Of Ice and Iron ◄☼► Azuri & Whysperia

[Azuri]

"Explain what to you?!" Loki growled "your the one who came in to this room" he was very stand offish, he was caught with a hang over and in a bad mood. He rubbed his head, right where the pain had hit. it was a piercing and throbbing pain in his skull. Flatly loki responded, "your not going to leave until I tell you what I remember are you....." His eyes narrowed, if that was event possible, his scowl grew on his face, looking like it was a permanent expression. "Fine!" He hissed, "All I remember is drinking, Thor passed out on the floor, and more drinking" the god knew he was being vague but that summed up the jest of what he remembered, "A bunch of empty bottles, everyone leaving one by one, and blur, that is it" He let out an angry huff, if the mortal really wanted to know then he could probably ask his robot, but loki was not going to suggest that idea

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Anthony "Tony" Stark - Iron Man
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Male - Human
Currently being forced to leave Loki's room,
Trying to remember the night before

Tony glared at Loki as he spoke, though it slowly changed into shock, then maybe a little bit of nervous fear. "Son of a --," he said, cursing softly to himself. He cleared his throat, trying to shake the feeling in his stomach away. "Right, well.. I'm sure we just- we were probably helping each other to bed or something, and I just crashed in here. It's been known to happen. That or we were fighting and both passed out," he said, thinking about the claw marks on his back. He realized he was still not wearing a shirt and quickly pulled it on, clearing his throat once again as he tossed Loki's shirt to him.

"There," he said, nodding. "I'll ask JARVIS about it later." His eyes flitted over the god's pale skin for a half-second before he turned and left, speaking over his shoulder as he waved a little. "Oh, and I don't think we need to tell anyone about this," he said, leaving Loki's room. He made his way to his own room before closing the door. As soon as it was closed, he let out a breath he hadn't known he had been holding. Oh man, he didn't know what had happened the night before! Why- why was he shirtless? Why was Loki shirtless, in the same bed as him? And what the hell was up with the marks on his back? Tony took deep breaths, pushing it all away. He would.. Yeah, he would ask JARVIS about it later. Yeah.

Tony grabbed a fresh set of clothes, trying his hardest to ignore the terrible pain in his head as he walked to his bathroom. He didn't bother closing the door, as he didn't think anyone would be coming into his room anyway, let alone peeking into his bathroom. He stripped down quickly and got into the shower, wanting nothing more than to scrub away whatever had happened last night. He was in there for some time before he got out, drying himself off and getting into some jeans and an AC/DC shirt. Sighing darkly, he left the bathroom and walked out of his room, going now to the kitchen for some coffee. God, he needed coffee. He didn't acknowledge Steve's look, nor did he smile when he saw that Bruce was hung over as well, though not as bad at all. He didn't see Natasha, though she was probably off working out her stress in the training room with Thor.

[Azuri]

Loki Scoffed, "Now why would I tell anyone" Flicking a wrist and shut the door behind tony with a slam. Part of him thought it was a very very bad idea to ask the robotic voice what had happened the night before, they, well tony might find out something neither wanted to know. If something happened.... and Thor found out... well that wouldn't be so bad, the other man would be sleeping with the fishes next time, but what if this was another..... Loki pushed it out of his mind. he let out a hiss as he punched the wall, why did he have to be so gullible that Thor convinced him to drink like that.

Loki used magic to conjure a new pair of clothes, but he needed a shower or a bath, just something to get the stench of that mortal off of him. He entered the warm water letting out a slight hiss as it touched his cold skin. After he finished his shower, scrubbing the scent of that man off of him, he towel dried his shiny black hair, it fell into place like it should. he redressed and sat on the bed thinking. He had no intent of leaving his self induced cage for a while. with another simple flick of the wrist he moved the chair to just under the door knob, this way no one could come in

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Anthony "Tony" Stark - Iron Man
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Male - Human
Currently in the kitchen,
Listening to Thor, trying not to think

Sighing darkly, Tony left the bathroom and walked out of his room, going now to the kitchen for some coffee. God, he needed coffee. He didn't acknowledge Steve's look, nor did he smile when he saw that Bruce was hung over as well, though not as bad at all. He didn't see Natasha, though she was probably off working out her stress in the training room with Thor. Clint, well he.. No one was saying it, but Tony was pretty sure something terrible had happened to him, which was part of the reason why Natasha had been matching Thor, shot for shot, until they had both passed out. Tony shook his head, frowning a little. He sort of remembered drinking with them, but not well. Not well at all.

