2014-04-03 The Roster With Monsters
2014-04-03
Players: Doctor Strange, Loki, Phantasm
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Title: The Roster With Monsters

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The neighborhood is primarily residential, with a mix of tenements, apartment blocks, city housing projects, townhouses and renovated rowhouses, and its many retail businesses reflect the ethnic and social diversity of the population. The western part of Chelsea has become a center of the New York art world, with many art galleries located in both new buildings and rehabilitated warehouses.

Greenwich Village, often referred to in New York as simply "the Village", is a largely residential neighborhood on the west side of Lower Manhattan in New York City. A large majority of the district is home to upper middle class families. Greenwich Village, however, was known in the late 19th to mid 20th centuries as an artists' haven, the bohemian capital, and the East Coast birthplace of the Beat movement. What provided the initial attractive character of the community eventually contributed to its gentrification and commercialization.

Loki rubs the back of his neck and sighs. "All right. You win. I'll do whatever needs to be done to help protect Midgard. Just know that if I end up turning and killing you all that I sincerely apologise." He looks back to where Richard was standing and notes the dude seems to have flown away. That's good, because Loki would likely have elbowed him in the face if given the opportunity. "Shall we seek out the Strange one and continue the conversation about this?"

As Loki appears to have given up on his arguments about why he shouldn't be part of the team, Mike only frowns slightly when the Asgardian manages to add in one final self-depricating comment in there. "And just know if you end up helping save the day, I owe you a day of looking for some slumming it attire. And a beer." He glances to the direction Loki checks, also finding the lack of a Nova. "Looks like the next step."

"Alas, your Midgardian beer tastes like water into which a rat relieved itself. I shall bring you a proper Asgardian beer. I still don't understand what slumming it attire means. What is wrong with what I wear regularly? It is proper for a prince of Asgard, afterall."

Speak of the devil appears to be the case yet again. Stephen walks around the corner into the alley and gives the two men a surprised look with a wave in greeting. "Mike, Loki. This is quite the surprise." Stephen smirks as he walks closer to the two, looking around the alley, as if he was looking for someone else, or something.

Mike smiles, giving a nod, "It is proper for a prince. Slumming it would more be for when you'd like to blend in, without resorting to magic." His head turns as he hears his name, seeing Doctor Strange just HAPPEN to walk into an alley. Who just HAPPENS to walk into an alley? A brow raises, "How convenient. We were going to look for you."

"We were? Does he frequent alleys often? Greetings, Sorcerer. Apparently we were looking for you. I hope all is well, or as well as it can be at the moment?" Loki looks to Mike, then seemingly out at nothing as he extends his senses to detect anything that might be lurking in the alley. "We are alone here."

"Hmmm." Strange murmurs to himself at Loki's mention of being alone, and then to mike, "You were? That is rather convenient." Stephen says as he approaches to a comfortable distance. His well tailored suit helps him to blend into the shadows. "What did you wish to speak of?"

Mike looks over to Loki, "But you just said, seek out the st-" He pauses, shaking his head. "I don't know him well enough to verify his habits." The darkly clad musician crosses his arms, "Well, we do have that whole issue with the blue guy demanding a team or giving oblivion to discuss. Might need to fully cement things to make sure we don't have an issue of more than one team showing up with more than one captain and stuff."

"Well, I meant seek him out in his home. I did not really mean that we would search the city for him or use a scrying pool, which I don't have with me." Loki folds his hands in front of him neatly. "Who is in this team of yours and who is its leader? You may find that the leadership role has more responsibility than you are prepared to handle, so you should ensure that whomever you pick has adequate experience in battle strategy."

"I will be working as the leader, of sorts." Strange says, trying to imply that he's going to use more teamwork than team leading. "Loki, you and Mike are both keys in my plan, if you'll accept the challenge. And then we have Nova, Bruce Banner, and Wanda." Steve looks to Mike at the last name, hoping to catch a reaction from the young Phantasm.

There's a slight lift to one side of Mike's lips as Stephen finishes his list, before settling back down quickly, "And, what plan is that?" He asks, turning to look to Loki.

"Yes, what plan is that? If we are to be keys, it is only proper that we should know what we are going to do. As one with centuries of experience in battle strategy, I would offer my services. I would be cautious about trusting Wanda, but as long as she is observed, I see no problem with her working with the others."

"You are valid in your concerns about Wanda, but I will do everything I can to maintain her close to me and therefor the best position for me to keep her in check. Though I could say the same about you." Stephen notes with a raised brow, "The God of Mischief isn't exactly the most trust infusing title one could have." Strange smirks then looks to both and says, "Because this team is being built for adaptability."

"That, doesn't really answer the question about the plan." Mike replies, "All I got so far from this is, 'wing it'"

"I am proficient in improvising, but I wish to know your plan before agreeing to anything. If you are one that will not accept advice and assistance from those on your team, then I question your ability as team leader. You must also earn the trust of those on your team. I am aware that I am not trustworthy and is the one that should not be on this team. We covered this, already." Loki says, going quiet as he looks to Mike, then down at the ground.

"I am always open to ideas, especially from ones such as yourself and your brother who have been in countless battles, and that knowledge and abilities are exactly what this team needs if we are to survive." Strange makes his case a bit more bluntly this time. Then he says towards Mike, "Based on what is known, we have to be ready for anything because nothing is truly known about this foe."

