WhysperiaxLady Sif Avengers RP

[Lady Sif]

Plot:
The events of Thor didn't really happen, Loki did take the throne when Odin was asleep and Thor was gone but all he did was keep things running in Asgard as they should. When Odin woke up Loki gave up the throne without a problem. Loki also doesn't really care about ruling and in fact doesn't really want the throne at all, so he's just sort of hanging out in Asgard and helping with the bridge repairs every now and then. Thor made friends with the avengers on his stay on earth {They were a team prior to all this.} and when Thanos attacks earth they call him for help. Later on when things aren't looking that good Thor calls in Loki to help as he's the only one who can get to Midgard without the help of the bridge.

We're kind of screwing the plot and doing whatever the heck we want right now.
Notes:This will a FrostIron story. This is now a Tony is a playboy and is dating Bruce, Steve and Loki story.
Black Widow does not exist in this.
Pepper and Tony dated at one point for a very short amount of time before they both called it off because they thought it was just weird. The media morphed this into the two of them hating each other and never speaking again. The two of them think it's funny when the rest of the team tenses up whenever their both in the same room.

I will play:
Loki
Hawkeye
Pepper
Captain America

Whysperia will play:
Tony
Thor
Bruce
Whomever else I forgot.

[Lady Sif]

{ I'm going to assume it's nighttime.}
Loki:
It was a sunny day like most others in Asgard, birds called out their alarms hidden in the form of song as the wind carried the news of far away world. Loki had taken shelter from the onslaught of light and joy in a tucked away corner of the library, he had made the space when he was smaller by shifting the bookshelves slowly enough that no one had noticed. It had formed a lovely little cove made only of Loki's favorite selection of books and slats of wood that kept them neat and in their places. After a fair amount of time had past Loki had begun to move things into his little shelter and now he had a space in which he could reside within for weeks at a time if he should feel the urge, something that had been happening more often as of late. Loki gave a sigh at the thought of his reason for being curled up within a mound of furs, a enchanted warming mug half full of tea on his right and a copy of one of his favorite fictional tales, a lovely Midgardian tale by the name of Lord of The Rings. Thor; his brother had been gone in the realm of humans for almost a full year now. Not that he would ever admit to it aloud but Loki was rather worried for his elder sibling, he was a trusting and open-hearted fool and he was bound to be hurt soon. Now normally this wouldn't be of much concern, if trouble arose they could send help as needed and give warnings as to what was to come, however with the break that had accrued in the Bifrost the only routes Loki had to Thor were through the secret paths that wove between the realms. Should trouble arise only Loki would be able to make the trip through these walkways, anyone else would not have the magic needed to weave their way through the fabric that sealed the realms from one another.

This was rather worrisome for the shadow prince as Thor seemed to have some sort of ability to get himself in the worst of troubles and more than once he would have been sent off to his grave had Loki not been there to prevent such a thing. Unfortunately Thor was adamant about staying with his 'teammates' and even though Loki had done everything short of pleading with his brother, he still remained on Midgard with his petty mortal friends. Loki shook his head to clear it of all these useless thoughts and refocused his mind on the well-worn book in his hands. He relaxed slowly into the story of the young hobbits traversing across the mountains as he engaged himself in this tale so well known to him he could almost picture himself along side them. Scaling the blacken rocks of Mt. Doom was fair less bothersome then having to dealing with his brother's lack of presence.
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Pepper:
Pepper Pots was not a women to be trifled with, she had survived in the business world and made her way up to the rank of CEO of Stark Enterprises. She had killed a man to save Tony and if he didn't show up within the next ten minutes to this very important meeting with the directors of the construction company then she would kill him next.

Pepper was current sitting in a large room that was made up of three walls and one huge window with the company the Tony wanted to employ to make the shift from Stark Towers to the Avengers Tower, the only issue being the fact the he wasn't here. Now Tony rarely showed up for meetings so normally this wouldn't have been much of a issue, she could have carried on the meeting and had Happy kidnap Tony and bring him over here however, Tony had also promised to bring over the essential blueprints that the whole meeting was about. She had already placed a call to both Happy and Tony but Tony's phone had brought her to voicemail and Happy hadn't seen Tony all day. This was a sign that Tony was most likely locked up in one of his labs with his newest science buddy.

