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unbending[Generally speaking, Mitsunari is not a heavy sleeper. Honestly, he suffers from insomnia often enough that it's remarkable when he sleeps through the night--though having Ieyasu there alongside him tends to help for some reason.
Mitsunari says it's because of the warmth.
Ieyasu usually laughs and lets him get away with it.
Regardless, despite the fact that Ieyasu is right there, something woke Mitsunari up. He squints into the darkness for a moment, huffing at the time on the clock with a grimace--
And then he realizes that he woke because Ieyasu is shifting in bed beside him, and he doesn't look happy at all. Mitsunari frowns at that, but he's not one to let a problem fester. Instead, he reaches out to shake Ieyasu's shoulder.]
Ieyasu. Wake up.
Mitsunari says it's because of the warmth.
Ieyasu usually laughs and lets him get away with it.
Regardless, despite the fact that Ieyasu is right there, something woke Mitsunari up. He squints into the darkness for a moment, huffing at the time on the clock with a grimace--
And then he realizes that he woke because Ieyasu is shifting in bed beside him, and he doesn't look happy at all. Mitsunari frowns at that, but he's not one to let a problem fester. Instead, he reaches out to shake Ieyasu's shoulder.]
Ieyasu. Wake up.
alternative;
Mar. 2nd, 2014 12:04 amtokugawa[They'd found a different way - or perhaps more accurately, Motochika had managed to find a different way.
So Mitsunari had gone to Shikoku. Motochika was trustworthy, Ieyasu knew that, and perhaps the best possible person to look after him after everything had been said and done. Somewhere in his heart, Ieyasu knew that it would almost be impossible to forgive him - but he tried anyway.
He'd asked how Mitsunari was every time Motochika visited.
He'd attempted to go to Shikoku himself.
However at every chance he took, Mitsunari eluded him.
Perhaps that was only what was deserved.
So on this particular day, he expects only Motochika to walk through - accompany by perhaps maybe a few of his pirate men or that blue-haired child that he'd somehow picked up.
But somewhere deep in his heart, he still hopes that perhaps this is the time that Mitsunari will come find him.]
So Mitsunari had gone to Shikoku. Motochika was trustworthy, Ieyasu knew that, and perhaps the best possible person to look after him after everything had been said and done. Somewhere in his heart, Ieyasu knew that it would almost be impossible to forgive him - but he tried anyway.
He'd asked how Mitsunari was every time Motochika visited.
He'd attempted to go to Shikoku himself.
However at every chance he took, Mitsunari eluded him.
Perhaps that was only what was deserved.
So on this particular day, he expects only Motochika to walk through - accompany by perhaps maybe a few of his pirate men or that blue-haired child that he'd somehow picked up.
But somewhere deep in his heart, he still hopes that perhaps this is the time that Mitsunari will come find him.]
tokugawa[He's the most considerate hasubando ever.
Or at least that's what he's going for when he realized that he had some free time in his day - a very rare occasion indeed - and decided that it would be best spent going to visit Mitsunari at work! Yes, mentally patting himself on the back for that one.
He's mentally high-fiving himself for remembering to bring coffee too, if only because it's getting just a little bit later on the day and the post-afternoon tiredness is probably sinking in.
So it's with that thought that he's knocking on Mitsunari's door - for some reason, the secretary desk in front of his office is empty? - and letting himself in a moment later with a very chipper-]
Mitsunari, guess who-
['decided to bring you coffee' dies on his lips because there's already someone there setting a coffee cup on Mitsunari's desk.
Well then.]
... Hm?
Or at least that's what he's going for when he realized that he had some free time in his day - a very rare occasion indeed - and decided that it would be best spent going to visit Mitsunari at work! Yes, mentally patting himself on the back for that one.
He's mentally high-fiving himself for remembering to bring coffee too, if only because it's getting just a little bit later on the day and the post-afternoon tiredness is probably sinking in.
So it's with that thought that he's knocking on Mitsunari's door - for some reason, the secretary desk in front of his office is empty? - and letting himself in a moment later with a very chipper-]
Mitsunari, guess who-
['decided to bring you coffee' dies on his lips because there's already someone there setting a coffee cup on Mitsunari's desk.
Well then.]
... Hm?
strayingOw ow ow ow- ooowwwww.
[Stealthy, Saya is not.
Probably never will be.
