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[traitors]

You miss me? Ah, such a sweet sentiment, as if I have any use at all for it.

Far more likely that you miss Charles. Don't think for a moment that I don't know your mind, girl.

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[sonofcoul]

No accounting for taste.

[traitors]

What a miraculous recovery you made, Agent Coulson. Shall I offer congratulations? Not many survive me.

[sonofcoul]

Nice to be one of the lucky few, then. But you can keep your congratulations.

[mustardplease]

You sound like the Shakespeare fellow who wrote me into his silly plays. [ Cocks head to the side. ] Too sweet, little black sheep?

[traitors]

How very clever you are. Yes, we're terribly alike, aren't we? The god and the playwright. That you managed to gather that from a single comment is most impressive.

[mustardplease]

Clever? I had thought my cleverness was known and not something to be found. No matter. I thank you for the compliment, Oddly.

[debts]

[ Misogyny and misanthropy all in one. Always a charmer, isn't he?

Dryly: ]

I'm sure it's a passing thought.

[traitors]

[ misanthropy, maybe, but the misogyny's only as it's useful. ]

If only. She never was very interesting, I fear.

[debts]

Not grandiose enough for you?

[cheapens]

Now if this isn't familiar.

[traitors]

[ hello, you attractive fellow. you could use a haircut. ]

'The more the merrier'. Isn't that the phrase..?

[cheapens]

[ A haircut is the least of one's worries. ]

I prefer "three's a crowd", actually. It comes significant now, and you'll see soon enough why.

gently touches

[oust]

You always this jealous of every other toy in the box, or is this just a special occasion?

[traitors]

Jealous? My, aren't you backwards. Not this box, not one of her toys. Charles is someone else's.

[courtedwar]

You so easily dismiss those who show any interest or care for you. I cannot understand it.

[traitors]

What need have I of it?

[courtedwar]

Your insistence that you do not need it does not negate it's existence.

[olympic_lion]

[Ah, Thor. You look like you could use a party buddy. So have a hearty clap on the shoulder-pauldron, okay?] 'Tis simple enough, dear Thor. He doesn't believe himself worthy of it, so lashes out at the one offering such. After all, if he left himself open to caring, just imagine how painful it would be when it was ripped away! Not if, of course; only when.

It's all due to him hating himself even more than anyone else could. [A sage nod; Herc thinks he's helped!]

[traitors]

[ beware this extremely narrow-eyed snake-like expression, hercules.

And when, pray tell, did you become such an expert in my mind, I wonder?

[courtedwar]

[Ah, Hercules. You've caught Thor in a not particularly partying mood. He returns the shoulder clap of manly friendliness.]

This is not the first time I have wished you to be wrong, my friend.

[incrediblebanner]

['sup 'sup, this party is getting crashed by the Big Green. Except not actually big or green right now.

Wry:] You're a better analyst than I am.

[subecho]

You have use for care. You have found one in the past, and twisted it in an ugly thing. It is your gift, when you mean it.

[traitors]

Well, truly, Thor, what did you expect?

1/2

[subecho]

That time will have taught my brother better.

[subecho]

...and our green friend.