As he entered the kitchen, Tony winced a little. They had drank every bottle he had? Well, not quite, but all of the good stuff! Great, he thought a little bitterly. Now what was he supposed to do? Shaking his head, Stark went to the coffee maker and started it brewing, sitting heavily at the bar in the mean time. Suddenly a loud voice filled the room, making him want to punch Thor right in his stupid face. In the suit. With his lasers. "Friend Stark!" Thor called to him, his grin evident in his voice. "You have awoken!"
"Yeah Thor, I'm up. Need something?" he asked, sounding only slightly snappish as he looked up, really not wanting to do anything with his life that day. Thor glanced over Tony as he approached, a small frown creasing his lips. He did not look to be well, Thor decided. The Asgardian took a seat directly across from his friend, still looking him over. Finally, Tony got tired of it and spoke again. "Thor, do you need something, or are you just going to stare at me all day?" he snapped, only to wince and hold his head once again.

Okay, admittedly, he was being a little harsh. The very tone of his voice was harsh. Still, he couldn't really help it. Everything was just so wrong this morning. Gritting his teeth, Tony dropped his gaze to the table, once again bringing a hand up to his head. He really, really needed some medicine. Or another drink. He wasn't sure which one yet. When Thor spoke, he felt even worse.
"I need nothing, friend. I merely came to thank you for the merriment of last night," he said, his voice quiet and hurt. Awesome, Tony thought, just what I need right now. Stark wondered briefly what Loki would do if he came in, hearing Tony yelling at his brother. The thought made him want to laugh. Not a damn thing. Maybe he'd join in, Tony thought.

Sighing and nodding, Tony waved Thor's thank-you off, one hand still holding his head. "Sure Thor, no problem big guy. It was fun, I think. I don't know," he muttered, sighing again. God he just couldn't get over this damned headache. Again his mind went to Loki, this time to wonder if the god could heal himself of a hangover. If that was the case, Tony hated him even more, just by principal. "So what's for breakfast, Thor? Are you going to cook for us again?" he asked, attempting to smile up at the thunder god. Thor brightened, beginning to talk about how he could make meats and the "cakes of a pan" and whatnot. The sound of it eventually turned into a dull drone, as Tony tried to keep his mind far away from Loki, from his headache, and from the things that had happened in the last week.

[Azuri]

The trickster god sat on his bed, he had just gotten clean and his hangover was subsiding. The God held his head for a moment, luckily the god had some tolerance and the hang over would subside pretty quickly now that he had at least cleaned up and did something. this was defiantly a perk of being a god rather then a mortal. He rubbed his head for a moment, he rubbed where the pain shot through his head.

Now that Loki was thinking strait he let out a sigh, he was trying to think through the night before. they had drank a lot, then some more, Thor passed out as other avengers left. Loki and the mortal man, they had made a challenge trying to out drink each other. Later on Loki Remembered helping the man back to his room but after that nothing. Well it was more then last time at least. he sighed, and opened another book

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Currently at Stark Tower...

After a while, Thor was still droning on and on about the wonders of pop tarts and pancakes, Tony was trying not to die of a hang over, and Steve was just smiling and nodding, encouraging Thor to continue. Not only was it pretty funny when Thor got this excited about food, but Steve thought Tony sort of deserved it. Steve really didn't like drinking, mostly because of his father, and he thought Tony had a problem. In the back of his mind however, he was thinking about Natasha and Clint. They still had not heard from the archer, and it had been three days. When they contacted SHIELD about it, they were told not to worry, that the problem was being handled. The Avengers weren't sure how to take that; was Clint in danger, or was he the problem they were referring to?

After a while, a chipper looking Bruce came into the kitchen as well. One look at Tony made him chuckle; he had been right. He held up his right hand, still smiling as he twisted the cap off of the bottle and handed Tony two pills. "Here, take these and drink some water," Bruce told him, holding the pills out. He noticed the look of discomfort on Tony's face and sighed a little before setting them on the table. He didn't like to be handed things, right. "Does anyone know where Loki is?" he asked, already going to the cabinets. He withdrew a glass and filled it with ice water, turning back to the group with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, he's in his room," Tony muttered, picking the pills up and drinking them down with coffee. Who needed water when they had coffee and alcohol? Answer: No one. Well, maybe Steve and Bruce. And probably Thor.. Okay, so maybe Tony was the only one that thought that, but that didn't make it any less valid in his mind.

