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username: LOKI

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[selfimage]

Is this a riddle me this or that question?

[mistruths]

Hah. Perhaps, something or another like it. Tell me, if you would, of your relationship with the Avengers? Those who hail from my world, I mean. Stark and Romanoff.

[selfimage]

[ ah, so he had caught on. Loki wonders just how much that he's found out. ]

Tentative, at best.
Stark still thinks I'm you, last I checked. Ms Romanoff seems to have a little more sense.

[mistruths]

Have you spoken with them since my arrival? I did see you before they confronted me. Stark must have learned better by now.

[selfimage]

Well
I did have to rub it in his face.
Though I couldn't say if he's learned better or not, I'm still not certain he believed me.

[mistruths]

They were, the both of them, trying to get answers out of me that they didn't believe when given. What does one do about that?

[ IT'S RHETORICAL ]

[selfimage]

If I had a copper every time someone didn't believe me, I'd be rich.
So, what did they ask?

[ he knows where this is going. ]

[mistruths]

Why I am here, how I arrived, what I planned to do... I'm sure you're not surprised by any of this.

[selfimage]

No one can trip and fall anymore.
It has to be nefarious.

[mistruths]

Exactly so. I wasn't quite sure what it was they expected me to say, really.

[selfimage]

Ah, well, I suppose you're left with a choice, then.

[mistruths]

To lie or to not?

[selfimage]

Do you have something to lie about?

[mistruths]

I didn't bother. They weren't going to believe me no matter what I said.

[selfimage]

They'll just believe what they want to.
That's how it always seems to go.

[mistruths]

Have they not others of their own to face?

[selfimage]

Are you asking about my universe's Avengers?

[mistruths]

I am.

[selfimage]

They do.

[ simple, sweet, to the point. ]

[mistruths]

Yet I've not been approached by them. Are they simply unaware? Or do they just not care?

[selfimage]

They're not here, and besides, word travels fast.
Or gossip, rather.
As in, I visited Avengers' Tower for a little B&E.
Needless to say, they know what I look like.

[mistruths]

[ Ah, a mild misunderstanding. Miscommunication. Inevitable, but ultimately inconsequential. ]

B&E?

[selfimage]

My favorite pastime.
Breaking and entering. :)

[mistruths]

[ That startles an amused snort out of him--not that Loki would know it. ]

Of course, I should have realized.

[selfimage]

There is a Spider-Man running about. I'm sure you'll meet him soon enough.
Dresses in skintight spandex, makes sassy remarks and steals hats.