Glancing towards the four other members of the board, all of whom were used to dealing with Tony's horrendous timing or lack thereof and were waiting for the verdict on whether or not the meeting would need to be held at another time Pepper gave them an apologetic smile. She checked her tablet for the next open date before offering "7:00 on the last Friday of the month?"

"That would be fine." responded one of the men return her smile with a sympathetic one hush any protest from the three other members. Pepper gave them a grateful smile which turned dark mere seconds earlier as she stood, turned and stormed out of the room her targets locked on the person who had now caused a whole months delay in his own project.
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Captain America:
Steve looked out at the city of New York, he was sitting atop Stark Tower and the view was astounding. From up here he could see almost the entire city, the lights and noise blared at him from all sides and at times everything would just seem to swirl into a elegant portrait of colors smeared on the black canvas of the night sky. In his hand he held a fine brush, one of the few things remaining from before he was frozen, and with it he was crafting a painting of the abstract sort. The brush was barely under his control for both it and his hand seemed to move on their own. With every gentle stroke of the brush Steve fell more and more into the trance the city seemed to be able to set upon him. It was like being in the eye of the storm and watching it rage around you with such strength and power it left you with such a helpless feeling that at the same time was so lovely a thing. Another stroke was placed down, this one in a dull shade of yellow and more soon followed it as the captain turned his gaze to the roads that were flooding over with cars in such away that all one could truly see of them was the light they projected from the front.

The canvas was given another set of grays as he added in the buildings that seemed to lean in on you and give you the feeling of being within walls, tall strong walls that could shield one from any outside sources. Slowly he added dabs of yellows and oranges to the curved buildings allowing them the glow that they would give off as the people inside them continued their work. Looking at his work he shifted the painting so it lay almost flat before he continued to add the details of what he could see, everything from the gray edge of the building he stood on, to a few black shapes that looked like the people he could barely make out beneath him. Slowly and steadily he carved away at the white in the canvas and covered it in colors and shades that matched his view of his surroundings. Until at last he reach the final part of it, carefully he added on his feet as they are, dangling off the edge and at the very bottom he added in the tip of a white canvas that was awaiting it's turn to be painted.

{Okay so Hawkeye gets no introduction right now because I need to eat but wanted to get these posted first.}

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Anthony "Tony" Stark - Iron Man
«☼»
Male - Human
Currently in the lab with Bruce,
tinkering on some new machine.

Dr. Robert "Bruce" Banner - The Hulk
«☼»
Male - Human
Currently with Tony in the lab,
tinkering on a new machine.

"I think you might be on to something," Tony said, looking at one of the holographic blueprints that lay out before him. His lips were pulled down into a slight frown as he concentrated, his fingers moving across a keyboard quickly as he typed in the new formula, eyes on the screen before him. He really hoped this would work, lest they had spent the last few hours here in vain. That, he thought, would suck. They really should have had this all figured out before now, but neither Tony nor Bruce had been able to pay much attention to the task at hand, each having something that was nagging at the back of their minds. Stark knew he had something important that was coming up, that he was supposed to do something, go somewhere, or.. Well, something like that. The only problem was that he couldn't remember what it was.

Bruce, on the other hand, was thinking about something else. He was thinking back to something that had recently been blogged about him. He didn't like to let things like that nag at him, but it was really hard to ignore when someone was ranting about how you should be 'put down' because you're a danger to everyone around you. Now, Bruce was the first to admit that the Big Guy was dangerous. He was also the first to admit that he put others at risk by being around them. Even so, hearing someone else say it was hard to deal with at times. Sighing, the doctor returned his attention back to the task before him. He watched in silence as Tony entered in the new formula, a peculiar expression on his face as he began thinking a few steps ahead.

