{closedish} // you had the world inside your hand but you did not seem to know

[konstgrepp]

Characters: Loki & Adam Monroe
Location: Legion of Doom Headquarters Somewhere on Korriban
Planet: Korriban
When: Just before the Avengers assemble.
What: Forming the Legion of Doom. I mean ... working. Plotting deaths. Whining about daddy issues.
Rating: PG

Comments

[howangryarethey]

[Adam is being alcoholicchans in his ~secret hideout~, because he's not cool enough to sit at the Sith table and has to live in a cave abandoned outpost somewhere while he corrupts easily corrupted Sith.]

This should be good.

[konstgrepp]

I hesitate to call it business, but from what I know of you, friend, you may see it as such. It appears someone from my home world has made his appearance on Coruscant. My brother, in fact. [ He steeples his fingers, sitting across some convenient table in this cave across from Adam. ] It's troubling, you see, because my brother can be rather dangerous.

[howangryarethey]

No sense in getting emotions into it. [It's practically sing-songed as he twirls his drink around in its glass. You know what used to be fun? Getting drunk. FUCK YOU, IMMORTAL METABOLISM.

He looks up.] So can a lot of people. You're going to have to be more specific than that.

[konstgrepp]

He's very powerful but has very little control over himself. Reckless, you might say. As I understand it, the Force can make this rather complex for individuals. I believe my brother could put the galaxy at risk were he to attempt using them - perhaps in a way greater than Revan himself. Back where we come from, the mortals have long regarded us as gods for our strength. To see that here, where one is so easily ruled by emotions ...

He was banished from our Kingdom and stripped of his abilities for using them too brazenly and it nearly resulted in our father's death. [ Loki's looking very pitiable right now. ] I wish to test whether they've been returned to him. Something simple to give us an idea of what we could very well be up against.