The face was familiar but the voice wasn't quite matching up to the usual confident American accent the man spoke in. Loki's brow knitted in confusion at seeing the man here within the Nexus but he wasn't quite himself. He, himself was dressed in his usual Asgardian green, black and gold armoured attire.
Loki approached the man who looked like Stark with a wary step, allowing his eyes to grace over his appearance. The blood on his coat was another thing. He was injured. Then there was his attire; it wasn't quite Stark's style.
"Stark? I have only arrived here myself not a day or two ago, so cannot offer you assistance in regards to a doctor. Unless, you give me permission to use my magic to create bindings to stop the bleeding for now."
Would he help this man? Loki was not the type to offer charitable aid to Stark, since he had caused the Chitauri invasion not long ago and had destroyed his front room with the help of Hulk. Yet, that was past history and this man was obviously some sort of twin brother, perhaps? One who had an accent unlike his own.
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Loki approached the man who looked like Stark with a wary step, allowing his eyes to grace over his appearance. The blood on his coat was another thing. He was injured. Then there was his attire; it wasn't quite Stark's style.
"Stark? I have only arrived here myself not a day or two ago, so cannot offer you assistance in regards to a doctor. Unless, you give me permission to use my magic to create bindings to stop the bleeding for now."
Would he help this man? Loki was not the type to offer charitable aid to Stark, since he had caused the Chitauri invasion not long ago and had destroyed his front room with the help of Hulk. Yet, that was past history and this man was obviously some sort of twin brother, perhaps? One who had an accent unlike his own.