♉ of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch

[liesmith]

After sending Darcy along home with her exsanguinating friend, he returns to his own apartment (bought and paid for with false papers and rerouted funds and cloaked to the gills from any and all prying eyes, S.H.I.E.L.D.-employed or otherwise) to watch over the bustle of activity surrounding the Lewis residence. He doesn't peer into the apartment proper - Darcy's made that line very evident after a prior misunderstanding - but he does see the good captain carted off to medical facilities unknown. There's a momentary debate about whether or not to send a shadow clone after Rogers, to further plant the seeds of curiosity and doubt, but... Loki decides against it. If he's done his work properly then it will only be a matter of time until the captain comes looking for him.

This entire endeavor was meant to be so much simpler before Darcy had swept in in a poor imitation of her heroically inclined colleagues. Oh, well. Still, one must follow through on things.

So it is that Loki Silvertongue sits in the outdoor dining area of a local restaurant with a steaming cup of black tea. Clearing his throat, he raises his eyebrows at his guest and waits for acknowledgment.

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[usavatar]

Steve is jogging. Sure, there's the incredibly elaborate facilities within the SHIELD and Mansion complexes but sometimes running in circles or in place isn't enough. Dodging people on the street, rerouting around closed pathways, finding new cross-streets - it makes it fun as much as a challenge. Though the challenge is really to get going fast enough and long enough to leave himself breathless.

SHIELD tried to follow him before - set their best runners with him, tried to drive a chase car with full sirens through the city behind him - and in the end satisfied themselves with tracking his cellular phone and having Thor and Tony on call in case anything happened.

He almost misses Loki as he's running past - and then registers the presence of the Asgardian and almost slams full-tilt into a woman calling for a cab. She reacts better than he expects. There's a lot of giggling, which makes him think he's probably done something extra-stupid and doesn't realize it, before he can apologize and excuse himself and backtrack to the cafe.

"I'm not by myself this time. If I stay in one place for more than the duration of two street lights, your brother and Iron Man will be here in under three minutes."

[tasering.livejournal.com]

One of the better things about this entire thing with Loki is that he's more than willing to spring for lunch or dinner wherever and mostly whenever. Darcy has tried more new foods in the time they've been connecting, for lack of a better word, than she has in the past three years of her life. Mostly because there are only so many times you can have a variation of macaroni and cheese before you've had them all. New restaurants, new food, and today is no different.

Currently she's looking around the outside patio of Little Giant, looking for one alien hipster wannabe in a crowd of people that remind her vaguely of her mother. Her mother and hipsters, so the fact that Loki picked this place is not really all that surprising. Darcy is just about to give up and go back in and look for him there when she hears a sound she's come to connect with him automatically.

When she whirls around and finds him sitting right behind her it's nearly enough to make her give up. Instead she flings herself down into the seat across from him. "You're early," Darcy says as she busies herself with the menu.