Round 5
Round 5 is now closed.
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Welcome to norsekink .
Keep up the awesome, folks.
Attention: Spoiler policy is now in place. For more information, go here.
NOTE: We've noticed that some of the prompts being posted have Thor characters only making cameos or not featured at all. We realize that Thor is closely involved in the Avengers, but we're requesting that any ( Read more... )
Tony wasn't quite sure what took him past Coulson's office at just that moment in time. He was looking for the Cap, to do some quality Consulting. (The excuse he'd found this time was Don't you think you're being a bit hard on the Norse god? which was a perfect excuse because Tony knew he'd get the same answer as the last three times -- Orders from above. He's got to be acclimatised to Midgardian customs. Poor Thor the Thunder God was on his fourth hour of etiquette lessons today, but Tony was okay with that when it meant he got to watch Captain America punch things in the on-site gym.)
Either way, he wasn't lost in his own donated mansion, but he had decided to take an alternative route, and that took him past Coulson's open door. He stopped in his tracks when he heard an honest-to-god curse word leave the man's lips. Since he had thought Coulson didn't know any words stronger than 'darn', Tony decided it was time for some executive eavesdropping.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. But what are you gonna do? It's Joss Whedon." The voice was a woman's, tinny and quiet, obviously from a speakerphone. Tony had to strain to hear it, but he could hear Coulson's irritated sigh much more easily.
"Hel, I work in the superhero business. Why would you show him something that glorifies super villains instead?"
"Hey, it's not like I planned it! I was showing him the internet, because you know we can't keep him from it forever, and besides youtube is epic!" The last word was sung out, epic, and Tony was imagining Hel throwing up the 'metal' horns. She sounded like the kind of person who would do that -- probably too young to be Coulson's wife or girlfriend, going by the voice, but maybe a sister? Tony made a note to look up 'Helen Coulson', on the off chance. "So I ended up showing him TVtropes, because where else do you go on the internet."
"Absolutely nowhere, apparently," Coulson said drily.
"Quiet, you. TVtropes ended up on Doctor Horrible, and then we were watching the videos... I got out my DVD set, I thought he'd like Bad Horse!"
"Words can't express how glad I am that you were right, Hel."
"Okay, okay, put the sarcasm back in its box, mister. And we can all stop playing the blame game, 'cuz this would never have happened if either of you guys had bothered to show him stuff like this. You've spent, like, an hour with him since we got him back."
"That's not--"
"I know. You're big secret agents and stuff. You've got all your stuff since the Bifrost came back online, and trying to keep Dad away from it all--"
Tony stopped listening. No reason to push his luck. Agent Coulson was still the intimidating butler type to the Avengers, but now Tony maybe had a little leverage. He couldn't imagine it was all kosher for the guy to be telling his sister about the things Tony had signed a hundred non-disclosure agreements to find out about. Maybe he could casually mention it while Fury was in the room, just see what happened.
Tony headed for the gym, before anyone could see him loitering at Coulson's door.
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But the boy was part of it. Which was why Jane was... not angry, but at least a little disgruntled that SHIELD had locked her boyfriend away in a facility to be vetted and retrained as a superhero. "It's from way up top." She said, in a voice that definitely wasn't whining. "Apparently, Director Fury himself is insisting that he needs to be properly schooled."
"That is so mean of him." Darcy was still completely focused on her iPod, but she sounded sympathetic. Even with the ghost of a smirk floating around her lips that Jane chose to ignore.
"Well," she said regretfully, "at least he won't keep smashing coffee cups this way."
That was definitely a smirk, and Jane was definitely ignoring it. She was just turning back to her work when there was a knock at the open door of the office. Darcy looked up, and gasped. "Bro!"
Surprised, Jane looked over. In the door was a young man, couldn't have been older than about eighteen, maybe nineteen, with a look on his face that was halfway between sheepish and mulish. Some kind of four-legged animal, thought Jane, but she couldn't think why she thought that. He was tall, the kind of spindly looking tall that made him feel like he'd grown too fast for his body to keep up, with dark curly hair and long delicate features. If Jane looked close enough, she could see a very definite family resemblance with Darcy.
"I thought I told you to wait outside the complex?" Darcy was saying. "How did you get in here anyway?"
The boy shrugged. "I'm quicker than anyone who was watching. And you said you'd be out half an hour ago. I'm rubbish at waiting." His accent was strange, but Jane couldn't place it. It was like he was aiming to match Darcy's accent, but concentrating too closely on the words. Curious, Jane looked back and forth between the two of them. Two years, she'd known Darcy now, and she'd had no idea she had a brother. He jerked his chin towards Jane. "Who is this?"
