides witch, the cap was still on slightly crooked, and he doubted the man would be able to fit it perfectly crooked in return. Well, maybe.
After the third caught look he sat his box down, reached for the water as if this meant nothing, twisted the badly threaded cap off and took a sip form it, raising a brow at the man. He capped it back again and set it down, taking up a egg roll instead and biting the end off.
Yes, he is looking at you as if to say 'what?'
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He added in some pointing at the agent's face for effect.
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The laughing made him raise a brow though... while he plucked up another bit of veggy out of a box and popped it into his mouth. "Care to explain?" On the inside he might be wondering what he just drank, but he's going to try to not show that.
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"What?"
He sat back now, leaning on the couch arm and glancing off towards him, tired and yes, confused. "If you did something to my water, I just want you to know that the reason I haven't picked anything from the box you are eating form is because the beast used to make the dish is highly deadly to men. You included. Thor was barely saved last time. Enjoy that." Said, pointing chop stick ends at him.
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He took another bite of the almond chicken, almost defiantly "And do you honestly think I would believe that? Midgardians are far to cautious about their food to regularly eat something so dea-" His voice caught in his throat and his eyes went wide. A hand went to his throat as he began to cough.
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"Ever heard of blow-fish?" because... well that was a good example of dumb food. Wait. He blinked as the god started to cough. "You are not allowed to choke. Not funny." He said it flatly, not moving because he thought he was really joking. He's looking at you in annoyance right now...
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He didn't have to think about the move. He sat his box down while half standing, kneeling on the edge of the couch and leaning over the little god.
"Not funny." He said again. "You didn't just battle through hell and back, as well as a freezer with no magic, to suddenly choke and die on almond chicken." It was an attempt to shake him out of it, his voice annoyed, yes, because he didn't like this joke, but startled as well. Clearly underlying tone of worry.
Leaning over him he shook his shoulder, dreading to have to try CPR because he had never been comfortable with that. Also, he needed to tell Jarvis to get others but if this was just a joke then--- damn it, Loki!
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He smirked. "I have a blanket to share, if you need one."
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"I have a few blankets now myself. I wouldn't want to disgust you by sharing your new blanket." He said in mild tease.
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