"Did you?" He cocks his head and takes another menacing step forward. The Stone is flaring bright, purplish red, somehow hot and cold at the same time. The color of rage.
"You've no idea the price of your insolence."
Loki thrusts the stone out, then, toward the center of Natasha's chest.
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Date: 2012-07-31 08:17 am (UTC)"You've no idea the price of your insolence."
Loki thrusts the stone out, then, toward the center of Natasha's chest.