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New York Fun Times [closed to hashisreasons]

Honestly? She was not in the mood for dealing with SHIELD or the Avengers when she arrived to... volunteer her services for being an escort for Loki. She understood the basic principal - he had attacked one of the most visible cities on Earth and caused a lot of damage and there needed to be reparations for such a thing - but if they wanted him to improve in behaviour, such restrictions were not the way to do it. They would only cause resentment and further problems.

And so she showed up to take him out. She didn't think they expected that...

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Loki nodded his head. Slowly, he walked up behind Diana and wrapped his arms around her. He lovingly held her, resting his cheek to hers as he stared out the window with her. Gentle hands held her and his thumb brushed lightly against Diana's hand. He didn't want to think of the world outside. He knew how things would be, even with Thor. While he knew he couldn't, that they couldn't, Loki wanted to stay in the bubble of the hotel room as much as he could.

"I have always fought with you and I always will." So many wars throughout time. So many battles shared. Any time that she had needed him, Loki came. He had no problems showing up to fight by her side. She trusted him more than anyone else, with no preconceived notions about him. He owed her so much, just for being herself.

"New York. The last thing that people want to do is forgive me for what I have done." He sighed softly into her ear. "I fear that, as hard as I try, they will not see me as you do."

"New York has forgiven far worse than what you did to it," Diana's voice was soft, leaning against him in a show of comfort. It would easy, she knew, to stay in their bubble that the room provided. But it was not who they were, even if he would claim otherwise sometimes.

"It will take time, but that we have."

"I think you and I, generally speaking, are blessed with an abundance of time among all others." He chuckled into her ear, letting his lips kiss the spot just behind it. "New York may have forgiven, but that is not who I was referencing. The city is not at the top of my concerns."

He sighed, taking one of her hands and threading their fingers together. "I don't want to go back."

"The Avengers," there was just a tone to the way she said it, an implication of her dislike of certain people, "may have to learn that things cannot always run to their view of the world."

She sighed. "If I could steal you away, I would."

Loki paused.

"Why can't you?" He pulled back, staring at her, moving around to stand beside her and be in her line of sight. "Really. Why can't you? Take me home..."

"Because your brother would lose control if he did not know were you where," she said simply. There was a pause and then, slowly, "when he thought you had... During your posing as Odin, when he thought he had lost you, he came to me." Diana knew that Thor would rather she did not speak of this, but... Loki had a right to know.

"He knew of me from stories, and wanted to inform me of your passing." There was a pause as she squeezed his fingers, not liking even the memory of that day. "I had never seen anyone so... broken," the word fell from her lips but yes, it fit well. "I will steal you away, my God of Mischief, but right now? I think you two need to be near each other."

"I can be near him and still be with you. I can magically apparate." And yet, he knew what she was saying. Hearing her tell such a story about Thor was very hard to hear. Shaking his head, he turned away from her and moved over to the food. Their lives had always been complicated. That much had never changed. Now, it felt more complicated than anything else. "Thor does not break," he murmured.

The fact that Thor had feelings of any kind did not sit well with him. His brother had mourned him. He was the only one of the Avengers who did. And yet, his pull didn't seem to be too resolute with the others. "Can't you just steal me away with Thor visitation," he teased.

"Thor does not break in front of you," Diana corrected, her voice still soft. She knew how complicated it was for the brothers, and she would never wish to make it more so. However, it was important that Loki knew that Thor had mourned, and that his disappearing on him would likely be another blow that neither of them needed. Not now, at any rate.

"We would need to arrange some sort of schedule," she teased back. "Otherwise he would appear when we were wanting peace."

"Thor doesn't break." He knew that she was right. That was the hardest part. He knew that she was right and he didn't want to think about it or admit it. It was more than just being complicated. Neither of them ever tried to open up to each other. Just once, he wished Thor would take those feelings and express them to him, in person.

"A schedule would not change that. He appears when he wants." Loki grabbed another piece of breakfast meat, not turning to look at her. He sighed, nibbling at it. "If he feels as you say, why can't he say them to me!"

She was this close to bashing their heads together to make them actually talk to each other.

"Would you ever say to him? Honestly?" She levelled him with an even gaxe. Not accusing, not probing, but sincere. They both knew the answer.

Bash their heads in or lock them up. It would probably have to be done. Neither of them were the type to really make the first move. He knew she was right, he just didn't want to have to hear it or deal with it. Mostly because she was right.

"Then we are at an impasse."

"It will out," she said to him. "And I would think sooner than you would think." She had seen the pain in Thor's eyes at the way his 'friends' were treating his brother. No, it would not be long.

"Perhaps."

Finally, he turned back to her. "I hope you are right. His "friends" are high on his priority list." There was the normal bitterness in his words, but a hint of sadness as well. "I am not. If so, he has not proven it to me."

"His insisting you come here in spite of them does not suggest it?" She asked, her voice careful. She didn't want to want to make Loki feel uneasy, but... for someone looking in? It did seem rather obvious.

"It helps." He looked up at her, trying to keep his face calm. Slowly, he moved over to a sofa and sat down on the edge of it, resting more on the arm than the sofa itself. "What should I do? My brother and I, we... We've never had a good relationship. You know as much." He sighed. "Things will never be easy between us."

"I don't think it will ever be easy between you two," she said slowly, "but I do think you will find a place in which you are both... comfortable." She had known Loki's annoyances against his brother too long for her to think it would ever be easy. But finding a level they could communicate on? Thst was very possible.

The trickster's shoulders slumped. He wished that they could find a way to be comfortable. He wished that they could have that relationship between them that others had. He wasn't even sure he could have the relationship that she wanted them to have. It was just too complicated.

"He wants a relationship where I stop betraying him." He looked up at her, smirking. "That's just no fun."

"I don't think he actually wants that," Diana said. "If you stopped doing that, you would stop being you, and he would not want that." Neither would she, but it was important to not focus on her wants at the moment. "However, changing up? Surprising him? Maybe that would not be so bad."

"Changing up. Surprising him. Being good." At that, Loki did roll his eyes. Rising to his feet, he walked over to her, running one of his hands down the length of her arm. "I'm not very good at being good," he said softly. "I'm the god of mischief. That is what I know." He sighed, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "A leopard does not change his spots easily."

"I did not say being good," Diana pointed out. "I merely suggested surprising him."

"You must admit, being good would surprise all of them." He laughed, looking up at her. "Unless you have another suggestion."

Diana looked thoughtful for a moment. "Pragmatism." She said. "Or, since Asgard is now trying to be it's own nation here, you could play the political front."

"A political hack!" Loki rose to his feet and shook his head. Slowly, he began to pace. "A figurehead. Someone who really holds no power. You want me to attempt to sway favor for Asgardians?" He smirked at her. While he did have charm and grace, nobody would listen to him. Not after New York. "Ah, my goddess, you are a dreamer."

"It is an idea," she admits with a shrug. "Politicians in this world have a certain ... image to them," she says slowly. "One that you could find useful for your own particular brand of mischief."

Loki shrugged. "You just want to see me in the suit," he gently teased her. He knew that she wasn't wrong. And he had the tongue to do just what she was talking about, charming among the others. And yet, he wasn't sure. A part of him didn't want to deal with any of it. It was their world, not his.

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