9453/Asgard's Requiem: Thor's Back

Asgard's Requiem: Thor's Back
Date of Scene:	06 October 2019
Location:	Gym, Avengers Mansion
Synopsis:	Tony and Steve go over Thor's return, and what they need him to do to Loki.
Cast of Characters:	Iron Man, Captain America
Tinyplot:	Asgard's Requiem
Tinyplot2:	Sentinels

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Iron Man has posed:
A query about Tony will, in fact, not specify that he's 'unknown location' or 'at his tower'. Instead, it pings that not only is he at the Avengers Mansion, but in the gym, of all places.

A check at the gym will reveal that it's not being used in an ordinary way, though: but in a Tony Stark way. All of the machines have been piled to one side, and there are some long rows of bulky equipment and drones.

Not to mention, that Iron Man is present: Tony is fulled suited, though his helmet is on one of the temporary benches to one side. Two big robotic helpers, attached to tracks on the ceiling that nobody probably ever noticed in the gym (or realized they weren't for something workout related), move their giant arms down amid the chaos of parts: clearly responsible for relocating the gym treadmills or weight machines, and handling movement of these new parts.

Tony's taken over the gym space, in his usual entitled way.

Captain America has posed:
A stop at the mansion is easy enough on the way in to the Triskelion on a ping about a side-case Steve's SHIELD unit was working on -- laundered guns with a trace of extraterrestrial influence in their making. He wanders downstairs in a quick cadence of combat boots and appears in the doorway to the gym only to stop. Wheat-gold eyebrows lift.

"Bit late in the year for spring cleaning, Tony." On the dry and friendly quip, he sidles over with his hands in the pocket of his motorcycle jacket. The robotic heavy-lifters are considered and then he glances over at Tony once more.

"Figured I'd let you know I found Thor again." The bombshell is dropped with an ease Steve doesn't entirely feel; small lines appear at the corners of his eyes.

Iron Man has posed:
"Cleaning, hardly; I'm starting my holiday theme, which does not involve anything other than eating and drinking: the gym is closed," Tony jokes automatically, not looking up from what he was doing: which looks like it is along the line of sorting parts and looking at them like a painter might review his masterpiece.

Then there's the Thor thing. "I'm figuring it turns out he's fine, otherwise you would have led with mission details about the rescue." Tony turns from his task, with a semi-tolerant roll of eyes. "So, what was it? Loki turn him into a duck for a bit?"

Captain America has posed:
A small amused scoff leaves Steve. He shifts on his feet and tilts his head to better watch the proceedings, trying to figure out where the hell Robot Number 2 is going to put the treadmill he prefers over all the rest of them. It has the more wear on its tread currently as proof.

"No need to rescue him, no. Carol managed to wrangle him at the gathering she threw at Club Mjolnir. Guess the lure of ale and celebration was enough to bring him out of the woodwork. He had a good time from what I could tell," Steve shares, looking over at Tony again.

"Think we gotta talk with him about Loki though." The Captain drops the Trickster God's name with abnormal fearlessness despite the recent history between them. "See if he can step in and de-escalate things -- or at least get the Tesseract back again." A short sigh is frustration showing. "Thing should be dropped in an adamantium safe into the Marianas Trench."

Iron Man has posed:
Tony chuckles dryly, but adjusts his tone. "All right. Emerging for a party, that I can understand," the party-prone Avenger grants Thor. Raking their godly Avenger over the coals isn't useful, anyway: Thor has always been like that, disappearing and unreliable at times.

"Something close to that; Asgard's vaults clearly were not up to the task to contain it, what with their Ragnarok problems." Tony waves one of the robot arms to his left. "Cannons without hookups to the /wall/," Tony tells the arm. It reorients and begins to stack again.

"Step in -- by pinning him to the floor for a few months, that'd be a nice vacation," Tony suggests.

Captain America has posed:
"I do wonder sometimes about whether or not his hammer could keep somebody in place like that. Know the Hulk can't lift it." There's a significant glance at Tony in memory of past events. "Maybe it can be framed as a test -- or a jest," Steve continues in the bland timbre. A smile flirts with his lips, but it's still wry. "Thor, do us favor: put Mjolnir on Loki's chest and just leave it there for...how about two months."

Relenting comes after he shakes his head. "Regardless, no point in doing anything more than questioning to see what he knows. Figure Loki's got to talk to him at some points, right?"

Iron Man has posed:
"I would also be okay with Thor just sitting on him, or Hulk's method of forcing Loki to keep still," Tony chuckles, then shakes his head. "And that's even without knowing the whole of what must have gone on with both manipulating you and the Wizard's Tower squatting." Tony flicks his eyes from his project to his teammate. Tony has a lot of issues when things get stolen from him, people touching his stuff has never been any easy thing with him. Including assault on his friends, for sure. Perhaps telling, that this strong reaction is coming from a protectiveness of Steve. And to a lesser degree, their magician.

"We're sure it was Thor, and not Loki masquerading, again?" Tony asks, diverting back to the equipment. It looks like he's changing out some droid parts, from a general look at the activity. "But yeah, I agree. We need Thor to regale us with his side of things, at the very least. He may not know what Loki's been doing here."

Captain America has posed:
Reminded of the last and final favor he owed to the mage-god, Steve slides his glower off to one side. There's a light ring of dust around one of the shadows of where a machine sat on one of the corner mats, perhaps one temporarily broken or lesser-used than those being reorganized. This he considers before he replies,

"Yeah, had enough of his manipulation to last me a lifetime. Never again." Staunchly, the Captain claims this. "It was Thor though. I doubt Loki would deign to display the amount of rigorous dancing I saw last night, much less be absolutely certain he danced with every single person in the room." By the expressive lift of brows, he silently asks if the genius-inventor would find the idea of a jigging Loki even potentially feasible.

Iron Man has posed:
"Fair," Tony grants of the assessment of Loki being unlikely to spend the time to look stupid for extended periods. "If we see him, let's tell him that. Making him feel a need to dance all night would please me in a petty way." Tony grins, and then exerts some physical force, using the power from the Iron Man suit he's wearing, to lift and latch in a heavy cannon onto one of the drones. "Run diagnostics, units 12 to 14," Tony tells the air.

"Diagnostic in progress," JARVIS answers.

"You're free of his influence, I hope? As free as it gets, considering the other thing," Tony asks. "Speaking of influence, we should also have Thor check on the Mind Stone, make sure that's still where it's supposed to be."

Captain America has posed:
Steve nods. "About as free as I can manage it. Figure the other thing'll be something I can only influence so much." Perfect white teeth squeaky-squeak for the force of his momentary gritting. "I agree, though -- a chitchat with Thor about the stones is something to be done. Maybe we'll get ahead of his brother again."

The Captain then turns to leave the gym. "Let me know when you want to sit down with him. Be interested to hear what he has to say." He glances from the equipment and to Tony again. Vaguely, his lips lift. "Don't go too crazy while you're rearranging. Walls don't need a new coat of paint yet." A wave and then he's gone, off to the Triskelion.

Iron Man has posed:
"Sometimes you gotta knock down a few walls, Steve," Tony calls in amusement as he goes. It's fun to be literal. "Some of us have big dreams of stopping murder-robots."