"This is my boss," Darcy said with an odd inflection in her voice. "Jane, this is my little brother Simon."
Simon looked uncertain, and Jane smiled reassuringly. "Hi, Simon. It's a pleasure to meet you." She held out her hand to shake.
Simon regarded it uneasily for a second, but at Darcy's meaningful nod he took hold of Jane's fingers for the briefest moment possible before releasing them. "Is she a mortal like the rest of them?" he asked Darcy.
Darcy gave a theatrical eye-roll. "Yes, we're all peons around here. Geez, wear more eyeliner, dork boy."
Jane tried to smile understandingly. Great. Darcy's brother was a goth boy who broke into government facilities like it wasn't hard to do. Well, Jane could sort of relate -- everyone had a little rebellious phase in their teenage years. Jane herself had spent an entire year threatening her parents that she would specialise in Steady State theory instead of Chaotic Inflation.
Simon narrowed his eyes. "If she's only mortal, why is she your boss?" Jane grit her teeth and carried right on smiling. Darcy smacked her brother upside the back of his head.
"She's my boss because I like her, dumbass. And she works for SHIELD these days, so that's all kinds of awesome."
"Fine, okay! Geez." Simon rubbed his head resentfully. "When I've conquered this realm, you can be your own boss again, anyway."
"O-kay!" said Darcy brightly, and a little too quickly. "We need to get you a caramel macchiato. Listen, boss, I gotta bounce." She grabbed Simon by the shoulders, spun him around and started shoving him out the door. Jane nodded and waved them both goodbye.
As they left, Simon poked his head back around the door frame. "It was nice meeting you, Jane. When I rule this place with an iron hoof, I'll make sure you're treated well." Darcy clapped a hand over his mouth and dragged him out of view.
Jane chuckled as she returned to her work. Simon seemed like a sweet kid. Hopefully next time they met he wouldn't be hell bent on world domination.
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"...not sure you understand how serious this could get," said a voice from inside the Director's office. It sounded to Steve like the Avengers' administrative liaison, Agent Coulson.
It was a source of great embarrassment to Steve, that when the super soldier serum had enhanced all his senses, including his hearing, it had made it almost impossible for him not to eavesdrop in a situation like this. He could always try to forget the things he had heard, but his memory had been too good for that even before the serum. And he wasn't great at distracting himself inside his own head. So, short of stuffing his fingers into his ears, there wasn't much he could do. Except to keep any secrets he learned, and never tell anyone he knew.
"He's at home right now, working on his costume," continued Coulson. "I know we have our hands full trying to keep the godlings from noticing each other, but Hel is right. If this goes much further, he might really get hurt."
Steve heard Director Fury sigh. "I know. But SHIELD has a hand in every major superhero operation in the country. And I know none of the Avengers will hurt him. He looks like a kid."
Agent Coulson made a sound of scorn. "No they won't hurt him. Because if any of them lays a finger on him, I'll kill them." Steve blinked. It was a casual threat, but the last thing he would have expected to hear from their own liaison. "Stark would be easiest -- all I'd need is a can opener and five minutes."
Steve didn't doubt he could do it.
"You kill any member of that team and I will bust your ass out of SHIELD, Agent Coulson." Fury's voice was like iron. There was a long moment of silence. Then--
"Understood... sir."
Steve was a military man, and recognised the difference between a genuine 'sir' and the kind of 'sir' that was one step down from a direct challenge. Maybe he'd had the wrong idea about Agent Coulson. Or maybe he had just misjudged the relationship between the Director and their administrative liaison.
When Director Fury spoke again, his voice was softer, but left just as little room for argument. "We'd have to scramble to cover if we lost you, but SHIELD is my curse, not yours." Steve frowned at the wording. Curse?
"All right," said Agent Coulson, less defiantly now. "But...?"
"But you are right. I'll speak to him before this goes any further."
"Thank you. If you'll excuse me, sir, I have reports to collate, and Captain America is waiting outside to talk to you. You'll have to explain to him why Thor is still on probation. Again."
Steve snapped back to attention, his eyes to the front as the door opened. Agent Coulson nodded to him as he passed, his features as mild and unassuming as they were every time Steve saw him.
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So totally want to see Avenger v. Loki, sudden children appearance fail!field. Especially if Sleipner becomes a horse-themed mask wearer...
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"...When I rule this planet with an iron hoof."
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Brilliant. Absolutely BRILLIANT!!! And Coulson!!
*can't wait for more ^_^*.
So, at least one of Loki's kids got the World Domination gene, then :P...
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But at the same time, I applaud them as well because it gave birth to Octohorse being exposed to Dr. Horrible.
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Still, if I'm going to go crazy, this is one of the funner ways to do it ;D
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