[ He hadn't been feeling murderous until that exact moment, though it's the low level, indignant sort of murderous that comes to him fairly naturally. It's the kind he feels but doesn't act on when a local gets his order wrong while he's out dining. It stuns him something fierce to take a blow at the hero's full speed, and later he will immensely regret Iron Man figuring out that trick to rendering him useless.
After all, Loki can't cast when he doesn't have the breath to speak.
He doesn't ragdoll like he usually would. Iron Man wants to be impolite? Then, Hel, they just didn't have to be civil at all tonight. Of course, there's little to do until he's dropped or thrown save glowing menacingly green--magic at the ready, but unchannelled without spoken word--and struggling to remind him how distinctly uncool this was. It's about as effective and menacing as a cat fluffing up.
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After all, Loki can't cast when he doesn't have the breath to speak.
He doesn't ragdoll like he usually would. Iron Man wants to be impolite? Then, Hel, they just didn't have to be civil at all tonight. Of course, there's little to do until he's dropped or thrown save glowing menacingly green--magic at the ready, but unchannelled without spoken word--and struggling to remind him how distinctly uncool this was. It's about as effective and menacing as a cat fluffing up.
He's really, truly not a fighter in this form. ]