[ Gross, why is this weird? It's far more normal to ask and be told to get stuffed. He could suggest the cafe that he keeps stocked with halal for Kamala but he isn't sure Stark knows it. ]
there's one almost directly opposite the diadem, everyone goes there do you need something of me? is that what this meeting is for? just so i bring stuff if i need it
[ Part of him knows it's awfully pathetic to be so surprised he doesn't have to badger an Avenger for attention and be freely granted it without some sort of jail involved, but he quashes that sad little bastard. This quite literally never happens, so pardon his mildly stupefied pause before replying. ]
[ Feels a little like being called into the principle's office with lattes and croissants. Loki teleports there and waits outside, only his horns denoting him as who he really is, otherwise in a plain shirt and jeans as he checks his phone and looks around (up?) the streets for an approaching beard or tin face. Who knows how Stark gets about here? ]
[ stark is arriving by means of his tinny tin suit, but since he doesn't want to do a face reveal in public, he's going to be approaching the actual shop in casual wear — just a simple black hoodie over a t-shirt and black jeans.
he lifts his hand in greeting once he spots loki. ]
Hey. [ he jerks his thumb toward the entrance. ] Let's head inside. I could really use that coffee.
[ Loki hops inside and orders without missing a beat, a milkshake with all the trimmings and not his usual latte. As he waits for it at the counter, he rocks on the balls of his feet with hands stuffed in his pockets and eyes Tony. ]
[ he waits for loki to place his order before he chimes in with his own — just a cup of joe and two pastries. they'll be his treat, so he covers the fees as he continues: ] Went for a jog around the neighborhood. Sunset's a nice change from where I was last.
[ even though he's still very much a city boy at heart. ]
Why jog when you're all robot-blooded and fit as a fiddle anyway? [ Why be vain, Loki, and put on makeup? He asks pointless questions all the same, interested in the way Tony answers. ] Do the little Transformers in you get tired and out of shape?
[ This is the problem with having too much of an imagination that literally, sometimes, brings things into being from sheer thinking. ]
Little Transformers? [ he arches a brow at him. look at this absolute nerd in front of him. ] Well, the Little Transformers in me don't get tired, but they don't give me the satisfaction of a good run either. [ so, in simpler terms: ] I just like doing it.
More human? [ he folds his arms across his chest. ] I'm still very much human, Loki. [ extremis may have modified him on a genetic level, but he's still a living, breathing person — or at least that's what he likes to tell himself. ]
[ 'extra' is definitely one way to put it. he steps forward as their order is called. ]
The answer is no then. [ he hands loki's milkshake over to him before he grabs the bag of pastries and his drink, leading them towards a more quiet corner of the shop. ] That's not the reason why I do it. When I run, it gives me an excuse to get out of my head. To just enjoy the sights and be in the present. [ it was also something he could turn to when he didn't have the luxury of flying around as the iron man. ]
My brain doesn't really know how to rest, [ even more so nowadays. ] so I have to trick it. Redirect its focus somehow. It doesn't always work, but it's still a nice way to start off the rest of my day.
[ His smirk is delighted by the milkshake when he takes it, tone light and playful as he sits down with long legs folded into the way of anyone who walks by their table. Brushing his hair out of his eyes as he sips on his straw, he watches Stark to gauge how much any of that rings true or makes sense. It does, sort of. Loki isn't a fan of physical exertion without a reward at the end of it though, those Transformers would be cheering him with little flags if he were in Stark's not-so-tin booties. ]
Is that why you want to talk to me, [ his smile flashes wide and white like a knife, amused, ] to trick your brain into relaxing?
[ That's fair, he thinks. Part of his hindbrain perpetually wants to cause strife and bother to Stark (like a dog shaking a toy wildly from side to side on instinct), he can't imagine trying to help him relax either. ]
I did with Him, the other Stark, to a degree. [ It's seamless, the way he draws a distinction off Tony's previous protests and runs with it. ] He cost me a small fortune in doughnuts, though.
Well, at least you won't have to worry about further monetary loss with me. I meant it when I said that I don't need anything from you. [ he can't imagine a scenario in which he would ever need loki to buy him doughnuts. ]
Help yourself, by the way. [ he gestures at the bag of pastries. ] One of those are for you.
[ Somehow, he knew he was needed before, and the lack of that is ... unsurprising, but a little sad. A leaf in the wind, blown away like so much else. Interactions lost in stories of gods and men are never Loki's to keep across the broad stretch of time for long. ]
You are different.