"Annnnd.. Got it," Tony said, smirking a little as he pressed the last button. Just like that, they were in business. "Good work," he said with an easy grin, turning to his friend with a nod of his head. They had been working on this prototype for some time now, but they hadn't been able to get it just right until, well, until just now.
"Thanks," Banner said with a small smile, glancing down before looking at Tony again. "Now we just have to, ya know, build the thing," he said. "Theory's good and all, but.. How do we know if it'll even work?" he asked, obviously feeling a little bit of doubt.
"Come on," Tony said, waving it off. "We know it'll work because we just solved the problem of it, remember?" he said, teasing his friend a little. "Alright come on, lets go get some lunch," Tony said, rubbing his hungry stomach.
"Uhh, Tony? It's a little late for lunch," Bruce said, glancing down at his watch for the first time in hours. "It's a little late for dinner," he amended, his brows going up. "We've been in here for a while.. Didn't you have a meeting or something today?" he asked, a little hesitant with the question. Bruce didn't get an answer to his question but he didn't really need one. His eyes watched Tony as the man quickly left, obviously late for the meeting he was supposed to have gone to. Sighing, the doctor only shook his head and smiled a little.

No way, Stark thought. There was no way it was that late already. Looking at his watch, Tony murmured an "oh crap" before turning on his heel and quickly leaving the lab behind him. Pulling out his cell phone, Tony saw that it had been turned off at some point, probably absentmindedly as he was tinkering. When it powered up, he was met immediately by missed calls from both Pepper and Happy, making him sigh a little. Dialing in her number, Tony didn't even wait for her to speak after she had answered, just jumping right into the conversation. "Pepper, darling," he began, sounding happy, "You'll never believe it but I think Bruce and I had a real breakthrough with the scanner," he said, referring to the thing they had just been working on. It was going to be a like a hand-held x-ray machine when it was actually finished, without the radiation. Tony was pretty excited about it. "Uhm, about the meeting; I'm on my way," he said, before saying "Let me put you on hold." He pressed a button on his watch and stood still as bits of his armor came at him, fitting nicely into place. Once he was all suited up, he transferred the call into his suit, grabbed the blueprints which rested on a nearby table, and started talking again. "I have the blueprints ready," he said, "I'll be there in just.. One... Second," he said, smirking now as he landed on the roof. "Actually, I'm already here," he assured her, "I'm on the roof. I'll be down in a minute, okay?" he asked. He had not given her one second to speak that entire time, but now fell silent as he awaited a reply. He opened the door to the roof and went down a single set of stairs before going through another door, one that left him on the top floor of the building. He felt a little strange as he walked quickly to the elevator, got on, and pressed the button to the correct floor, all the time in his suit and surrounded by workers, but he said nothing, only offering a little nod as he got off on his stop. Now, to find Pepper.

Thor Odinson - God of Thunder
«☼»
Male - Asgardian
Currently alone in a park,
looking up and thinking of Loki

Sighing softly to himself, Thor looked up, his eyes trained on the cold and distant stars above him. Oh how he wished he could see through them, see past this realm and into his own. He wished to gaze upon the face of his mother, to sit beside his father, and train with his friends.. More than that though, Thor wished to speak with his brother. He missed the company of the trickster god, missed the times they had laughed together. Thor fondly remembered the times they had spent in each others company, Loki reading while Thor practiced, Thor drinking mead as Loki drank his tea, or when the two would simply sit among each other, enjoying the quiet.. The Asgardian prince looked down at his feet, at the dirt below him and closed his eyes, shaking his head. Sometimes, he thought sadly, it was better not to remember.

How he wished he could return home though, if only for a short time! Thor had sworn to protect Midgard, but he had not known then that he would be trapped here, unable to see his family, his friends, or his home. He was suddenly filled with rage at the realization. Running forward, Thor slammed his fist into a nearby tree, once, twice, three times before calling for Mjölnir. Thor raised it over his head, so blinded by his rage that he wanted to beat something, crush it beneath the mighty power of his blows. However, the familiar weight of his hammer served to ground him, to root him in the present time rather than his memory. Thor sighed heavily, slowly lowering his weapon to his side before raising it to eye-level. He took comfort in the designs, in the craft of it all. Aside from his armor and his power, it was all he had left of the life he once had. Sometimes it just wasn't enough.