But there's really an excuse for it when she feels like there's something hammering away at her head. At least she's trying to keep her voice down, which is already asking for a lot from her-
Now she had a bad feeling when she approached the castle but that was hardly new. Sweepers learned how to suppress that silly thing called self-preservation over time.
This is different though.
She tries to ignore the pain in her skull for a bit longer still, listening for the footsteps of her bounty- even if it feels like every step closer makes her headache all the worse.]
[Stealthy, Saya is not.
Probably never will be.
But there's really an excuse for it when she feels like there's something hammering away at her head. At least she's trying to keep her voice down, which is already asking for a lot from her-
Now she had a bad feeling when she approached the castle but that was hardly new. Sweepers learned how to suppress that silly thing called self-preservation over time.
This is different though.
She tries to ignore the pain in her skull for a bit longer still, listening for the footsteps of her bounty- even if it feels like every step closer makes her headache all the worse.]
misplaced;
Nov. 2nd, 2012 10:43 pmalloyman[He's absolutely in trouble.
He knows this as a gut feeling, but it becomes clear when he hangs up the phone and suddenly there is no happy baby in front of him.
Oh good god.
Well, no. His god will probably be homicidal.
So he's just going to.
Clear his throat and start glancing around and he's not going to ask out loud because who knows how well Loki can hear and JARVIS will let him know if Eddie's ever actually going to hurt himself-
He's just going to. Walk around slowly in the living room and then wander into the hallway quietly, looking about to find his baby.]
Little Indiana Jones going on over here.
He knows this as a gut feeling, but it becomes clear when he hangs up the phone and suddenly there is no happy baby in front of him.
Oh good god.
Well, no. His god will probably be homicidal.
So he's just going to.
Clear his throat and start glancing around and he's not going to ask out loud because who knows how well Loki can hear and JARVIS will let him know if Eddie's ever actually going to hurt himself-
He's just going to. Walk around slowly in the living room and then wander into the hallway quietly, looking about to find his baby.]
Little Indiana Jones going on over here.
jofurr[It's only been a short time, honestly; a year or so, to those keeping track. Eddie's eyes have long since shifted from blue to green, but he is still a little bundle of joy and constant neediness.
Still, it's hard to be too terribly exhausted or frustrated at the baby's constant requirements, especially when he follows the adults with his ever inquiring eyes and--
Babbles.
Baby babbling is quickly becoming a constant sound as well.
Eddie has things to say and he is going to say them.
In the meantime, Loki watches him with a faintly amused smirk.]
Perhaps someday, Edward, your tongue shall be closer to silver.
[Yes, he's absolutely entertained.]
Still, it's hard to be too terribly exhausted or frustrated at the baby's constant requirements, especially when he follows the adults with his ever inquiring eyes and--
Babbles.
Baby babbling is quickly becoming a constant sound as well.
Eddie has things to say and he is going to say them.
In the meantime, Loki watches him with a faintly amused smirk.]
Perhaps someday, Edward, your tongue shall be closer to silver.
[Yes, he's absolutely entertained.]
alloyman[Tony's not really sure what the protocol for this is.
But here he is, officially off pain-killers and booze (a combination that Bruce cautioned against but whatever) and spinning around in a chair in a lab that he acquired for himself at SHIELD HQ. He was told that they'd find a way to talk to Loki since no one was really sure where he went-
So Tony's assuming they went through Thor who went through Frigga who would actually be able to talk to Loki.
He fiddles with the still empty space on his ring finger while his hands again itch for the feeling of a glass in them.
JARVIS played the video for him and he's still more than a little bothered that a Skrull still managed to bypass his security system.
And he's mentally prepping himself to deal with his now-estranged god.
Stiiillll not sure what the protocol for it is.]
But here he is, officially off pain-killers and booze (a combination that Bruce cautioned against but whatever) and spinning around in a chair in a lab that he acquired for himself at SHIELD HQ. He was told that they'd find a way to talk to Loki since no one was really sure where he went-
So Tony's assuming they went through Thor who went through Frigga who would actually be able to talk to Loki.
He fiddles with the still empty space on his ring finger while his hands again itch for the feeling of a glass in them.
JARVIS played the video for him and he's still more than a little bothered that a Skrull still managed to bypass his security system.
And he's mentally prepping himself to deal with his now-estranged god.
