It had taken Phil a while to get back on his feet after Loki's near-fatal blow. He'd been just barely hanging on by the time medical had arrive and even stabilized, his hold on life had been tenuous enough that many were being informed of his death, even as experimental procedures were being conducted to try to save him. Even after they'd completed them and fixed his body with the best technology available, there was still the matter of his mind and of waking up
( ... )
Teleporting precisely and accurately whilst bleeding profusely from a frankly agonising abdominal wound is no easy task, and as such Loki fails to do it. Frankly it doesn't much matter. He's here. There's someone to find him. He had rather hoped it wouldn't be this someone, though
( ... )
To his credit, Phil managed to not physically react. He was startled, of course, but he was used to lying in high-pressure situations and that mean stopping physical reactions before they began.
He turned to Loki quickly, hand on his sidearm as the video loop kept playing behind him. He watched Loki warily, taking in his current state. He didn't relax when he saw the damage, but it did allow him a measure of calm. Loki seemed unlikely to strike, at the very least, but Phil wouldn't drop his guard after the last time. He was still paying for that.
"I'd ask how you got in here, but..." It was obvious; there were more important things. Really there were any number of reasons why the answer just didn't matter. They couldn't just beef up security to keep him out. Not when they didn't know the exact mechanics of how it all worked.
"You can talk to me. I'm already here." Phil gave Loki a tight smile. "I take it she had something to do with..." He indicated Loki's wound with a jerk of his chin. "What do you know about her?"
"Good to see I didn't render you completely useless," Loki responded smoothly. Sweet he wasn't, never would be, and pain made him all the more likely to be abrasive, situationally appropriate or no. Wise or no.
"About The Enchantress I know much and more, more even than my brother does. I know her magic quite... quite intimately." Green sparks jump at the fingertips of the hand pressed to his gut as he works, knitting together severed vessels. The worst of the internal damage first. It's a shoddy job, but it'll have to do.
"I would be quite happy to tell you every last filthy little thing I know about her and her priapic pet Skurge -- for a price, of course. Nothing too steep. Nothing with which you'd feel too terribly uncomfortable, I think, given what I'm offering." And what he's asking should really be fairly obvious at this point: safety, or some modicum of it. A cease-fire, for the time being. And his freedom, of course. Loki has no intention of returning to his gilded cage anytime soon.
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He turned to Loki quickly, hand on his sidearm as the video loop kept playing behind him. He watched Loki warily, taking in his current state. He didn't relax when he saw the damage, but it did allow him a measure of calm. Loki seemed unlikely to strike, at the very least, but Phil wouldn't drop his guard after the last time. He was still paying for that.
"I'd ask how you got in here, but..." It was obvious; there were more important things. Really there were any number of reasons why the answer just didn't matter. They couldn't just beef up security to keep him out. Not when they didn't know the exact mechanics of how it all worked.
"You can talk to me. I'm already here." Phil gave Loki a tight smile. "I take it she had something to do with..." He indicated Loki's wound with a jerk of his chin. "What do you know about her?"
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"About The Enchantress I know much and more, more even than my brother does. I know her magic quite... quite intimately." Green sparks jump at the fingertips of the hand pressed to his gut as he works, knitting together severed vessels. The worst of the internal damage first. It's a shoddy job, but it'll have to do.
"I would be quite happy to tell you every last filthy little thing I know about her and her priapic pet Skurge -- for a price, of course. Nothing too steep. Nothing with which you'd feel too terribly uncomfortable, I think, given what I'm offering." And what he's asking should really be fairly obvious at this point: safety, or some modicum of it. A cease-fire, for the time being. And his freedom, of course. Loki has no intention of returning to his gilded cage anytime soon.
"Well, you might, but your organisation ( ... )
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