[Lady Sif]

_____________________________Pepper:________________________________
Pepper had just cleared the doorway when her phone sprung to life in her pocket and began to blare out a heavy metal song at full volume. Almost franticly she plunged her hand into her jacket's right pocket and fished around in it for a second or so before it emerged triumphantly with the sleek iphone looking device in its grasp. Hurriedly she pressed 'Accept call' as she brought the phone up towards her ear. Her face was a mix of fury and relief as she heard Tony's voice coming through the line. "Pepper, darling," Her brow furrowed in annoyance and she tried to cut in to give him a tongue lashing. Before she could the female CEO was cut off by Tony again who seemed to be attempting to stop her responding "You'll never believe it but I think Bruce and I had a real breakthrough with the scanner". The happy tone in his voice was so childish and familiar that she couldn't help the exasperated smile.

That voice was one that she had heard many times before, though more recently she had heard it less and less. The decline in it had begun after Obi's betrayal, she knew that Tony was not one to open his heart up to people carelessly and it had hurt him like a knife blade impaled in his heart. It had been just after that the two of them had started their very short lived affair. It had ended about a week later when the two of them had found out that it was one of the most awkward things they had every done and both wanted it over as soon as possible. While Pepper wasn't happy with him for his tardiness to the meeting, she was glad that his newly found science buddy was clearly doing some good for him. A sigh escaped her and she opened her mouth once again to reply to him only to once more be cut off him giving her a quick play by play of his actions before finally he gave her a pause in which to speak in.

"Just get down here, Okay Tony?" Her tone was not as threating as it should have been, rather it came out as affectionate annoyance. "Fourth meeting room to the right in the Seal hallway." She answered before he could ask her once again where the meeting was taking place, she then promptly hung up on him and turned back, heading back into the room and reclaiming her seat. The meetings other attendees had resettle themselves having overheard the conversation between the two. Giving them a smile she got her tablet back out and began reloading all of the important files that she possessed for the meetings, they all followed suit and one contacted his PA in order to tell her that he would be back late today. The other rooms members had been working with Stark Inc. long enough to know to add a full hour onto any end timings for meetings.

After pulling up the files and uploading them to the hologram display Pepper reclined in her chair ever so slightly and folded her hands together, her elbows resting on the table as she awaited for the engineer to arrive.

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'Okay perhaps a tale consisting of a story in which one loses their brother of whom they have a close bond with was not the best of choices given my brother current whereabouts.' was Loki's first thought as he replaced his own copy of 'Harry Potter' back onto the shelf now currently feeling rather apprehensive about Thor state of being. Even though he had told himself four times over that he was being silly and acting like a child afraid of a Frost Giant hiding under their bed, that didn't stop his feet from taking him towards the looking glass that Frigga had obtained that was always to be watched by a guard, it kept track of Thor so that should any harm come to him they would be notified within moments.

Loki could not resist a peek into the room, allowing just enough of himself to slip past the doorway so that he might be able to catch a glance of the glass. What it reveled to him was what he had been telling himself the whole time, Thor was currently at a Midgardian park and by the looks of the bored guard watching the glass, no harm had come to him. Slinking back into his shadows outside the door Loki gave himself a light shake in a attempt to rid himself of the strange feeling of dead that was trying to take over his mental processes. 'It is merely a story.' he reminded himself as he paced back towards his room. Still, there was a little voice trying to speak up in the back of his mind, a voice that often whispered wise words that he did not wish to hear, so quiet as it was it was hard to make out but he could hear the traces of it say the same thing again and again 'Are you sure?'

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Anthony "Tony" Stark - Iron Man
«☼»
Male - Human
Currently in a meeting with Pepper,
showing his plans for the Avengers Tower.

Tony was, admittedly, a little surprised that he had gotten off as easily as he had. Then again, Pepper had only been strict with him once, and it was when she had been in charge of the company alone. Looking back on it, he realized that it had probably been pretty hard on her, yet she had done a great job with it. Sure, she had kicked him out and all, but maybe he had needed it. As it was, Pepper had been dealing with his antics for far longer than almost anyone else; only one man had put up with him for longer, and that was- No. Tony cut the train of thought off right there, unwilling to so much as think the name of the man who had hurt him so. He wouldn't think about it, not now, not ever. It was his way of dealing, though everyone around him told him that it wasn't "dealing" at all. Still, it seemed to work in his opinion, and it was the tactic he was going to stick with.