Stiiillll not sure what the protocol for it is.]
jofurr[WHO NEEDS TIMELINES NOT US so after all of that nonsense that comes with HAVING CHILDREN, they are finally home, which is a Very Good Thing.
There was too much panicking at the hospital, it is definitely good to be Home.
+ one bundle of so much joy, of course, but right now there's not much to feel but joy.
Loki has always liked children, and to have a child of his own to dote upon is more than enough for him. That's really all that's on his mind when he finally gets to settle on the couch and then he is very certain he has no desire to move for quite some time.
And he doesn't have to, because there is a currently quiet baby in his arms.
This scene would be absolutely perfect, he thinks, if only they were joined by one more--
There was too much panicking at the hospital, it is definitely good to be Home.
+ one bundle of so much joy, of course, but right now there's not much to feel but joy.
Loki has always liked children, and to have a child of his own to dote upon is more than enough for him. That's really all that's on his mind when he finally gets to settle on the couch and then he is very certain he has no desire to move for quite some time.
And he doesn't have to, because there is a currently quiet baby in his arms.
This scene would be absolutely perfect, he thinks, if only they were joined by one more--
alloyman[So they've been in Asgard a while now. It hadn't been a bad time for the most part, though Tony was not always able to catch Loki in the daytime and instead only caught up with him at night. But those nights would involve walks between only the two of them in the calm and the darkness of a kingdom at rest.
It really wasn't all that bad.
For Tony, anyway.
He'd spent the day being merry and purposely dumbing himself down, which is not something that he expected that he'd ever have to do with gods. But he found that as learned and ancient as the inhabitants of Asgard were, they were also entirely too fond of sport and mead to entertain Tony with the mysteries of the universe.
It was like he was at the empty galas full of people all over again.
He's stumbling in rather late in the evening, later than he normally returns, hair tussled and steps wobbly. Despite his remarkable tolerance with regular alcohol, he finds it great fun that mead is able to mess his system up this badly. In that state, Tony wanders into Loki's chambers, where they had been staying, with a hum.]
Baaaaaaaby? I'm baaaaaaack.
It really wasn't all that bad.
For Tony, anyway.
He'd spent the day being merry and purposely dumbing himself down, which is not something that he expected that he'd ever have to do with gods. But he found that as learned and ancient as the inhabitants of Asgard were, they were also entirely too fond of sport and mead to entertain Tony with the mysteries of the universe.
It was like he was at the empty galas full of people all over again.
He's stumbling in rather late in the evening, later than he normally returns, hair tussled and steps wobbly. Despite his remarkable tolerance with regular alcohol, he finds it great fun that mead is able to mess his system up this badly. In that state, Tony wanders into Loki's chambers, where they had been staying, with a hum.]
Baaaaaaaby? I'm baaaaaaack.
excitement;
Aug. 29th, 2012 08:28 pmjofurr[When not weaving plots and plans, spending time with Tony or taunting the Avengers, Loki found he spent his free time in much the same way he had in times of old; with spell books and histories, attempting to wind the fact from myth, the magic from the impossible. It was never particularly easy work, but Loki, much like Tony, worked better when faced with a challenge, lest he be bored before he even began.
He had been working on this little piece of work for quite some time now; two or three weeks at the least, whenever he had a brief moment to examine and cross-reference and occasionally snag a spell book or two from Asgard.
But he was not forced to work in secluded corners of the garden or his room or the library. It did not matter if he remained poring over the text in the living room or the kitchen--
And that was a liberating thing, though he did not seem to notice consciously.
But he was in the living room when he cracked it, and there was quite a bit of energy humming along his spine that he jumped to his feet, expression shifting into something that was frighteningly an honest grin, because he found himself always honestly excited when he accomplished something of this magnitude, and so perhaps he was not thinking entirely straight when he saw that Tony was there--
Because he has felt comfortable enough in Tony's presence now that he automatically moves towards him.]
Tony--!
[Ah, his excitement.]
He had been working on this little piece of work for quite some time now; two or three weeks at the least, whenever he had a brief moment to examine and cross-reference and occasionally snag a spell book or two from Asgard.
But he was not forced to work in secluded corners of the garden or his room or the library. It did not matter if he remained poring over the text in the living room or the kitchen--
And that was a liberating thing, though he did not seem to notice consciously.
