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Anthony Edward Stark ([personal profile] starkingenuity) wrote in [community profile] fossilised 2017-09-22 12:53 pm (UTC)

Anthony squared his shoulders. He wanted to weep in thanks, for the last few days had felt like an eternity, but he was much too pleased to do anything but smirk at Steve. “You should run,” he said, looking almost demented as he heard his people, and Bruce, rush into the room, each with a truly relieved and exalted look to their faces. All of them knew the voices of their princes, though most here had never been a personal servant. That hardly mattered, however, as each man and woman now gathered felt a strong affinity for their positions.

No one blocked Steve Barnes from leaving, but the two Princes, likewise, were not interested in making war upon a Realm that they could not beat themselves. They hadn’t, after all, brought an army with them. Thor’s use of Mjolnir was meant merely to distract within the Midgardian settlement outside of the capital city upon Vanaheim. Destruction was preferred, but they did not wish to draw the attention of every powerful sorcerer that happened to live upon the Realm.

They merely wanted what was theirs back.

And if they could kill the cheeky, poisoned Midgardians in the process? Well that would be lovely too.

Thor, wide and proud with his hair done up in braids and face painted in blue stripes and swirls for this battle, tore down a building as Loki was left to find those stolen from his charge. He found the whole thing an amusement.


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