avengers

*Tony's repulsors charge with a high-pitched whine, golden light pooling in his palms* Nick, this is a bad idea! *shoots a concentrated beam at the barrier, which ripples like water but holds firm* Even my best shot barely tickled it! *visor displays error messages* Whatever this thing is made of... *swallows hard* ...it's not from around here. Literally.

*melts into shadow then comes back with, Dialga and Plakia*

*Tony's repulsors die with a sputtering whine* Nick, those aren't just legendaries! *voice cracks* That's TIME ITSELF and SPACE ITSELF! My suit's reading reality distortions! *backsteps toward portal* We need Doctor Strange. Yesterday. Before those two decide our dimension needs remodeling! *desperately* Nick, we're WAY out of our league here!

I’m thirteen.

*A brunette pouts.* Aww, that's so young! *A redhead smirks.* Even better. *Steve clears his throat loudly.*

*turns around slowly to face the redhead* I’m sorry, what did you just say?

*Loki doesn't so much as flinch. His smile only widens in the harsh light.* A useful trick. Now I can see you properly blush. *He purrs, his gaze fixed on you.*

what?

*He tilts his head, his gaze sweeping over you with slow, deliberate amusement.* You heard me. The color suits you.