"Right, thanks," Bruce said, turning away from his friends. He left the kitchen with calm steps, pausing when he got to Loki's room. He didn't try to go it, just has he hadn't tried the first time. Knocking lightly, he glanced down at the water and the pills in his hand, not sure Loki would actually take them. It didn't matter. He had to at least offer. "Hey, Loki? It's Bruce, er, Dr. Banner," he said with a frown, not sure which Loki would actually prefer, or even know him as. "Ah, I brought you something for the hangover I'm assuming you have," he said, smiling now. "You and Tony, you guys kept going way after the rest of us," he murmured, chuckling lightly. He paused then, as he would not enter without permission.

[Azuri]

The trickster god remained shut in his room he had finished the third book in the pile that sat next to his bed. After He finished the book, he paced the room. Loki wanted nothing more then to get out of the room, he was starting to feel caged, yet he knew that if he tried to get out of the room then he would have to deal with the avengers and his head ache. A window would be nice in this "Cell", at least in the asguardian prison he could see out side of the walls. though, people could see in.

after only a few minutes he sat back down on the bed. he sat cross legged on the sheets, one knee twitching. The god let out a frustrated growl, he was in pain and was bored out of his mind. Human books didn't have the thrill that asguardian books had, all mortal books had a formula to them, and a common theme that wasn't quite real. Not every story had a fairy tail ending, opposites didn't attract, then neither did people who were alike.

Loki's thoughts were musing on why mortal books were wrong when he heard a knock on the door, " Go Away" He spoke before hearing the other speak as he had thought that it was Tony again. He listened for a moment, for no apparent reason, though it would be the throbbing in his head. "I am fine" Loki said not wanting to take any of the mortal medicine, would the medication even work on a god? though that was beside the point, he would be fine in a few hours

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Currently at Stark Tower...

Bruce wasn't affected when Loki told him to go away. It wasn't the first time someone had snapped a remark off at him in such a rude way, and it wouldn't be the last. Bruce sighed a little when Loki said he was fine, and though he probably shouldn't, he decided to stay. "You don't have to take it if you don't want to," he said through the door, "But I promise it wouldn't do anything bad to you. Thor's taken it before as well," he offered, shrugging a little. "I don't know how well it would work on you, and you could probably just fix your hangover yourself, after what you did to Tony yesterday," he murmured, thinking aloud now. He paused for a moment before clearing his throat and starting again.

"Okay, even if you don't want the medicine. Would you like some water or something? A drink, or some food?" he asked, the smile evident in his voice. Even though he didn't trust Loki that much, he was grateful to him. Loki had saved Tony's life, and last night, he had been different. A whole other side came out of him when he was drinking, and Bruce hadn't forgotten it. He found Loki to be interesting, yes. He would love to learn more about the man, about Frost Giant physiology, but it was more than just that. Bruce was the kind of man who was curious about everything, who wanted to study everything just for the sake of curiosity, but with Loki.. Well, he felt the man deserved a chance, after what he had done with Tony.

It was with this in mind that, rather than leaving Loki alone, Bruce had decided to try and do something. Loki had been pent up in prison for a long time, and here he was locked up in his room now, though admittedly that was his own choice. Even so, Bruce thought the guy could probably use some form of kindness. That is why he didn't leave, even when Loki treated him so gruffly. Instead, he stayed there, leaning against the wall next to the door, the cold glass of water in his hand and bottle of pills in his pocket. He waited in silence for an answer, though it should have been rather obvious by this point that he wasn't going to leave easily.

[Azuri]

Loki sat in the room, in silence. he had not heard the footsteps that would have signaled that the other had gone away. the monster man was clearly not leaving, Why did he feel the need to try so hard? was this an apology for Turning into the monster and slamming him into the stark tower before it was repaired? This attempt at kindness Greatly confused Loki. the two of them were not friends, in fact they were enemies. with a slight sigh he stood up, Loki headed over to the door and opened it a crack, "your not leaving are you?" He grumbled

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Currently at Stark Tower...

Bruce grinned when he heard footsteps approaching the door, though he quickly schooled the grin into a soft and kind smile. When the door opened a little, Bruce was able to see Loki, though not much of him. Loki had barely opened the door a crack, but that had been enough for him. Hey, it was a big step in the right direction, as far as Banner was concerned. At the god's words, Bruce offered the same small smile, though it was kind of sheepish now. He shrugged, still smiling when he answered. "Nope," he said simply.

Glancing down at the glass in his hand, he offered it forward, though he didn't try and shove it through the small opening in the door. "I brought you some water," he said, before realizing Loki probably wouldn't trust it. "It's not poisoned or anything, I promise," he said, feeling a little embarrassed that he hadn't thought of that before. Even so, it was the best he could offer at the moment, unless Loki decided to actually leave his room.