Tony had just been about to ask where they were supposed to be meeting when Pepper told him. A small smile came to his lips beneath the metal mask of his suit; she knew him so well. Sometimes he found himself wishing that things had worked out between them, if only because he cared so much about her. She was a good, kind person, someone who kept track of him and made sure he was staying good. She was, in his mind, all he had. Even though he didn't love her romantically, he loved her. The picture that the media had painted of their breakup was far from the truth, and though it was a little annoying, it was almost worth it when he saw how awkward the Avengers felt when the two of them were together.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Stark realized he had made it to the room. Not bothering to knock or announce himself in any way, Tony stepped inside, pausing to nod at the nearest man. "Well," he said, reaching up to pull his mask away so he could see everyone. "Lets get started, shall we?" he said, as though they had been waiting on someone other than him the whole time. Reaching out, Tony released the physical copies of the blueprints for anyone who wanted them, while telling JARVIS to upload the same blueprints into the holographic display before them. Once they were up, showing just above the table, Tony began to speak out his plans.

He was animated as he spoke, his eyes and voice taking on a new tone as he revealed all that he had planned. He wanted this and that, things that would make life easier and more comfortable for the Avengers. "This one will be Steve's room," he said, gesturing to one of the large rooms on the blueprints, "With Bruce here, Thor there when he wants to stay, and Clint here." He began going into detail of all of the things he wanted; a floor that would serve as a training area, a larger lab, an official room for meetings so they wouldn't have to use the living room, all sorts of plans. All of the ideas that had been swimming in his brain were now laid out before him, and he had to admit.. He had really outdone himself.

When he finished his speech, Tony turned his attention to the men before him, returning to his normal self rather than the excited boyish one he took on while tinkering or talking about something he really cared about. "So," he said, as though discussing the weather, "Can you do it?"

Thor Odinson - God of Thunder
«☼»
Male - Asgardian
Currently alone in a park,
trying really, really hard not to think of home

Thor sighed softly to himself once again, feeling tired and more than a little homesick. Though he felt the loss of his home like one would feel the loss of their limbs, he shoved the feelings aside. Instead, Thor turned his attention back to the problem he had been facing before all of this. Thor had been having a strange feeling deep within his bones of late, a feeling that persisted even now, when he was so overwhelmed with thoughts of Asgard. Something powerful was coming, something terrible, he thought a little darkly. The foreboding sat deep within his chest, constricting his chest late at night when he was most vulnerable to his thoughts, nights like these.

At first, Thor had worried that something terrible had happened in Asgard. He had feared for the life of his brother, mother, and the Allfather. Though the thought lingered in the back of his mind, he had almost been able to dismiss it based solely on the fact that he believed he would know if something had happened to them. He would feel them, or the lack of them. It would wake him in the night, make him stop in his tracks, if that were the case. He didn't know why he felt that way, but he did; his family was alive, because he felt as though they were.

If it wasn't a problem in Asgard, he thought to himself, then what was it? There was no army of dark beings attacking Midgard, no terrible force that he had seen. His friends and allies the Avengers were all well, as were the other mortals he had grown fond of. That left him with little clues as to what was causing this terrible sickness within him. Why did he feel such doom hanging over him? Thor was almost unable to fathom it. Try as he might, the god was unable to completely forget about it, even as he gripped Mjölnir more tightly in his grasp, casting one last longing look upwards, wishing for the thousandth time that he could see them, even a glimpse of them, one more time.

[Lady Sif]

{I've always thought that what Pepper whispered into Tony's ear was a promise of no meetings for a month.}
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Pepper gave her phone a little smile and resettled herself. She probably shouldn't have let him off without some sort of ear-chewing but she hadn't been able to ruin the mood that his time with Bruce had put him in. Tony's mood had been on the rise ever since Bruce had come to the tower. The scientist had managed to keep up with and even on a few occasions surpass Tony when he was on his science babbles. More importantly he made Tony happy, which for Pepper was enough to justify risking military attacks. One that thought she jolted down a little note on her tablet's side screen 'General Ross'. She would have a little chat with man on his recent attacks on Bruce, all of which she was sure he had no authority to initiate. Anyone who Tony trusted couldn't deserve to be chased their whole life, well there is one man she would allow it to happen too, were he still alive.

