Tony Stark (
aggravating) wrote2012-07-10 09:12 pm
Entry tags:
8th Command; Voice
There's this old adage, Bargians. Secrets, secrets are no fun. Unless you are a part of one. I'd kind of like to add onto that for a minute. So, uh, bear with me.
There are a few things that yeah, they're supposed to be kept secret. No one and their aunt Martha care about your latest bowel movement or who you had a crush on in the third grade. Seriously, they don't. Unless you're loud, obnoxious, spray tan like hell every chance you have, and get into cat fights over who gets the last can of soda. Those are fine. As are the family secrets, things like divorces, fights. I'm not saying "Spill your guts, Bargites, 'cause it's just not faaaaaaair~!" Those aren't the types of secrets I'm talking about.
I'm talking about the secrets that have to do with someone else. If someone knows something about your future that, you know, might be good to know for your own peace of mind, your own well-being, then hey. What the hell are you keeping it from them for? Because I pretty much guarantee that when they find out - and they will - things will be even worse than you imagined.
And yeah, for the record? Lies of omission totally count.
[Private to Natasha]
Coulson's dead, huh? Or did Rogers leave that out of his debrief?
[Private to Arkady]
Gorgeous, I needed to be drunk yesterday.
[Private to Charles]
Give me a reason to actually keep giving a shit, Prof. Because apparently even if I work to come back to life now, I just die again later.
[Private to Steve]
So. Rogers.
Coulson's dead.
I flew a nuke into space.
Loki's a fucking supervillain.
Game over.
There are a few things that yeah, they're supposed to be kept secret. No one and their aunt Martha care about your latest bowel movement or who you had a crush on in the third grade. Seriously, they don't. Unless you're loud, obnoxious, spray tan like hell every chance you have, and get into cat fights over who gets the last can of soda. Those are fine. As are the family secrets, things like divorces, fights. I'm not saying "Spill your guts, Bargites, 'cause it's just not faaaaaaair~!" Those aren't the types of secrets I'm talking about.
I'm talking about the secrets that have to do with someone else. If someone knows something about your future that, you know, might be good to know for your own peace of mind, your own well-being, then hey. What the hell are you keeping it from them for? Because I pretty much guarantee that when they find out - and they will - things will be even worse than you imagined.
And yeah, for the record? Lies of omission totally count.
[Private to Natasha]
Coulson's dead, huh? Or did Rogers leave that out of his debrief?
[Private to Arkady]
Gorgeous, I needed to be drunk yesterday.
[Private to Charles]
Give me a reason to actually keep giving a shit, Prof. Because apparently even if I work to come back to life now, I just die again later.
[Private to Steve]
So. Rogers.
Coulson's dead.
I flew a nuke into space.
Loki's a fucking supervillain.
Game over.

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[Loki's not going to pretend he wasn't lying for his own gain, but all these excuses about not changing the future are KIND OF INTERESTING TO HIM.]
Commit this circumstance to memory: When I am imprisoned by Shield, on their airship, after you have deduced that your government has been creating weapons to challenge the galaxy, forged from the power of the Tesseract? I will begin embarking on my escape. My servants will destroy one of the ships engines, your Doctor will betray himself to his monstrous urges, and your friend will come to the cell where I am being held.
That is when and where I killed him. A thing which for you has not yet come to pass.
It was an act of war, and necessary to my pursuit of freedom, but I feel no pride or attachment to having done it. Especially knowing as I do now, that it was to be for naught.
So stop me. When the time comes for you, use what you now know, and stop me.
[Private]
But she doesn't, she's calm and collected and zeroing in on him and shelving the massive fuck you feelings because that's what she does.]
And how do you benefit?
[Private]
[Private]
[And Clint, she wants to know if that's who he means when he says servants, like he's just another lackey, but that she won't give away.] How many other people died, that we should remember to stop?
[Private]
[He gives a lazy shrug.] You are a child of Fury, why not prevent them all? When you leave this place, tell him to cease his gaming with the Tesseract. Tell him not to build weapons from it, and not to craft gates with it's power. Tell him to cast it back into the ocean, and I shall have neither the cause, nor the means to come to your planet.
[Private]
[And there it is, no attachment to that future and now she's extra suspicious. You are not allowed to change the future so you win. >|] SHIELD answers to others.
[Private]
[His plan here isn't even that complicated. He doesn't think the future will actually change for him, but there's a chance that changing history will create a pocket universe where half of the Avengers don't remember what a ginormous tool he is. Then he can claim credit for saving the world from himself, and his future trolling will be much enhanced by it.]
[Private]
Yeah, I get it. It's easier to put the pressure on us to stop you.
[Private]
I do not care if there is pressure on you to stop me or not. I do not care if you change the future, or save the world, or kill me the moment I step through the gateway onto your planet because I know that I am dead. Whatever you do will befall some other man in some other current of time where events flowed differently.
So what you do is completely meaningless to me. When I tell you how to stop my coming, it is because you specifically asked me about the other deaths you should remember to stop, and when I tell him how to prevent that of his friend, it is because I wish for a man who appears to have lost several friends this day not to lose another.
You seek conspiracy where there is none, and I tire of you seemingly endless whinging. Can we be done with this inanity now?
[Private]
Yeah, we're done.
[Private]
[You wouldn't get a satisfying answer, Natasha. Loki knows all of those questions matter, he just straight up does not care.]
He's just uselessly threadjacking everywhere
hi this is me swearing i replied to this and then seeing i didn't /)_(\
He's really just wondering if this is going to be a thing with him. For the rest of his life. Associating himself with people who are, bottom line, completely freaking psychotic. He'd thought he'd learned his lesson after Obie, but... hah.
It's almost laughable, really. How trusting and associating with murdering assholes is just a thing with him. Next thing you know Pepper will be telling him she's actually some sort of deranged serial killer.]
Everything except a time stamp? Generous. [He's doing his best to come off as aloof, to not sound as tense as he looks and feels. It's not... really working.] Trust me, I already have a plan.
OMNOMNOMNOM To be fair blanking loki would be a very valid course of action rn :P
The outcome of this clearly means more to you than it does to me. There's no reason for me not to tell you.
[He raises his eyebrows at Tony's comments about having a plan.] I'm glad to hear that. Have you consulted with Ms Romanov on it? I understand that the time hasn't come for her either.
And something smart :c WHICH OF COURSE MEANS TONY WON'T DO IT
[Which is why he's so pissed he couldn't have seen something off with the guy before this.
Or maybe Loki really is just that good. ... Or that and Tony was just really bored.]
She can do whatever the hell she wants. I don't care. [She'd been in on it with Steve, too. So. Really not someone he wants to work with right now.]