Link/Full Text: "Let me guess, "Tony sneers, lip curling. "You expect me to.. what, kiss your feet? "
Loki's brow gives a subtle twitch in surprise.
"I was the one who saved you, was I not? You would have died at the hands of (name here, or Grandmaster?) had I not saved you (or had i not convinced him otherwise).
"The god gives a blink and tilts his head, fingers giving a single drum against the arm rest.
"The least you can do is show a little gratitude to your savior."
Tony scoffed. "Yeah, not going to happen, ReindeerGames."
Loki stares at Tony, the corner of his eye twitching in frustration. Eventually he draws in a breath, his attention roaming across the room. Leaning forward he lets it out, brow furrowing.
"Listen and listen well, Stark." Loki hisses, his hand coming to grab Tony's hair, pulling his head up so he could whisper. "Either you put on a show in front of the Grandmaster and his peers, or you get us both killed. You may have been a big shot on Midgard, but this is Sakaar, and here? You either do as your told or you die. Have I made myself clear?"
Tony grits his teeth, one eye watering from the harsh grip on his hair. "Crystal."
Crystal. Hah. Loki actually chuffed at that.
"Good. I'm glad you understand." He said as he smooths a hand through those messy brown locks. Something in his expression changed, then. His voice still low. "Because I want to get off of this Hel-hole of a planet just as much as you do."
Tony jerked his head back when the hand in his hair loosened, mouth opening and closing in disbelief of what he just heard. A cool finger met his lips and Tony fell silent automatically.
"I will not repeat myself. But if you want to survive here, you're going to need to do exactly what I tell you to."
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Livewrite: Gladiator!Tony
Date: 2019-02-23 11:46 pm (UTC)Title: Untitled
Author: Slenbee
Rating: T
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"Let me guess, "Tony sneers, lip curling. "You expect me to.. what, kiss your feet? "
Loki's brow gives a subtle twitch in surprise.
"I was the one who saved you, was I not? You would have died at the hands of (name here, or Grandmaster?) had I not saved you (or had i not convinced him otherwise).
"The god gives a blink and tilts his head, fingers giving a single drum against the arm rest.
"The least you can do is show a little gratitude to your savior."
Tony scoffed. "Yeah, not going to happen, ReindeerGames."
Loki stares at Tony, the corner of his eye twitching in frustration. Eventually he draws in a breath, his attention roaming across the room. Leaning forward he lets it out, brow furrowing.
"Listen and listen well, Stark." Loki hisses, his hand coming to grab Tony's hair, pulling his head up so he could whisper. "Either you put on a show in front of the Grandmaster and his peers, or you get us both killed. You may have been a big shot on Midgard, but this is Sakaar, and here? You either do as your told or you die. Have I made myself clear?"
Tony grits his teeth, one eye watering from the harsh grip on his hair. "Crystal."
Crystal. Hah. Loki actually chuffed at that.
"Good. I'm glad you understand." He said as he smooths a hand through those messy brown locks. Something in his expression changed, then. His voice still low. "Because I want to get off of this Hel-hole of a planet just as much as you do."
Tony jerked his head back when the hand in his hair loosened, mouth opening and closing in disbelief of what he just heard. A cool finger met his lips and Tony fell silent automatically.
"I will not repeat myself. But if you want to survive here, you're going to need to do exactly what I tell you to."