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#086 - traitor slackerspice August 21 2012, 20:33:29 UTC
From the studiously blank expression Farley wore, Loki hadn’t expected him to speak for the entire trip.

That had been seconds before he murmured “Where are we going?”

Centuries of experience kept Loki from breaking character, but he was grateful none of the men that Barton had recruited could see him flinch.

“To Stark’s little phallic substitute. A perfect location for stage three, don’t you think?”

No sound, no sign from their ‘guest’s’ face that he’d noticed, and Loki didn’t dare rouse him with half a dozen mercenaries watching.

If he was winning, then why had everything gone so wrong?

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