you_have_heart | Closed RP w/ Bruce

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Closed RP w/ Bruce

Pain. Pain and loss, these were the only thing Loki was registering. The All-Father had thought he was taking pity on his adopted son when he stripped him of his magic and cast him here, many Aesir agreed. Many agreed and thought it was to lenient of the All-Father. So to appease them he had ordered his mouth sewn shut. Only an act of pure mercy and compassion could remove them. He had not been stripped of his voice, but any vocalization vibrated the strings and caused him more pain.

Some thought it was still to merciful, even as he lay on the floor of the grand hall, humiliated and bleeding, but the All-Father did no more before casting him back down to Earth.

So there he lay, in a dark, dirty alley somewhere in a large city, still in pain and bleeding, wondering when a mortal would come by, realize who he was, and kill him on the spot. The All-Father thought to teach his younger son the same lesson his older had learned among the mortals but he knew different. He would either be killed on sight or found by SHIELD.

At this point he didn't know which he preferred.

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"The situation ends when I figure out how it ends. Right now, I know your reasons were wrong because they ended in people dying. Do you care about human life, Loki? Or are we too far below you for people to matter?" Bruce's eyes were just as hard.

"When a life is so miserably short already, what is the harm in ending it just a bit sooner?" Get him angry, get him angry and make the monster come out. If Loki could do that this little farce would end and he would either be taken or killed.

Even he was not so delusional as to think there was a way he could get out of this in his condition.

"You've lived hundreds of years, if Thor is to be believed. There's no 'miserably short' for you." Bruce crossed his arms over his chest. "Suicide is a coward's way out."

"Human's lives are the 'miserably short ones," he sneered, shoving his own suicidal tendencies to the side.

"If you're trying to threaten me, you're not the first, last, or even the best to try." Bruce just shook his head and walked over to Loki, looking down at him.

"I pulled you out of the cold, cut open your mouth, and cleaned up your mouth. I'm waiting on room service to bring us food, even something you should be able to handle. For that? I want the real reasons you tried to take over Earth."

"Or do Asgardians have no sense of honor?"

Loki chuckled quietly. "Either I am losing my touch, or you are denser than I thought. Why would I threaten in my position? I was merely stating fact."

"I am no Asgardian. I thought that much would be abundantly clear by now."

"You aren't a Midgardian either." He had no idea of Loki's background other than being Thor's brother. "You would threaten if you thought it would give you some advantage, but it doesn't. So in the end, you should tell me why you chose to do what you-"

There was a knock at the door and Bruce sighed, going over to answer it. It was not what he was expecting, which was the food he had asked for, but a young man saying there was a small issue with the bill to the room. Bruce sighed and looked back at Loki. "Stay." A long look suggesting he would find Loki if he tried to leave, then he went downstairs.

"I don't belong anywhere." Loki muttered after Bruce walked out of the room. He sat there for a moment, ~~pouting~~ brooding, before he head something in the hall.

He was about to rationalize that Bruce never said where he had to stay, but then he realized that he really didn't care what the other thought and went to investigate.

Sitting just outside his room was a small girl in a pink floral dress. Her gentle sobs reached his ears as soon as he opened the door. After looking both ways to make sure no one could see him, he knelt down (very slowly and somewhat painfully).

"Why do you cry?"

The girl looked up, her eyes red and puffy. "I-I can't find my parents."

Loki looked back into the room. He knew the mortal phone device thing could probably help with this girl's dilemma, but he had no idea how to use it, and she looked far to young to know either.

"Would you like to sit in here? I cannot leave the room or I would offer to help you locate them."

When Bruce got back he would find the door to the room open. Loki and the small girl were sitting on the bed, watching cartoons. Loki had the ghost of a smile on his face as he watches the colorful ponies on the screen. Occasionally he would ask the girl a question and she would answer gleefully.

Bruce stopped dead in the doorway and stared. His mind could not comprehend what his eyes were looking at. Loki and some strange child were sitting on the bed together watching cartoons.

Did he even come back to the same universe as the one he left before he went to fix the bill? "...Loki? Where did this little girl come from?"

"That one's my favorite because she's the Princess!" The little girl said happily, pointing to the screen. She looked over at Bruce and blinked at him. "Who's that?" she asked, looking over to Loki.

"That is Doctor Banner. Doctor, this is Chloe. She's been separated from her parents so she was showing me this show of small horses-"

"My Little Pony!"

"-yes, that, until we were able to find a way to locate them."

Loki kept his face in a false smile. Enough to not alarm Chole, but he was clearly not putting effort into it.

"...Chloe, how about we call the front desk to locate your parents?" Bruce said, to which she nodded eagerly. He picked up the phone and called down there, telling them what was happening. He told them their room number and asked someone to come help.

He looked back to Loki wondering why Loki was helping this child at all. It seemed... like it was everything the god wasn't.

Loki was back to watching the show with Chloe. By the end of the episode a clerk came to pick her up and take her down to find her parents.

The television remained on, the next episode in the apparent marathon of ponies. Loki said nothing, but instead settled in to watch the next episode.

And Loki was still watching ponies. Bruce boggled a little at that, shutting the door and looking over th god. "...Why did you help her?"

The small Midgardian picture box was interesting. ~~And the blue pony with the rainbow mark was rather cool~~

"She was crying. It was annoying." It really wasn't annoying, but he did hate the sound of children crying.

A long look told Loki that Bruce didn't exactly buy that statement. "I told you to stay in here. You could hear here from in here?" Brow up.

"She was sitting just by the door. I did not even leave the room." Oh, there was singing in this episode!

Loki was smiling like maybe he was enjoying what he was watching. It blew Bruce's mind, just a little. Why did he help a child? If she was annoying, why not just tell her to stop crying and shut the door? Did... Loki actually want to help her?

Bruce sat down on the other bed, watching Loki's expression and trying to figure the god out even a little. Crazy as a bag of cats indeed.

"Did no one ever inform you that staring is rude?"

Bruce's constant gaze was distracting him from the episode, and it was most annoying, especially when he was so intrigued by this 'Discord' creature.

That got a snort from Bruce. "You're sitting there watching a children's television show about magical ponies. It's a little out of the ordinary for most people, in particular you."

"And suddenly you know what is 'normal' for me?"

"Did I say normal? No. I said out of the ordinary. You don't seem much the type to sit around watching TV, specially magical pony shows. Then again, you're insane."

"What else am I to do? You will not allow me to leave the room." At least he was distracted by the show or a sense of claustrophobia might have started to set in.

"The point is that you're supposed to be healing up, not running around. Then... I'll need to figure out what I want to do with you." He couldn't forgive what Loki had done, killing those innocent people, any more than he could forgive himself for having done the same.

"Yes, what are you going to 'do with me'? I know you will not turn me loose." Loki knew that Bruce would not let him go out on his own. For all his talk of how he could disappear in a world this large, start a new life, he knew the other would never let him out of his sight.

And he really couldn't blame him.

"I don't know, yet. When I decide, I'll let you know." Bruce slid a hand back through his hair, knowing it was admitting he had no idea what to do with Loki. In reality, he was torn between telling Tony that Loki was here and letting the decision pass to someone else or just calling SHIELD himself and telling them he would let the Other Guy out if they decided to hand Loki back to Asgard.

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