"Just wanted you to know the score before I won, Point Break."
There's a pause… and then Thor throws his head back and roars with laughter.
"I like you more and more, Tony Stark of House Stark! Even with your interesting penchant for 'nicknames'! Come then! Let us test each other!"
Without further ado, the game is on. Thor doesn't waste any time going for the kill… but unfortunately for the depowered God, he's already lost. He just doesn't know it yet. Of course, Tony has no intentions of bringing his full strength gained from the ES3 to bear here. Not only would beating Thor too fast wound the Prince's pride, but it would also raise too much suspicion among the others at the table.
Instead, he grunts and focuses on showing just enough exertion to be believable, even as he and Thor war with one another, their straining arms wavering back and forth across the center-point between them. Grinning from ear to ear, Thor snorts as he tries to force Tony's arm down.
"Tch… for not being considered a warrior… you are quite strong, Tony Stark!"
Grunting, Tony shakes his head. "Couple… years back… I got captured by my enemies."
Thor leans in a little, listening intently. Meanwhile, Tony can see Jane, Erik, and even Darcy all jolt out of the corner of his eye.
"They had me… for three months before I fought my way out."
The God of Thunder's eyes widen in delight and Tony can see himself rising in Thor's esteem in real time once again. Especially since Tony is telling this story while seemingly putting up a very good fight against Thor and his big beefy arm.
"After that… I told myself never again. Anyways… what I said, Thor Odinson… was that the people of this world don't consider me a warrior. I never said… I don't consider myself one!" Finishing that statement with a roar, Tony puts on a show, finding a 'hidden well' of strength and surging with all his might. Engrossed in his tale as he was, Thor is ill-prepared for it… and even if he wasn't, Tony makes sure to end it there, putting a hint of superstrength behind his grip as he slams Thor's hand down onto the table.
Pulling his hand back, Tony gives Thor a grin.
"Good match."
Thor pulls his own arm back and shakes it for a moment before huffing at Tony.
"Indeed. I see now that you sought to lull me into inaction with your tale. More and more you remind me of Loki. Still, you are a capable fighter all the same, and quite strong, Tony Stark. I am glad to see that Midgard is in safe hands. Of course, know that if I was at my full strength, there would be no contest at all!"
Tony just smiles placidly at that, not bothering to try and argue either of those statements. Earth is indeed safe in his hands. He'll make sure of it. As for whether Tony could take Thor at full power… well, it's not like he intended to find out any time soon. But he liked to think he'd certainly give the Thunder God a run for his money.
Coming to a decision on the spot, Thor nods decisively.
" I beseech you, Tony Stark of House Stark! Help me to retrieve Mjolnir so I may return to Asgard and I guarantee you will have Thor Odison as shield-brother and stalwart ally, to call upon for the rest of your days?"
Biting back the urge to say something silly like 'can I get that in writing?', Tony instead inclines his head to the side. " You mentioned Mjolnir before. Let me guess … hammer?"
Thor brightens up at that.
"Yes! You have heard mention of it already?!"
Tony just scoffs at that.
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"Heard mention of it? Buddy, I already own the land it fell on. It's just outside of town so-!"
"Then let us be off! I cannot wait any longer!"
Yeah, that was anticipated. Tony has already thrown the diner over ten thousand dollars for this little first impression… a small price to pay for coming out of this smelling like roses to a young and impressionable Thor Odinson. As such, they all stand up and pile out of the diner together. Tony, of course, is not going to be driving with the others in Jane's car.
However, just as he's parting ways to head for his Audi R8, the sports car waiting for him just down the street, Tony stops dead in his tracks as something he never should have missed suddenly screams out at him in the back of his mind.
Whipping back around, Tony calls out to Thor as the depowered Asgardian starts to climb into Jane's car.
" Hey, Thor! Earlier… did you call Loki 'herself'? Loki Silvertongue, God of Mischief? That Loki?"
Furrowing his brow in confusion, Thor slowly nods.
"Yes? My sister Loki Odinsdottir, Goddess of Mischief. Why do you ask?"
Keeping the smile plastered on his face, Tony shakes his head and laughs.
"No reason! See you at the Site!"
Then, he whips back around so Thor can't see the expression of pure disbelief on Tony's face. Loki Odinsdottir?!
What the fuck was going on?!
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