[ He practically purrs it, considering Tony with bright attentive eyes that flick over him to almost assess something beneath the skin as Loki steals a pastry. Sitting back, he picks at it pointedly. ]
Should I class this as an offering? [ Teasing, he grins lopsidedly. ] Since you came here to broker peace.
[ He eats pieces of his pastry, sips his milkshake, and lets his gaze rest on the oddly enigma-like version of the man he once regularly delivered snacks to in order to check he hadn't offed himself. Loki was never going to know what plagued the 'other' Stark so badly but he faintly wishes he had tried harder (resistance would have been all he had met, he is certain, and yet). ]
Do you want to know anything about Him, before we pretend he never existed?
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ok
[ Like this isn't sus! He isn't going to make this easy for Stark and suggest anywhere. ]
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great
i can meet you in central. got a place you prefer?
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there's one almost directly opposite the diadem, everyone goes there
do you need something of me? is that what this meeting is for? just so i bring stuff if i need it
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and no, i don't need anything from you
consider it an olive branch of sorts while we're here
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is now good?
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yeah i'll see you there
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he lifts his hand in greeting once he spots loki. ]
Hey. [ he jerks his thumb toward the entrance. ] Let's head inside. I could really use that coffee.
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[ Loki hops inside and orders without missing a beat, a milkshake with all the trimmings and not his usual latte. As he waits for it at the counter, he rocks on the balls of his feet with hands stuffed in his pockets and eyes Tony. ]
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[ he waits for loki to place his order before he chimes in with his own — just a cup of joe and two pastries. they'll be his treat, so he covers the fees as he continues: ] Went for a jog around the neighborhood. Sunset's a nice change from where I was last.
[ even though he's still very much a city boy at heart. ]
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[ This is the problem with having too much of an imagination that literally, sometimes, brings things into being from sheer thinking. ]
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[ a shrug of his shoulders. ]
It's a routine. One I enjoy.
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[ It's an honest, curious question. ]
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[ Untwist thine panties, Stark. ]
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The answer is no then. [ he hands loki's milkshake over to him before he grabs the bag of pastries and his drink, leading them towards a more quiet corner of the shop. ] That's not the reason why I do it. When I run, it gives me an excuse to get out of my head. To just enjoy the sights and be in the present. [ it was also something he could turn to when he didn't have the luxury of flying around as the iron man. ]
My brain doesn't really know how to rest, [ even more so nowadays. ] so I have to trick it. Redirect its focus somehow. It doesn't always work, but it's still a nice way to start off the rest of my day.
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[ His smirk is delighted by the milkshake when he takes it, tone light and playful as he sits down with long legs folded into the way of anyone who walks by their table. Brushing his hair out of his eyes as he sips on his straw, he watches Stark to gauge how much any of that rings true or makes sense. It does, sort of. Loki isn't a fan of physical exertion without a reward at the end of it though, those Transformers would be cheering him with little flags if he were in Stark's not-so-tin booties. ]
Is that why you want to talk to me, [ his smile flashes wide and white like a knife, amused, ] to trick your brain into relaxing?
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No offense, but you wouldn't be my pick if I wanted to trick my brain into relaxing with someone.
[ far from it, actually. ]
But I do think that we can get along or at least coexist peacefully while we're here.
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I did with Him, the other Stark, to a degree. [ It's seamless, the way he draws a distinction off Tony's previous protests and runs with it. ] He cost me a small fortune in doughnuts, though.
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does he want to know? no, not really. ]
Well, at least you won't have to worry about further monetary loss with me. I meant it when I said that I don't need anything from you. [ he can't imagine a scenario in which he would ever need loki to buy him doughnuts. ]
Help yourself, by the way. [ he gestures at the bag of pastries. ] One of those are for you.
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You are different.
[ He practically purrs it, considering Tony with bright attentive eyes that flick over him to almost assess something beneath the skin as Loki steals a pastry. Sitting back, he picks at it pointedly. ]
Should I class this as an offering? [ Teasing, he grins lopsidedly. ] Since you came here to broker peace.
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[ being in a futuristic dystopia set in a post-apocalyptic earth for almost a year would do that to someone, for better or for worse. ]
But sure, consider it an offering. [ he's sincere about it anyway. ]
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Do you want to know anything about Him, before we pretend he never existed?
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[ he already has enough grievances from what little footprint is left of other him here. ]
I've learned enough. And knowing about him isn't going to change what I do here.
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[ Look who's messed up now! ]
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