Crash landing is the only way to make an entrance.

[arrogantalloy]

Who: Tony Stark, and anyone who comes across him.
Where: Somewhere on the front lawns.
When: July 2
Rating: G most likely
Summary: Tony arrives.


[Tony remembers hitting the ground, he also remembers JARVIS trying to tell him something was interfering with the suit. Everything between these two events are hazy]

...JARVIS?

Sir?

Where are we? And how did something manage to down the suit without touching it?

I am unable to pin point our location, sir. There is no data on what caused the suit to fail. Apart from superficial scratches, it seems that the thrusters are currently offline.

Well fix it, JARVIS.

It seems to be wiring damage, there's nothing I can do, sir.

Good thing we're on the ground then.

[Tony sits up on his elbows and looks around the area, seeing a building not too far away, then he slowly gets up. Opening his mask and looking down at the scratches]

When we get back to the tower, I really need to work on a paint that's harder to scratch off.

Keeping focused on the priorities, like always, sir.

Just focus on finding out where we are, JARVIS.

It may take some time.

I don't care, do it.

At once, sir.

Comments

[not_a_troll]

[When Tony crashes Loki is sitting in a tree, busy browsing the internet on his communicator, trying to indentify all the new plants that have invaded his bedroom last night.

Of course such a crash is not something he can ignore. And definitely not the fact that the cause of such a crash is Tony Stark himself. The phone of Stark has brought him much joy when he still was in Asgard.

He slides out of the tree, landing on his two feet.]

The man of iron!

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony looks at the kid as he approaches, an eyebrow slowly rising at the tone of familiarity. And the boys exclamation]

The boy of tree.

[Tony shrugs at him.]

[not_a_troll]

[Loki is familiar with Tony Stark's way of communicating through the stories of his brother. It does not really seem to faze him. He approaches the man with a certain curiosity.]

Not anymore!

[He looks up at him and nods.]

I have made use of the Stark phone with great delight!

[arrogantalloy]

Yeah, I can see th- Stark phone? You have one of my phones?

[not_a_troll]

Aye! Unfortunately I seem to have left it in Asgard. They have provided us with these communicating devices instead.

[Loki holds his communicator and shows it to Tony.]

Does this model hail from Stark Industries as well? I have not been able to locate the name of your brand yet.

[arrogantalloy]

Asgard, huh? Trust Thor to just give my things out to kids.

[Tony takes the communicator carefully from the boy and starts to scrutinise it. Turning it about in his fingers, pressing some buttons. Slightly irritated that he can't do more with it while still in his suit.]

Stark industries is my brand. My phones aren't for general public. And this...

[Tony shows him the phone before giving it back to him.]

...Isn't even something I would make 5 years ago.

[not_a_troll]

[Loki shakes his head.]

I have obtained it by myself. Through one of the Midgardian trading posts in Broxton.

[He takes the communicator from the taller man and puts it away.]

My brother would not give me Midgardian utensils.

[arrogantalloy]

Your brother?

[He gives the other a curious look]

You don't mean Thor do you?

[not_a_troll]

[Loki silences for a moment, realizing that Tony Stark might only be familiar with his older self and acts of villainy his older self had done.]

Aye. Thor is my brother.

[He nods shortly.]

And I am Loki.

[arrogantalloy]

Loki?

[He stares at him for a moment then holds a hand above the boys head, marking out the rough height Tony had remembered Loki as being]

Really?

[He then lets his hand drop to sit on the others head]

There's a few feet that are going to argue against your claim, kid.

[not_a_troll]

[Loki watches Tony as he moves his hands, obviously trying to determining a size.]

I am not telling a lie.

[He squints his eyes when Tony's hand lands on his head.]

You have encountered my older self. He is quite tall.

[arrogantalloy]

Most of it was antlers, I've seen taller. Your 'brother' for one.

But hey, if you're telling the truth, that's fine with me. There is only ever enough room for my ego in what ever world I'm in.

[He takes his hand away and lets it fall to his side]

[not_a_troll]

Antlers? Are you referring to the horn-like shapes that decorate the helmet of my older self? I see, they are quite large.

[And Loki has always been the smallest in the entire realm of Asgard.]

You should acquire a room for yourself, man of iron.

[arrogantalloy]

Just call me Tony, Bambi.

They're over the top large, and this is coming from someone who thrives on being over the top.

[so whoah, totally forgot this fabulous tag ;A; ]

[not_a_troll]

[Loki smiles and nods, trying to remember how long those horns had been. And why those horns had been that long.]

Aye! But I do not go by the name of Bambi.

[It sounds like one would call a maiden.]

It might be connected to the height of my older self. Frankly, when compared to the fellow Asgardians, I have always been lacking in height.

[Because you are meaaaaaan]

[arrogantalloy]

Of course you do, you're not old enough to be prince of the forest just yet. Just keep an eye out for hunters in the meadow.

Yeah, he's not really that short. To your brother, yeah, maybe. But on the whole, human standards. No.

[Only slightly annoyed that Loki is taller than him]

Whatever his issues are, I'm pretty sure they aren't putting Napoleon to shame.

Re: [I am a horrible person :C]

[not_a_troll]

Is my older self taller than you are, Tony?

[That amuses Loki a bit and he chuckles. But for the rest he is not able to put the right connections yet. His knowledge about Midgard still is not on par to understand everything.]

Prince of the forest? I am a prince of Asgard.

[arrogantalloy]

Height isn't everything, boy wonder.

[He raises an eyebrow blandly at Loki's chuckle]

You know, things are going to become weird between us if you don't start watching the Disney channel.

[not_a_troll]

Aye. I agree with that.

[Loki nods shortly before he taps his chin shortly, wondering what a Disney channel might be.]

The Channel of Disney? Of course I shall observe such thing, but where do I obtain it?

[arrogantalloy]

It comes from the wondrous box with moving pictures on it, providing you have cable... Lots of pretty colours on the 'channel of Disney'. That's for sure.

[Now he's just blatantly being a dick]

[PFFFFFFFFFF TONY]

[not_a_troll]

[Loki kind of notices that.]

A television.

[It was a television, right?]

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony doesn't smirk, but just from looking at his eyes it's obvious that he really wants to]

Yeah, one of those. If this place has cable, it's got the Disney channel. What are your thoughts on talking llamas? Because if you like them, you're going to love that channel.

[not_a_troll]

I shall consult the closet in my room. The closets are able to provide you the things you desire.

I am not familiar with llama's. But if horses can talk, I will not be surprised if these llama's can do as well.

[arrogantalloy]

Really? They do? Got to say, that's sort of funny.

[Tony raises an eyebrow]

Talking horses? You've been watching Mister Ed, haven't you?

[not_a_troll]

Aye! They have even provided me my beloved shaken milk!

[Loki is really enthusiastic about this, as Tony might see.]

No. I am not familiar with Mister Ed, but there are talking ponies in this realm. I have met with one.