But he was in the living room when he cracked it, and there was quite a bit of energy humming along his spine that he jumped to his feet, expression shifting into something that was frighteningly an honest grin, because he found himself always honestly excited when he accomplished something of this magnitude, and so perhaps he was not thinking entirely straight when he saw that Tony was there--
Because he has felt comfortable enough in Tony's presence now that he automatically moves towards him.]
Tony--!
[Ah, his excitement.]
alloyman[At some point, he gave up.
First there was Happy unable to get him so Tony kind of just threw his hands in the air and said it "screw this limo service, I'm walking. Versace can lick my heels." Though of course that's pretty much when the rain started to fall... and the sidewalks then begin to clear.
Just his luck.
So if at all possible, he kind of just gives up a little bit more.
He runs a hand through his hair and watches everything grow damp and... just keeps on walking through the now-deserted street, watching his clothes continue to get soaked.
... well, he's just going to walk a little faster, he supposes.]
First there was Happy unable to get him so Tony kind of just threw his hands in the air and said it "screw this limo service, I'm walking. Versace can lick my heels." Though of course that's pretty much when the rain started to fall... and the sidewalks then begin to clear.
Just his luck.
So if at all possible, he kind of just gives up a little bit more.
He runs a hand through his hair and watches everything grow damp and... just keeps on walking through the now-deserted street, watching his clothes continue to get soaked.
... well, he's just going to walk a little faster, he supposes.]
alloyman[Taking on a mission that lasted three days probably wasn't the brightest idea that Tony ever had.
Particularly when the Iron Man suit, when not charged or given time to rest, can last maybe 60 hours at most- except it's not maybe because Tony has done the math. This isn't counting how tired he was when it happened.
So he didn't bother to check how strong the ground beneath him was, trusting that he had settled the suit on solid ground and doing a systems check there before finally making his way back to the Quinjet and possibly getting home to his fiance and a bed and doing something that doesn't involve flying around in the gold-titanium alloy suit for hours at a time and being shot at.
It all goes to hell when he takes a step forward and the ground gives in beneath him.
He's not sure what happened or why it happens but he's suddenly falling through the hole and it figures that he's all out of power and he's already running on emergency back-up power just to slow his descent and he can't find the end so he has to fall the last few feet and then he impacts the ground, his screen going blank and-]
JARVIS? JARVIS-
Emergency back-up power depleted. Emergency contacts being alerted. Be strong, sir.
[And then he's alone.]
Particularly when the Iron Man suit, when not charged or given time to rest, can last maybe 60 hours at most- except it's not maybe because Tony has done the math. This isn't counting how tired he was when it happened.
So he didn't bother to check how strong the ground beneath him was, trusting that he had settled the suit on solid ground and doing a systems check there before finally making his way back to the Quinjet and possibly getting home to his fiance and a bed and doing something that doesn't involve flying around in the gold-titanium alloy suit for hours at a time and being shot at.
It all goes to hell when he takes a step forward and the ground gives in beneath him.
He's not sure what happened or why it happens but he's suddenly falling through the hole and it figures that he's all out of power and he's already running on emergency back-up power just to slow his descent and he can't find the end so he has to fall the last few feet and then he impacts the ground, his screen going blank and-]
JARVIS? JARVIS-
Emergency back-up power depleted. Emergency contacts being alerted. Be strong, sir.
[And then he's alone.]
jofurr[He'd been absent for quite a few hours setting up a few fail-safe things on the off chance that the Kree decide they'd take an interest in the world that spawned the Tesseract (or held onto it just a tad bit too long), and he is rather relaxed and tired when he returns.
So he doesn't notice anything off about the fact that there is a plateful of brownies sitting rather appetizingly on the table.
Don't mind him if he does take one and eat it, seated at the table and relaxing thoroughly now that he's home.
This cannot end well.]
So he doesn't notice anything off about the fact that there is a plateful of brownies sitting rather appetizingly on the table.
Don't mind him if he does take one and eat it, seated at the table and relaxing thoroughly now that he's home.
jofurr[For the most part, when Loki is down in the lab because Tony is studying his magic or some effect thereof, Tony chats with him while he does. Loki is more than familiar with how Tony can get distracted by a tangent and go off in his own little world and ignore him for awhile, and the only bothers him minimally now.
He simply distracts himself while Tony does, until Tony comes back to him, and reminds himself that it isn't anything personal, Tony isn't ignoring Loki--
And it's generally alright.