Tony enter the room lost in thought, it only took him a second to snap out of it so she didn't comment. He entered wearing his suit, she let out a small snort at this. He seemed to have a thing for wearing it to the few meetings she made him attend, personally she thought he just liked having JARVIS there to do his work. At the very least he had the sense to take off his mask so that they could hear him, not the robotic replication. Giving a eye roll at his tone, she settled herself to move the holograms as needed for Tony.

This was always one of the best parts of her meetings. She had always loved how he always came to life when he was talking about his inventions. Tony went over the plans with the small group that had been gathered and even Pepper was astounded by what he had managed to create. He had that tone set in his voice, the one of a boy explaining to his classmates how he had managed to create a battery out of lemons {or in Tony's case a design for a car powered on lemons}. Slowly and carefully a picture was painted before them, and as she grasped the full concept of his plan she had to question whether or not it would really work.

As Tony wrapped up his talk he seemed to snap back into his normal self. The him that called Nick Fury a pirate, acted like a jerk simply for the sake of acting and also the him that had turned this company into what it was today.

"Can you do it?" he final asked, the other members of the group had been study the designs and although they had checked the calculations themselves the newest member still seemed unsure. He would learn soon enough that she it came to his project Tony was almost always right. After a short span an answer came from the head of the other company.

"If all of your plan work out like you say they will, we can have it done in two months." This was followed by a murmur of agreements from the other men in the room. Now all that was left was to discuss pricing another less important things. Pepper gave Tony a glance that told him he was free to return to his projects before she turned and began talking to the speaker.

{Sorry this is so rushed/No Loki but my laptop died and I had to type the last third of this on my phone. }

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Anthony "Tony" Stark - Iron Man
«☼»
Male - Human
Currently .

At the head of the company's answer, a smirk fell on Tony's lips. "Good," he said simply. He was certain that his plans would work, that his calculations were correct. No one in the room knew how many days and nights he had slaved over the blueprints, alone in his lab. He had worked for days on end without any real rest, wanting the Avengers Tower to be perfect. He didn't know why he cared so much, but he did. He wanted to make his friends happy, to supply them with the things that they would need to be happy. It had been a long while since he had cared that much about another person, Pepper and He-who-shall-not-be-named included.

Turning to smile at Pepper, he saw her dismiss him and nodded, placing his mask back over his face before turning and walking from the room, feeling pretty good about himself. Talking over a new invention did that for him, but doing it while in the suit? He felt like a god. Well, not literally, but pretty damn close. The thought made him grin under his mask; he was no Thor, but in that moment, he felt like he could take the big lug on.

So caught up in feeling good about himself, Tony hardly noticed his trip back up to the roof. Once he was there, he took a moment to breathe, to settle down some. He needed grounding, and while Pepper was usually the one to do it for him, he would have to do it alone. A smile fell onto his lips again, though it wasn't big this time. He sighed, feeling kind of glum now; what would he do now, now that both the scanner and the Avengers Tower were in the final stages? He was out of things to work on, out of ways to occupy his ever-buzzing mind. Oh well, he thought with a smirk, He'd just have to start something new.

With that thought, Tony took off for the Tower, landing lightly on the roof when he saw Steve resting up there. After his machines had taken his suit from his body, he approached the Captain, peering at what he was holding in his hands. "What'cha doing?" he asked, stepping closer until he was pretty well right behind the other man. "I didn't know you were the artsy type," he said simply, not mocking this time.

[Lady Sif]

---------------------------------------------------Captain America--------------------------------------------------
Having been completely absorbed by his painting, lost in the shades and swirls, that he hadn't noticed when Tony had landed on the towers roof and he had remained completely unaware until such time as Tony had come up behind him and asked "What'cha doing?" he was in a state of shock and didn't manage to respond until Ironman was directly behind him and had said "I didn't know you were the artsy type.".

This shook Steve out of his trance completely and he showed a reasonable amount of fea- Okay, he panicked. See, his art had been something he had been forced to hide when he became the model solider used to inspire troops and call people to the front lines with the idealism of becoming like him. They needed to see a perfect picture of violence and righteousness, not an artist who would rather not kill anyone. His first reaction was to pull them painting up to his chest to cover it up, the issue with this being that the paint wasn't quite dry. Damn. He was going to need a new shirt. That didn't stop him from trying to deny it "I'm not!" he said his tone a mix of panic and desperation.

