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[bloodbrothers]

Pity it's come to this foolishness. [ Loki utters with a little irritated twist to his words. ] A dead world filled with lies is hardly enough to keep me from my cause. [ There's a thoughtful pause, as if considering what should be said before he continues, his voice slipping back into that perfected silky tone he's known for. ] What to do if you're not real; I do hope none expect me to swallow such swill.

[ His existence false? Never. ] The pictures may have been convincing, but nothing that cannot be conjured. [ Perhaps not word for word... He bites down on those thoughts. One never knew where the information came from, perhaps another that saw as Heimdall did. He digresses, ]

I know not how you drew me from the pull of the tesseract, nor how such an elaborate ruse was created to plant me as such on this barren planet but I find no amusement in it. Nor the weapon you have bestowed upon me. [ A War Hammer? That's a pretty big personal 'screw you' to Loki. ]

To those who claim-- [ As he does not trust easily enough to believe that the truth is what they will speak; but he is curious as to their answers regardless. ]-- capture I inquire upon your own circumstances prior to your arrival here.

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[bloodbrothers]

Blame me not for such foolish beliefs. [ Be they true or otherwise; things had been so different then, he cared not to think back on them as that time would never be one they would have again. The demands are irritating to him, something he doesn't feel any inclination to follow-- but he does not speak on them. Instead he lets Thor believe his idiocy, keeps his cards to his chest and waits.]

What interest would I have in a barren planet?

[godofshawarma]

I wonder at what interest you have in many things. [ The Chitauri, the insane need for power, the desire to reject all that which cherishes you in the stead of your anger. He turns, walking off toward the direction of the food store. ] Come.

[ He expects Loki to follow, but will listen for footfalls regardless. ]

[bloodbrothers]

[ He stalls, waits just long enough to make Thor look back before he smirks that smug little smirk of his and actually begins to follow him. There's no point in not remaining with him currently, as it was to an advantage as things stood. ]

If you continue to speak to me like a dog do not be surprised if you get bitten.

[godofshawarma]

[ He does, eventually, stop, and knowing Loki's game, with a very irritated expression, glance back with lips thinned. You are like five, bro. ]

Do not act as a child and I won't see the need to treat you as one. [ And onward he trudges, looking a bit sullen now at this turn out, adjusting the strap of his duffle bag across his back as he goes. ]