But here, sitting on a table in the lab and watching Tony work, he's not expecting anything worse. They have been chatting, after all, as is the norm when he attempts to pick apart Loki's magic. So he's really not expecting anything else to occur.]
It is impressive how much you have dissected the teleportation, I must say.
[He's not as surprised these days that Tony can pull off the impossible, but nowadays, he feels this strange sense of pride--in his fiance, yes of course.]
He simply distracts himself while Tony does, until Tony comes back to him, and reminds himself that it isn't anything personal, Tony isn't ignoring Loki--
And it's generally alright.
But here, sitting on a table in the lab and watching Tony work, he's not expecting anything worse. They have been chatting, after all, as is the norm when he attempts to pick apart Loki's magic. So he's really not expecting anything else to occur.]
It is impressive how much you have dissected the teleportation, I must say.
[He's not as surprised these days that Tony can pull off the impossible, but nowadays, he feels this strange sense of pride--in his fiance, yes of course.]
national hank punching day;
Aug. 6th, 2012 09:40 pmalloyman[You know what, he's not even out of the armor.
So this is Tony, laying on the couch, some of the circuits sticking out and there's a spark now and then but he doesn't look too concerned. DUM-E is on stand-by with a fire extinguisher anyway.
He's got a glass of Scotch in one hand and he doesn't seem to care for anything.
The chest plate of the armor is still ajar though, where Hank had to use the arc reactor for power and Tony was too tired to fix it after.
Now he's just drinking and grumbling.]
Sorry son of a bitch...
So this is Tony, laying on the couch, some of the circuits sticking out and there's a spark now and then but he doesn't look too concerned. DUM-E is on stand-by with a fire extinguisher anyway.
He's got a glass of Scotch in one hand and he doesn't seem to care for anything.
The chest plate of the armor is still ajar though, where Hank had to use the arc reactor for power and Tony was too tired to fix it after.
Now he's just drinking and grumbling.]
Sorry son of a bitch...
aftermath;
Aug. 2nd, 2012 07:08 pmjofurr[It was the awkwardest dinner in Loki's experience, and Loki has experienced a great many dinners, awkward and uncomfortable many of them being.
But no.
Nothing, he decided, trumped Frigga and Odin meeting Tony for the first time.
Of course Thor had insisted when he'd learned of the engagement.
And for the most part, the dinner carefully stayed away from dangerous topics, Frigga skillfully taking care of Odin and Loki, stopping them from picking at each other, stopping Odin from scorning Loki too terribly and Loki from picking at his father's defenses and--
And it was still the awkwardest dinner he has ever known. And he follows Tony out, silent for once.
It feels a bit like they just vacated a warzone.]
But no.
Nothing, he decided, trumped Frigga and Odin meeting Tony for the first time.
Of course Thor had insisted when he'd learned of the engagement.
And for the most part, the dinner carefully stayed away from dangerous topics, Frigga skillfully taking care of Odin and Loki, stopping them from picking at each other, stopping Odin from scorning Loki too terribly and Loki from picking at his father's defenses and--
And it was still the awkwardest dinner he has ever known. And he follows Tony out, silent for once.
It feels a bit like they just vacated a warzone.]
jofurr[So...he'd screwed up.
Whoops.
It happened on occasion. But this screw-up meant that he'd annoyed someone sufficiently capable of magic--
Enough to tweak his form and drain his magic and oh. Oh.
He's stuck as a rather battered cat.
That's nice. Loki looks about as displeased as a thin black cat can as he trots his way back home. It's a bit more effort than he's used to to get into the tower and he has to wind his way around a few legs as steathily as he can.
But if he can just find Tony, they'll find a way to fix it together. That's his current plan.
He has yet to see the flaws in it as he stalks across the floor and towards their shared room.]
Whoops.
It happened on occasion. But this screw-up meant that he'd annoyed someone sufficiently capable of magic--
Enough to tweak his form and drain his magic and oh. Oh.
He's stuck as a rather battered cat.
That's nice. Loki looks about as displeased as a thin black cat can as he trots his way back home. It's a bit more effort than he's used to to get into the tower and he has to wind his way around a few legs as steathily as he can.
But if he can just find Tony, they'll find a way to fix it together. That's his current plan.
He has yet to see the flaws in it as he stalks across the floor and towards their shared room.]
