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[The feed comes on as the phone is stepped on, after being left in a jeans pocket and cast aside at some point the previous evening. Thor is alone in his room, having wanted to sleep alone, and he's seated on the edge of his bed in just his boxers, the angle exaggerated from the device being left on the floor. It's dimly lit, everything painted in

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[Tony had a terrible, terrible hangover. Which wasn't surprising, but that didn't mean he couldn't be angry about it. He'd attempted a hangover recipe and was wandering around the house with a glass of greenish-brown looking goop that wasn't helping his hangover at all. Without really thinking, he made his way upstairs, figuring he might as well try to sleep before he just passed out any old place again.

Which is how Thor finds him, standing in the hallway and staring at the bedroom doors.]

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[Thor pauses at the sight of him to watch him, raising a brow. What are you even doing, Tony?

He waits for a minute or so and finally moves towards him, crossing his arms and looking to the doors curiously, wondering just what he is staring at.] Is something wrong with the doors? I believe that one [He points to Tony's door.] is yours, is it not?

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[Tony starts when Thor speaks, almost spilling his hangover cure mixture all over himself. He hadn't even realized the guy was there.] Ohh, yeah. Thanks.

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[He pauses for a few moments, not sure what to even say to him, then points to Pepper's bedroom door.] That is Pepper's bed chamber, as well, Tony. [He's giving you a mildly exasperated look. Come on, just go and make up/out with Pepper already. The fighting in this house is ridiculous.]

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Duh, process of elimination and all that. [Tony rolls his eyes, wincing when the movement makes his head throb.]

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[Thor rolls his eyes right back, realising he does this more at Tony than anyone he's ever known.] Then perhaps you should decide which room you plan to go into.

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[Tony inspires that sort of thing in people. He doesn't hesitate in moving towards his own room though.]

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[Thor waits to make sure he gets there easily enough and doesn't just pass out half way there.] How are you, now? After all that drink, I am surprised you are upright.

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I've been...better. [Tony fumbles with the doorknob but manages to get it open.]

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Perhaps sleep might help. [He reaches over Tony and pushes the door open properly, resting a hand on his friend's back lightly to hopefully get him to bed safely.]

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That was the plan. Well, sleep and this crap. [He raises the glass slightly, taking a few shaky steps forward thanks to Thor's prompting.]

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[Thor closes the door behind them because, now that Tony is apparently mostly sober, he can talk to him about a certain something. When he speaks, his tone isn't accusatory but it's stern.] I spoke with my brother today. Someone let information leak to him about what I have confided in this team of both his and my own previous wrong doings.

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[Tony chokes mid-sip of his hangover cure concoction. It feels like his heart's stopped (and he knows exactly how that feels), and he fights to keep himself steady.] Yeah? What'd they say?

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Someone spoke of how he sought to commit genocide for our father, and the only one who had known that was I, so he knew I had told you all. [He grips Tony's shoulders and carefully pushes him to sit on the bed. He doesn't much like the idea of him falling over while they're talking.] The trust I put in The Avengers has been broken.

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Wow, that... [He struggles to find an adequate word, one that won't give him away but conveys enough of how he's feeling, because he is definitely feeling like shit right now. Because he is shit. His genius brain, however, fails him.] ...sucks. Do you know who told him?

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I do not, yet. I plan to find out. [He crosses his arms, eyeing Tony.] None of you seem to realise what I have at stake here, and whichever one of you has told him, betrayed me, will know the wrath of the God of Thunder.