Mike looks over to Loki, "I'm sure I speak for pretty much anyone when I say we've all done something in our lives that we've regretted. And if we dismissed anyone based off of past transgressions we'd have no one on this team." He turns his head to look back towards the Doctor, "So, the plan really IS we're winging it."

"That is the worst plan ever." Loki sighs. "I will look to the libraries of Asgard and see if this foe is mentioned anywhere. Our library has books from all the realms. As a scion of the sorcerer supreme, you should be able to search back through the knowledge of the previous sorcerers and look for mentions of him as well. The first part of the plan should be research."

"Naturally Loki, however all my research hasn't yielded any informative results." Strange notes, looking back to Loki, "Any word you can send would be much appreciated. Until that time, yes Mike, the plan is 'wing it'." Strange says rather unenthusiastically.

Mike slow nods, "Well, this is a little disappointing." He sighs, shaking his head. He grows quiet, considering matters, before perking up a little, "Well, at least I'm good at that." Heh. Bird humor.

Loki frowns at Strange. "I will report any information I may find on the individual. Is there anything else you think we should do in preparation? Perhaps coordinating with your team members to become acquainted with their abilities is in order. That way you can assign tasks based on their talents."

"I've had Wanda and Mike here work together. I hope they have followed through on my request." Stephen says looking to Mike and then continues, "I've heard tales of Nova and have a very good sixth sense about the people I encounter. I have a feeling that Banner and Nova will both be vital to our success."

"If you mean, 'quick introduction to what each of us do', then yes." Mike replies, Nodding towards Loki, "We've worked together kind of so we got that going for us." He pauses, giving a bit of a wince, "Oh sh-" He pauses, looking towards Loki, "Remember the subway where you kept a train from hitting a guy?"

"And me?" Loki asks, no mischief in his expression, green eyes scrutinizing Stephen's body language to read what he truly feels about the trickster's participation. "You have mentioned everyone else. If I am not right for this team, you need only state as much and I will attend to other matters. I would like to know, however."

When Mike mentions the subway, he nods. "Yes," He replies, his tone sounding a bit defeated. "It would not have happened had I not gone through a portal. Fortunately, he was not killed."

"I have come to ask you twice, have I not?" Strange mentions the previous encounter at the cafe. "I mean to have you fight along side us." The sorcerer falling silent as the two mention a train nearing running over some civilian.

"He said that you and I are keys in his plan for winging it." Mike reminds, already starting to dismiss Loki's defeated tone "That guy would have fallen in eventually with how close he was to the edge. But you did step in to help him. A lesser person would have left him to his fate." He pauses, "But I was bringing that incident up for another reason, remember the guy who took you into the RV before getting you to central park?"

"But you say nothing of what you believe I will contribute, only that I am not to be trusted, which I knew already. I remember being inside that strange moving vehicle, but how would you have known about that?"

"We have said nothing of what WE ourselves will be able to do, only that we will do everything we can." Strange says before looking at Mike and giving the young man a knowing nod. It's up to him to recruit Loki, for this fight at least. With that Strange turns around and heads back out of the alley and off the way he came.

"Hi. I'm that guy." Mike answers, giving a bit of a wave, cracking a small smile.

Loki sits down on a stack of crates and sighs. "I do not know why I am having so much difficulty with this. I wanted to become an Avenger, and now I have the opportunity to join a group to save Midgard and I am reluctant to take it." He rubs his face tiredly. "Everything has been such turmoil lately."

With Stephen gone and Loki sitting down, Mike moves over alongside the Asgardian, glancing down to the seated God. "Probably because you're worried about messing up." He tucks his hands in his pockets, glancing down the alleyway. "Happens to me too."

Loki looks at his slender hands, his fingernails perfect, skin flawless. "I have such power that burns inside of me. Sometimes it feels like I'm going to explode if I don't let it out. It is so easy to just become overwhelmed by it, as if it takes on a life of its own. Destruction and chaos boil over and I end up causing more problems with everything I touch."

"Then cause problems," Mike replies, giving a bit of a smile, "For our opponents. With the proper amount of aim, that destruction and chaos can be used for the benefit of others." He sighs, "I know that this is going to seem trivial to you but, when my mother was-" He pauses, adjusting his words, "When my mother passed away, I found myself living in an environment unlike what I was used to. To survive, I had to become someone else, to the point where my aunt disowned me when she was legally able to. In her eyes, I'm a monster. And, rightfully so." He pauses, allowing time for the story to settle, "When I fight, what side of me do you think I use?"

Loki looks up at Mike and frowns. His emerald eyes glisten slightly. He always was emotional, keeping his feelings very close to the surface. "I am sorry, Mike. When you are a deity problems tend to be more trivial than to mortals. We are alike in many ways. My true parents abandoned me for being malformed. So, perhaps we monsters can fight on the same side. There is nothing trivial about your experience. I can sympathize."

Mike gives a small smile, giving an equally sized nod in agreement, "We may have our monsters, but there's not a damn thing that says that we can't use them to turn things for the better."

Loki stands up and straightens his shoulders. "I should return to Asgard and begin searching through the library. If you have need of me, you only need call." He smiles and steps back so he doesn't take Mike's toes with him. "I shall see you soon, my friend."

Mike nods as Loki gives his reason for depature, "Until then, take care."

Loki smiles faintly and disappears in a cloud of dark green and black whispy magic.

~Fin~

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