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Loki was pacing up and down in front of the pathway to Midgard, he had a small pouch on his belt that he can condense a few needed things into and he could be gone for weeks if need be. The feeling that he had gotten of horror and coming doom was had done nothing to subside and the Looking Glass had brought him no comfort, if anything it had made it worse. He had tried to drown it by hiding away in his study or assisting with the repairs to the Bifrost but nothing had helped and now here he stood before a gateway that he could take to see his brother again. The only thing that stood in his way was his own pride, how would he explain the visit? Even Thor wouldn't buy that he had simply missed the other and if he confesses to the ever growing sense of horror inside him he would surely be mocked for his stupidity. If he didn't go he knew that he would be eaten away by the feeling and even he was only so strong, Lady Sif had already commented that he didn't seemed to be his normal self, and although she is more perceptive than most Asgardians, it wouldn't be long before they noticed something too.

Loki let loose another sigh, he swore it composed most of his vocabulary as of late. Suddenly it struck him that he could say that he had seen Thor appearing lonesome and had offered to Father to come and check up on him. It was plausible given Thor's recent actions and Thor was gullible enough to believe it. The thought brought a smirk to Loki's lips and it was mere seconds before he had the spells ready to bring him to the other world.

Slowly Loki entered the tunnels, chanting lowly under his breath. It was dark as it always was within the gaps between the realms, light could not reach in here, nothing could for this was the true void and it was only by the use of spells as old as the realms themselves the Loki did not perish from simply setting foot within them. As his chanting continued so did he, even when there was no path he walked on straight and true towards his goal. Ever so slightly the darkness began to fade into light until Loki stood under the moon that circled Midgard, he was in some sort of forest and he finished his chants and breathed a sigh of relief. Loki reopened his eyes to take in more of his surrounds only to spot his brother stand a mere ten feet in front of him.

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Anthony "Tony" Stark - Iron Man
«☼»
Male - Human
Currently on the roof of the Tower,
speaking with Spangly

It was pretty obvious from the get-go that he had scared Steve. Not only had he scared him, but he had pretty much sent the man into panic mode. "Woah, calm down," Tony said, holding both hands up in submission as his brows went up. So, Cap didn't want anyone to know he was into painting. That was interesting, Stark thought, but it was something to think about later. Filling the information away, Tony sat down on the ledge next to Steve, though he didn't look down like his ally did. "Look, Span- er, Steve," he amended, sighing a little. "I know we're not best friends, we're not very friendly at all, but hey, I'm not judging you for liking to paint, okay?" he said, glancing over with a bit of a smile. It was one of the first times the man wasn't being disrespectful, mocking, or sarcastic to the other, showing his sincerity.

"Uh, you have a little," he trailed off, gesturing to the mess Steve had made out of his shirt. "Want to borrow one? I have some pretty great clothes, if I may say so myself," he said with a smirk, the thought of Captain America in an ACDC shirt making him want to laugh. It had been a good day for Tony, and it showed. He hadn't felt this good in.. Wow, he didn't even know. Because of this, Tony was being kind for once, actually showing some interest in the people around him. Sure, he was building Steve a room and stuff in his Tower, but he was starting to realize there was a lot about the man that his file hadn't covered. "So," he said quietly, glancing over again, "If I asked you to paint the new rooms, or at least come up with an Avengers emblem thingy," he said, trailing off for a moment before picking back up, "Would you do it?"

Tony was taking a leap of faith here, as everyone knew things had to look perfect, at least perfect in the eyes of Stark himself. Tony knew several painting groups that would gladly do it over and over until it suited his tastes, but.. He was feeling kind of soft towards the good Captain at the moment. Maybe he was trying to start over, wanting a new beginning with the man. One that didn't include them disliking each other. Or maybe he just wanted the painting done for free. It could have been either one, really.

Thor Odinson - God of Thunder
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Male - Asgardian
Currently with Loki,
overjoyed at the visit

Thor grumbled to himself, his deep voice speaking in low tones about this and that, things he needed to do and things he would never do again. He was walking through the Midgardian park, intent on walking all the way to the Stark Tower which he was planning on visiting. It was while walking that Thor had felt a change in his surroundings. If you asked him, he would never have been able to explain it but.. Thor could feel when his brother was near him. He could feel it as clearly as he could feel the wind blowing through his long golden hair.

Turning quickly, Thor's eyes peered around him, unable to find where his brother may have been. It was dark outside by this time, so Thor could not see his brother who was hidden by the shadows of the nearby trees. Had he.. Had he imagined it? Thor's face fell into crushing defeat as he sighed once more, shaking his head as he glanced at Mjölnir. "I am a fool," he murmured to his hammer, a wry smile on his lips. "I am a fool, for thinking my brother had come for me. The Bifrost is broken, Mjölnir; I shall not be returning home, nor shall home return to me." With that, the thunder god turned away, glancing sullenly around him one last time. Wait, was that-

"Loki?" Thor called out a little hesitantly, his legs propelling him forward towards the trees. He had seen slight movement within them, and that coupled with his feeling.. By Asgard, he hoped it was true. Rushing forward, Thor's eyes lit up as he saw his brother standing there, looking as he always had. "Loki! Brother, you have come!" he said, sounding pleased and surprised. "It has been far too long, brother," Thor said, wrapping his brother into one of his bone-crushing hugs, the ones Tony Stark claimed crushed his ribs. "How do you fare, brother?" he asked, grinning like a kid on Christmas, "And mother and Father?" he asked. He had released Loki yet his hands rested on his brother's shoulders, keeping him as close as arm's length. What a joyous day this was!

[Lady Sif]

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From what Steve had been told about Tony, he was selfish, stubborn, rude, aggressive and didn't play well with others. From what Steve had experienced with Tony he was strong-willed, passionate, brilliant and put others before himself. Back in the army, you didn't question Intel, it told you about how evil your targets were and it helped you get to sleep later that night after they had been taken out. Steve had slowly been learning that just because that was what they told you in the army didn't make it true, he had already begun to question the information that he had received on the other man and right now was just confirming that. Not only had Tony not outright mocked him for his more feminine hobby, but rather he had assured him that he didn't plan on doing any such thing and moreover he sounded like he might mean it. The smile he was graced with afterwards was even more of a reassurance.

"Crap." he groaned as he noticed his shirt, he had liked that shirt. Pulling now ruined painting away from his chest he grinned and gave a little laugh, yes he now had a ruined shirt and nothing could be done for the painting but Tony seemed to seemed to be radiating an infectious happiness and all the boosted immune system Captain America had gained from the chemicals implanted in him couldn't do anything against it. "A different shirt sounds like a good idea" he agreed. The light and airy mood vanished at the next comment, this caused him a bit of a shock. For obvious reasons his art had never been something that he had ever really shared, it was far more of his dirty little secret. Rather uncharacteristically he stuttered when answering

"I-I'm not sure I'd be the best choice for that. My art isn't really that good..." he trailed off and ducked his head cursing himself quietly. Stuttering was not something a good solider did. Stuttering was a sign of weakness, not that he thought Tony would attack him for it but still.

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Ow. It was strange even with given all his knowledge and skills of predicting peoples actions that he still could not remember to anticipate Thor's bone-crushing hugs. Really you'd think that he would have invented some sort of ward to protect himself against them by now. Even with the pressure placed on his ribs he could not help but return the hug his brother had enveloped him in, it felt to good to be near him and know without a doubt he was well, the feeling of doom still clung at the back of his mind but not even it could dampen his internal joy at being reunited with his brother once more. Loki gave an affectionate smile at Thor's face, still as bright and happy as it always had been and still giving off that feeling that nothing would be able to harm him so long as he was here.

"I am well, as are both mother and Father. They and Lady Sif send their well wishes." Loki answered him unable to keep the childish grin off of his face, his own version of Thor's broad smile. "And what of you, the only news I've been brought it that which has been sought out of a foggy glass and I must say it did little to truly alert me of your condition." He asked as he tugged his brother lightly back into the hug, refusing to let go so soon after. Resetting himself so that he was set against Thor as they had been so often been when they had been children. Even though he knew that after this his excuse for not be plausible, he couldn't resist the comfort of his brother arms which he had missed dearly throughout his absence from Asgard.